Jez all but ran into the classroom feeling fairly sure she'd be late. She breathed a sigh of relief - apparently not. "Hello, professor," she said rather breathlessly, managing a smile. She sat down at a desk near most of her fellow first-years, and waved to Scott. He looked happy about History of Magic ... to be honest, Jez wasn't so keen. She had heard enough of wizarding triumphs from her parents, who seemed intent on making their daughter believe wizards were better than Muggles. No, scratch that seemed - they were intent on it. Jez sighed and leaned her elbows on the table, waiting for class to start.