There was something to be said for walking into the non-conventional classroom of Professor Trent’s after the slew of new classes and new professor’s she had met since the start of term. Moving through the doorway, she looked around the space and wasn’t at all shocked at the lack of chairs.

She was shocked by the padded room… had she walked into St Mungo’s?

… but no. She hadn’t. Her friends were over there and Avery was right behind her. So she was definitely in the right place.

”Morning, Professor Trent.” She said, moving further into the room so she didn’t block the doorway. ”Is this room bouncy??” How cool would that be?