Silvia made her way down to the edge of the forest where the Charms class was to meet, wrapped tightly in her school robes and scarf. What they were going into the forest for she had no clue. She would have thought that they would be avoiding the forest rather than entering it, after whatever the commotion was last year that involved it. But that didn't seem to be the case today.

"Good evening, Professor," the young Ravenclaw said as she walked up to the end of the line that had been forming. There was no pygmy puff with her; she didn't have one. What would they be doing with them anyways, especially in the Forbidden Forest?