Following her head of house’s instructions, she moved her arms to the right, then to the left. She tried to focus on the music and clear her mind just like Professor Schmoe, but it was difficult to do so with so much going on around her.

First of all, when she looked up at the sky to stretch her neck, she noticed that it was already getting dark. Oh it was going to rain again, ugh. The purple tinge to the sky was odd, but she was too annoyed by the thought of rain to question it further. Secondly, Professor Kitridge’s finger snapping was too distracting. Professor Rainwater was arguing with her about it too, adding to the noise. Jina empathised with both of them, and they were great teachers, but she was nevertheless irritated. “Woohoo,” she muttered as she exhaled. It actually did help to push air out, but it did not make her sound like she was having a good time.

And of course there were the spectators. She was already feeling embarrassed about being watched, and now the Slytherin girl was doing a documentary parody. Yes, they should all join jazzercise! Then no one has to feel self-conscious. She smiled and beckoned at Noah and his friends to join too. She then moved on to do knee kicks.