Barely any lesson interested her so far. Not that they were bad but they were just normal. Some of them were actually bad. Like waiting for a bird to die!!? Seriously? What was that! She wasn't impressed, nope. She had hopes for potions though. Hopefully, they'll get to brew some interesting potion. One that could come in handy.

Fingers looped around her bag straps, the fifth-year entered the classroom her eyes observing the faces. She wasn't late, good.

Before taking a seat she approached her head of house and nodded, "Good day, Professor Lafay," With that she turned on her heels and made a beelines for one of the seats.