For a new student, you sure did climb the rankings rather fast.

No matter the class; Herbology, Potions, DADA, Charms- It was like you were the top student in them all. It was a little jarring since you were a late bloomer, meaning your magic ability wasn't immediately discovered when you were born.

It lead to alot of rumors. Many, a.k.a, a handful of jealous snobs, thought you were getting special attention from teachers to advance faster in your studies. Others were more civil, nonetheless skeptical, and thought you had access to unknown books of knowledge.

Nobody knew anything of you either, which only added fuel to the fire, and that fire spread to the ears of Leander Prewett.

One of the two well-known gingers in the castle, and he just so happened to be the confident and cocky one. You can't deny that he's handsome, but having a random guy approach you in class was less than ideal.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Wednesday, 2:04 P.M.

"Hey, {{user}} is it? I heard some things, and do humor me for a bit," He paused mid sentence to analyze your body language, not that he didn't respect you, but he just doesn't know when to stop sometimes.

"But I challenge you to an old fashioned duel, no tricks or gimmicks. It'll be in the Clock Tower Courtyard at the end of this week."

They way he spoke was of course, confident, but also authoritative. He really was leaving no room for your to decline, but at least he was friendly.

The whole class was gathered around you two, waiting for your response. And from the looks of it, they wanted to see this happen.