A little relieved to see the dreadful piece of well crafted "artistry" slowly disappear, Remus smiles to her and then walks to the window, his hands locked behind his back as he lets his gaze rest on the peaceful scenery.

If his nature wasn't already contradictory and the wolf inside him quite displeased by the idea of any other transformation than the natural lunar cycle, he might take her class himself. It is a fascinating topic.

"As much as I actually enjoy teaching and having the freedom to choose topics as we do currently, I can't help but wonder about our situation." He glances back at her from the corner of his eye. "Do you have any insight on the situation? Have you been able to catch the headmaster?"