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Clubs were never really a huge thing at Hogwarts, so when Selina saw that one was going to be up and running via their Charm's Professor the redhead nearly jumped at the chance to get involved. It was awesome to get all of the students concentrated in one area, at least in her opinion. That way they could learn and have fun without the pressure of tests and whatnot. Studying? Yeah, SO not Selina's thing. Hitting things with a beater bat? THAT she was pretty decent at.
Walking into the room though, the club was not the Eden she had envisioned it as. No, instead it was charmed furniture moving around to something OTHER than Be Our Guest and younger students looking wide eyed at everything that was going on and some older students not even willing to help. However, the one thing that she did notice, though, was the affluence of red in the room. Her lions, who had GRAVELY disappointed her in DADA, were at this little club. That was good. At least now they were sort of trying, but they ALL had to step up their game and soon. She did not have time to deal with loosing that house cup. Nope, nope.
Shaking her head of all thoughts of ALL cups at the moment, she drew her wand and uttered, "Immobulus," at a chair until it settled down and she threw her bag on it. It seemed to be behaving now and if it were smart it would stay nice and behaved.
Walking up to Professor Neat Bellaire, she smiled and said, "Afternoon Professor. You mind if I help some of the younger students who might be having a hard time getting on?" The last thing she wanted was the younger kids to feel discouraged. She had ALWAYS felt that way about potions and a part of her had a hunch that THAT was why she did not like the subject.
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