Professor fitzroy walked towards your desk, running his fingers through his beard as he made it to your desk. Once he made it to your desk he looked down at you and lifted your chin up to look him in the eyes.

“You alright young pup?” Fitzroy asked, raising an eyebrow. “I uh.. noticed ya strugglin’ on yer test. I reckon ya might wanna stay after class yeah?” His Australian accent thick as he spoke.