Hmmm. What was this class?

Bradson walked into the classroom and looked around at all of the other students. This was a history class. About magic. Okay, he really was in the right place. The first year still didn't know what his favorite class was so far but he really did like charms the most. HE HAS TO SAY GOOD MORNING???? Yeah? That's what everyone else was saying. "Good morning Professor." What time of day was it anyway? He was too awake for it to be morning. "I think it's morning." Bradson looked over at Professor Finch and nodded before walking off and finding his best friend.

The first year looked around more before trying to look for a seat. He was NOT going best friendless for another class. He wasn't going to stand for it one bit. "KAAAAAAAT! WHERE IS MY KAT!" Kat with a "k" not a "c". He wasn't looking for an animal, he was the looking for his best friend. People better not even think about calling her an animal or else they would have him to speak to about and let's just say no speaking would be involved.