Huh?

Notes? What notes?

Crumbled smushed up strawberry bread that she had wanted to eat but now wasn't going to. Yeah, that was forgotten about to.

It was all forgotten about. Everything. Even Atlas' whispered hissed warnings of 'not eating the bread'. Large bright blue eyes stared in awe at the itty-bitty wittle dragon that flew about the room. Dahlia squealed the moment she seen it unable to pull her gaze away from it, though she heard every single word Professor Carton had said. Almost becoming dragon food last term didn't stop her love for the creatures one bit.

"Professor," Lia raised her hand. She already had a few questions that she needed to ask before getting started. "Can we transfigure any type of dragon we want? How long will the dragon last if we don't change them back? And am I control the dragon.. or does it.. move about on its own?" It appeared as if the dragons were flying around on their own?