As she walked down the corridors and toward the History of Magic classroom, all Isla could think about was how warm her bed had been this morning. Was it just her, or was the castle extra cold today? She crossed her arms over her chest and stepped into the room, immediately feeling the warmth of the bluebell flames.

FINALLY. Some heat!

"Hello, Professor," she said. Professor? Healer? She never really know what to say, but since they were in a classroom and not the Hospital Wing, she went with the one that made the most sense. As she made her way to a random seat, she eyed the stone in the picture. Hmm...interesting. The Sorceror's Stone? Some artifact? A rune? Nahh, not a rune. Her best guess was the Sorceror's Stone.