Hermy entered the classroom with a large bag of books slung over her shoulder. Her curly hair had grown to a slightly unruly length, and it was roughly held back off her face in a loose bun by a pencil and a paintbrush. At a close inspection, her nails had a bluish green tinge, and there was paint smeared up her forearm. Not that Hermy cared about her current slightly eccentric appearance.

She smiled at the Professor as she picked up some of the portioned out tealeaves, and headed towards the back of the room. Knowing how some of the staff were about presentation, it was safer to hide her hands far away from the professor. At least they had covered all the palm reading stuff now.