Whatever reaction Nolan had been expecting... it might have been that? He wasn't entirely sure. Yet something about Professor Quinn's behavior suggested that he had picked a good question to ask, even if her expression still betrayed no emotion. He could only assume this was a topic of interest to her, the nature of curses and all that. Instead of answering his question, she just stated some facts and then asked other questions. What kind of class was this? Up until this point all his classes were straightforward. Each question had an answer that he nearly always failed to remember. 

One girl apparently couldn't wait to answer this question as he hand shot up and she instantly went on about somethings. [i]"Immaterial"[/i]? [i]"Theoretical"[/i]? Did she really need to use such fancy words? He didn't like the way she made the answer to his question sound obvious. Nolan watched Quinn's response and quickly noted down everything that seemed important, only barely registering the late arrival of the other two girls. He looked up to copy the second column Quinn's had written on the board, when he suddenly found a much smaller board blocking his view. He strained to look around it, but being in the last row of desks, he couldn't quite see. From some of the mumbles around, it was clear he wasn't the only one having that problem. 

Luckily their professor soon addressed the girl holding up the board, apparently her preferred way of asking questions. [i]"Curse someone with good things..."[/i] Now this was just getting confusing. Everyone knew curses were bad. He still wrote what was on the board though. It might make sense later. He spoke up once more "Well what counts as a curse? It's just something bad, right?"