Muggle & Magical Combat (Part One)

It was the first class of the course, the one where all the impressions are made and she hoped to God no one built them on appearances. She had been running late and in the choice between dolling up and breakfast, breakfast had been a clear winner. The ensuing race against time to get dressed, pick up coffee and reach here in time earned her new bruise near knee which she got from tripping down the stairs of her dorm. It had been a nasty fall but not the worst she had had.

It was no surprise then, that her hair were up in a messy braid and a slightly crumpled T-shirt was all she could manage, but she looked decent enough when she checked herself out in one of the windows she passed on her way to get coffee. A quick run across the campus and she in the Sports Hall, where she skidded to a halt just outside the entrance, gulped down all her coffee, winced at the burning feel it left behind and walked in, trying to appear casual but failing entirely due to her pan ting. "Good morning, sir." She greeted, looking around to her surprise that no one was around. She was the first? Well, that was a first.

With the new term of university beginning, Scar could only describe herself as excited. She'd always loved learning, and now that her learning was focussed on a true passion of hers, it just made her so much more eager to go. Of course, knowing about a wide range of things was indeed useful in any line of work, she needed the specifics, especially if she were to become an auror.

She woke in the morning, bright and happy for the day to come. She was never a person to take long to get ready, quickly showering and changing into appropriate clothes for the course. She wanted to look presentable, and so dressed in black slacks, a simple white blouse and a black blazer. Her shoes were practical and flat, and her hair pulled back into a neat, sleek ponytail. She dressed both for comfort, and in the hope of looking professional.

She walked through the campus at a brisk pace, carrying a satchel across her chest, before reaching the Sports Hall where class would commence. "Morning Sir," she greeted with a polite nod, noting the others already there.

The sudden silence of the class surprised her, considering that she had managed to pass the time until now just noting down the stuff. An activity that she most certainly did mentally. She had a feeling that the professor wouldn't prefer a student jotting down notes like a reporter and since this was only her first class she really wanted to lay low. That plan came into some serious danger because of the sudden silence which prompted her to raise her hand and try o answer, all the while cursing herself. "Uh......sir? I think surprise would be one of our strongest weapons which at the present moment is on her side." She began analyzing  the different combat plans.

"So I think our first move should be something that she doesn't expect, something that throws her off balance." She almost sounded like she stalling because she was thinking what she should do in such a situation. If the woman was highly wanted and there was no wand in sight either she was going to pull it out suddenly and do some serious offensive spells, or she was had something else. Maybe a knife or something? Could also be those muggle explosives. Wait, wandless magic? She didn't know much about the concept but that wasn't good, ever. "I would stupefy the child to get it out of the equation, which she probably wouldn't be expecting because Ministry guidelines usually do not allow us to engage subjects like that. However, technically he isn't being harmed, per se. So that works too."

In situations like these, every second counted. Which was a concept she had learned from her accidental encounter with some muggle video games and she knew her next action had to be a quick one and in continuation of her old one. She couldn't raise a shield because for all she knew, the child could a hostage. She would have to engage the woman. If the woman could do wandless magic then simply restricting her movement wouldn't be enough either. That could work against her too, because such magic required immense concentration and that's how Zoya came up with her next plan of action. "Then I would use Deprimo to blast a hole in the floor near the woman's feet which should throw her literally off balance and distract her enough to break her concentration. Then, I would.......um.......stupefy her." The last bit was something she was unsure of because she was repeating spells but it wasn't like her reintroduction to magic somehow made her an expert. She was still learning and considering that, she was quite proud of her plan.