The Professor's eyes linger a little too long on our table, flicking between me and Ron. I slightly narrow my eyes at him and he moves along.  Even he is not going to call out Ron. Maybe it is for the better, why pull more attention to me. It is not like I have a bruise to show it. This class is better than the last, I fulfill everything that is being asked of me and I feel a bit better. Some of the tests were above our level, but I managed them, along with just a handful of other students, mostly Slytherins. 