The Slytherin Common Room was probably the last place on the grounds where Avalon would choose to attend class, besides the field beneath the Whomping Willow. It was cold, dark, and downright dreary in the dungeons, and she didn't want to spend any more time down there than necessary. She definitely thought it was odd that Cornish had chosen to have class here. But with all the weird stuff happening around the castle lately, she wasn't surprised that they weren't in the forest or by the lake today.

"Hello," she said politely to the house elf as she entered the door. She had never been in the Slytherin Common Room before, but it was just as she imagined it to be. She plopped down on a black cushion and started to greet her professor before noticing that he wasn't even looking at the students. Rather, he seemed to be preoccupied with something outside the porthole.