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Luckily for the Ravenclaw, the long distance from the common room to Potions class was a familiar one. In fact, the duelling arena was even closer to her dorms than the dungeons were - you could say it was a silver lining to the mist problem... it was difficult to stay optimistic at times like this. However, the new arrangement did not make her any lazier, and Jade made sure to arrive early to class.
"Hello, Professor," Jade greeted as she moved to take a seat. She wondered what Headmaster Trent would say if they made a mess in this room.
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