The whole class stared at her with barely hidden skepticism and bleary-eyed confusion. The only person beaming back at Burbage was Luna Lovegood, and even that wasn’t for certain she was paying attention. Draco thought that old cod of a teacher was losing her touch more than normal today. He just squinted his eyes in response and leaned a forearm on the edge of his desk. Prepared to answer or do the bare minimum to any follow-up question, he waited to appease her deranged needs so to be left alone. He had a golden girl to bother, after all.