Flynn made his way to the History of Magic classroom, something he had been trying to avoid doing. He felt slightly embaressed by the fact that he had once thought that Borr was the Headmaster and even more embaressed that he sensed his and Garret's brown nosing - but they still needed that invite and this class was probably the best opportunity to do so.

"Afternoon Professor," he gave a slight bow before taking his seat in the middle of the classroom.