Bruce had been trying to get out of Miss Sinclair what she was doing lately. Of all his classes he only had three students that he would mark as exceptionally talented and she was one of them. Her love for the art of potion making was one that Bruce would love to nourish but she was stubborn, something that he could also appreciate.
While most teachers might dress up for classes this was a potion's class and while he did wear wizarding robes he wore more casual clothes underneath them. That was just in case there was a spill or something. He had just put out the ingrdiants to take into the main classroom when he noticed that Mr. Sinclair was standing at his door. "Oh hello." He gave the man a smiled.