The answer had made a lot of sense to Harry and he couldn't fault the logic. Defence was next, the classroom had been changed slightly, the rows and rows of desks had been pushed to the side of the room creating a large space in the centre of the classroom. This meant that today's lesson would be a practical one. The professor was sitting on the front of his desk watching each student enter the room. Harry felt a sharp jolt of pain from his scar as his eyes fell on him but it was a somewhat regular thing for Harry, something about the classroom really made his head hurt. The man then straightened up, his voice calling the classes attention to him.