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Slightly out of breath, Isabel made her way to the History of Magic classroom. Because she had slept in, that meant a rushed breakfast and being late for class... Or not, as it seemed that the professor hadn't began yet. That was fortunate as she didn't want to lose points, but she still groaned inwardly; an extra cup of coffee would have done wonders.
Now she would just have to get through this class without falling asleep.
"Hello, Professor." Isabel took a seat and glanced curiously towards the cooler. What could that be about? What did that word mean? |