Eino made his way to another History of Magic class. Hopefully, this time there wouldn't be any apple throwing or any sort of physical activity for that matter. What he liked the most about history was that it was calm and quiet, or at least it was supposed to be. Sometimes he enjoyed when all the activity going on was in his brain. He walked towards a seat, pulled a chair, and sat down. After taking out his materials from his backpack, he waited paintiently for the professor to arrive and class to begin.