Trapped! PV with Lyonel Closed

Transfiguration class, one of the more useful classes as he had noticed. However one of the loudest, as well as Charms where many students foolishly tried to attempt launching a spell, even though they were incapable of even pronouncing it. It was horrible sometimes listening to these foolish attempts of trying a spell. He was good at both of these classes, however was too irritated by the other students most of the times, who were whispering during class and afterwards failing at the spells horribly. But of course he understood that not everything could be as understanding in terms of knowledge as he himself was. He looked around as the students left the class, while many didn't even cared to pick up the matchstick they had left at their places or even on the ground. Who would be stupid enough to drop a matchstick they were holding in between their fingers, how stupid some could be! Some of the little sticks had even been lit and burned out when they had failed the spell. Why were many students like this? He could not understand, maybe it was just because they were plain wizards, while he was just better than them.

He was collecting his things, picking up his parchment and his quills as well as the small notebook that he always brought to classes. Wether it was for taking notes or for writing down what assignments they were given, he kept the information within that small book, with a dragon hide binding, that matched his school bag. He picked up the matchsticks that he used during the class and shoved them back into the matchbox, before he brought the small object to the professor's desk. When he turned around to leave, he could see a girl fighting with the door. Bloody ell, what? He raised an eyebrow and when he got what was off, literally, he snapped.
”What have you done?” He asked in pure disbelief. ”You just were too stupid to open a door!”