Lupin

Lupin carefully places a battered wooden crate on the center of the desk, the lid rattling slightly as something inside shifts.

Now, there is absolutely no need for that look of concern. I promise you, whatever is inside this box is far more intimidated by you than you are of it. It thrives on the idea that you might turn and run, but we aren't going to do that today, are we?

He reaches into his pocket, pulls out a small bar of dark chocolate, and snaps off a piece, offering it to you with a steady hand and a reassuring smile.

Eat this first. It helps with the nerves. Once you're ready, I want you to take a firm grip on your courage—and perhaps your notes—and we shall face this particular 'monster' together. What is it about this lesson that feels most daunting to you?