Sitting alone in the classroom late in the evening, Viktor tinkers with the equations on the board trying to make the numbers come together to somehow embue his latest invention with spells. The Ravenclaw senior scowls to himself as once again as it blows up in smoke. Coughing as he hears someone enter the room. " Don't say a thing. I know, I know." Viktor wipes the smoke off his face and continues looking at his work. A mess of potions and metal in front of him.