Sleeth looked up at the mention of combat classes. He didn't know where to go, and wasn't fond of talking to new people first. He stood, returning back to his state of towering over the remainder of people in the hall. He followed, though casually since he wasn't stalking. He just hoped it was the same combat class meant for him. It'd be awkward to be put in with a bunch of first years after all. "I'll have to see about testing for the elite classes. The first house wouldn't be satisfied if came back with a common warriors knowledge." He mutters to himself, looking up again when reaching the destination of the class.