When he heard the knock at the door, Adam made the kind of face that one makes when one has to do something they don't particularly care to do right at that moment. Not that Adam necessarily had anything against Z, because he didn't, but he didn't feel like tutoring her right then. If there had been another day... but there wasn't, and he was a teacher, and he needed to teach.
"That's a lot of questions to dump on someone when you've just walked through their door," Adam said, raising his eyebrows as he looked at her. He leaned back in his chair, and started ticking things off on his fingers. "Why are they in runes if they don't have any interest in the subject? It's an elective and it's not exactly easy, so that makes no sense. They don't respect you because until this week, you were their fellow student. As for how I teach them, I start taking house points - which I guess you can't do, because you're not a prefect, nor are you technically a teacher, so maybe you should talk to Schechter about working that out. Also, take points off their grades. Any student in Ancient Runes is going to be deadly terrified of losing too many points off their grade."
Half the students in Defense Against the Dark Arts felt that way, too. Adam took their points anyway when they acted up. It kept them in line nicely, most of the time.
"As for all of that other shit, don't murder Beckett, you'll go to jail, don't worry about the Concerned Wizards of Britain because they're obviously idiots, and Victoria knows about the project because she strolled into my office and asked me about the wards. I said, and I quote, I don't know, talk to Berg."
He took a deep breath. "Satisfactory? Anything else you need to know right-the-fuck-now, or can we breathe between question and answer sessions?"