 Wowza!
Playing absentmindedly with the tips of her long dark ponytail, Willow stepped in the Arithmancy classroom, for the second lesson of the term. Sigh. This was sure not one of her best subjects, for the third year very much disliked math.
But she had to take it. One because Ravenclaw needed points, and two, because her father was pretty much forcing her.
"Hello Professor Shackleton. Having a good day, I hope?", Willow greeted politely with a nod and a small smile on her face, to the Arithmany professor, that on Willow's opinion was a genius. Why? Well, you pretty much had to be a genius if taught such a complex subject like Arithmancy.
Or so she thought.
Taking a seat in the middle of the classroom, she waited for the lesson to start.
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