Bloom entered the classroom breathless . She had had some difficulties in finding it since the staircases went mad on her again . luckily the calss hasn't started yet.Her eyes roamed the room in an instant which was suffisant to note the ressemblence of it with muggles' classrooms. The teacher however seemed to be talking to another person therefore Bloom decided to skip the greetings for now and instead took a seat on the 2nd row, she then noticed the lump of clay, gloves and dinner knives that were on the table and instanctly lifted her head to the blackbord and read what was written
This should be fine right ? i can just see how the others are doing it and then manage to mould a handi like those i saw on tv the other time...