It was time to wake up and pay attention. Sitting up on her pillow, Beverly adjusted her dragon-print pajama top and willed her brain to stay awake. This was simply a relaxing atmosphere, not one to nap in. Besides, there was information to gather, even if Divination wasn't one of her faves.

Sipping some tea and rolling her shoulders like Professor Morgan, the Slytherin worked at relaxing, although her body was already relaxed. Crystal balls. They'd be using that, huh?

The answer was at the tip of her tongue, her hand rising into the air...and someone said it before her. Well. She had to sharpen her hand raising skills, didn't she? Or was her body too relaxed? That was a thing. It COULD happen.