Spencer looked to the ground as she caught Professor Carrow smiling like that at her. Like she knew so much more about the situation than Spencer. So haughty, so arrogant so...unnervingly attractive. Spencer couldn't handle it at the moment.
"I just expect you to hand out explicit material now. Nothing that doesn't need proper warning labels." Spencer told the teacher tepidly, but with an ounce of false courage.
Spencer blushed more as Carrow tried to trip her up, having to scramble to think up sidesteps and excuses. "N-nothing particular, just...the seats in the classroom aren't the most comfortable."