"I always favoured fennel," he quipped, taking another sip. "Interesting?" He really didn't understand what she was going on about. He didn't think his approach to the class was anything but straight forward. He was exposing his students to the wide variety of magical creatures, based on the students' years and the creatures classifications, and how to handle them, whether that meant knowing whether they made wonderful domestic pets or required serious caution and a defensive mindset. What else could he possibly be teaching in the class. "And the 'little buggers' like to be frightened now and then," he shrugged. "If I showed them nothing but flobberworms and horklumps they'd label me the worst professor ever. And I probably would be come to that."