Elle strolled, book in hand. The strong winds whipped her red hair to her face, causing disturbances to her sight. Getting a small scrunchie, she tied her hair up in a high ponytail neatly.

"Where can I read my book with enough sun?"

And there, she spotted the perfect place at the middle of the corridor. With no one there, she sat on the ledge of the window, opened her book and began reading The Standard Book of Spells in advance.