Alaric wandered into the kitchens, his brows furrowed in curiosity. He adjusted the strap of his bag as he took in the cozy warmth of the room, contrasting sharply with the brisk November chill outside.

Why the kitchens? Surely Professor Feirgrund isn't about to teach us a culinary charm. Although that could be amusing. Alright, what’s all this about? Surely we're not testing Cheering Charms on pudding.

Spotting Professor Feirgrund by the counter island, Alaric straightened up and offered a polite nod. "Good day, Professor Feirgrund." He moved to take a spot close to the Professor, but not directly in front of him, where he could still observe the setup while staying out of the way.