The look in the older Hufflepuff's eyes was a disappointment. As if an impossible task was laid before her and she had no clue how to comprehend it, let alone set about getting it done. Having spoken to a few other people of this concern left Alina frustrated by this one's reaction. The others didn't see it as so hard.

"I have papers." Her book was stuffed with papers of notes. Taking that out, she gently pulled the papers out one by one. While readable, her handwriting wasn't what one would consider 'pretty'. Not that Alina really mind this. The etiquette instructor did seem to at times.