"Today," Professor Figg began as Hermione settled. She was aware of how stiff he had become. Draco’s eyes darted to her as she began pulling her texts from her satchel but he didn’t look at her. He didn’t dare turn his head. Instead, his hand held a quill, its nib dry, his inkpot corked. "We’ll be learning about the impact of environmental issues and how that impacts the Wizarding World."