Seemed to Alice like there was a flock of students around that former Charms professor, the one running for the Board that was currently located in their classroom. She REMEMBERED her from that debate, you know? The one who talked for ages and ages and ages, she recalled. Even though her answers were lengthy, though, she had liked the lady. But if she was a Charms professor, what was she doing in a Herbology class?

Whatever. They were old people. Probably had their reasons, it was something or the other.

Instead of chattering like everyone else, she remained unusually quiet as she pulled out the spores and bulbs. Biome terrarium? Alice casually pretended like she knew what that meant as she set the plant stuff in front of her and slipped her hands into her gloves, turning her attention back to Bentley. "Ready, professor."