Mary walked down the corridor, hair still damp from the shower she had taken after her morning soccer practice. Noting that the lesson said appropriate attire for practical, she sported athletic clothes not unlike the ones she had worn for this morning. The only difference was, of course, that she was wearing a pair of practical leather boots.

She held the hazel wand in her right hand, entering the room that very much did not look like a classroom. She stopped in her tracks, surprised by the complete atmosphere change. She stood by the door of the classroom, along with the already congregating group of students.