Oh, that look. The one Terry could only hope to manage one day, the one who could make a hyperactive student quiet and submissive… the one she refused to let it affect her (but that still worked, she had to admit). Giving a slow, deliberate shrug of her shoulders, Terry shook her head. Had she seen him, she thought as she held herself from rolling her eyes, she very much doubted he would have been able to get away.
“I have not, professor” she replied gravely. And then, in a much curious tone- “Should I turn my robe orange, too? What is this about goblins?” There were much more questions she wanted to ask –‘can I stupefy him?’ being one of them –but Terry bit her tongue, and instead glanced around her, as if expecting to see Chase running past them any second now.