In History of Magic class, everyone was seemingly quiet and behaved. No one interrupts Professor Scabior’s discussion which was a rather weird situation inside this classroom. Most of the time, many students would raise their hands to respond to the professor’s inquiries. Erin would sometimes give an opinion or two as well. But now, it seemed like, Professor Scabior wasn’t in his right mood. He just read and read and read. He would reach for his wand a quarter hour or half to write something on the board.

Shift to the side.

To the right…and left.

Twiddle with her quill.