Minerva walked up to the observatory she had seen the notice board about a party. Party she could so handle. She had been studying a lot lately and after seeing how fantastic her fellow schoolmates did on the first round, she was just feeling pressure. So much pressure and stress to do well. So the extra studying was needed, but for now she would see what this party was all about.


Entering where the turnstiles were Min couldn't help but smile at the jar. That was so sweet of Professor Flamsteed. She walked over to the jar and took enough sickles, then went to the dumb turnstiles and put the money in. There she had paid now time for a party..