Potions. Potions. POTIONS!

Rylee was super ready for this lesson. She had the strap to her bag slung over her shoulder and everything inside it was perfectly cleaned and ready to be used. Her uniform was exactly how it should be, clean and nicely fitted (mummy had to do so adjustments for her). The only thing that may have stood out was the purple ribbon that had been used to tie her hair back from her face into a side braid. That being the day's use of the color purple.

"Good morning, Professor!," she chirped cheerfully not at all fazed by the older man's instructions of 'not to linger in the doorway' and such. This girl was NOT lingering in any way, shape of form. Nope. No lingering from her.

Finding an empty workstation somewhere near the front wasn't to easily done since the room seemed to be rather full, so she settled for the first available spot she saw. Setting her bag down on the floor by the chair and her cauldron down onto the tripod she hurried on over to get a pumpkin and bring it back to her work place. She hadn't wanted to risk dropping the pumpkin by going to get first.

Setting the pumpkin down on the table, Rylee than went about taking out a parchment and her quill and ink (purple) while waiting for Professor Noble to explain what they would be brewing today.