Torie Ledger, 6th Year Gryffindor, walked delicately into the herbology classroom. Her posture was straight and tall, almost as if she was carrying a book on her head, which, in fact, she was. Earlier that day, she had cast an invisibility spell on one of her textbooks and carefully placed it on her head. So far she had been lucky, for the couple of times the book fell off her head, she had managed to find it without too much difficulty.

Nearing the front of the classroom, Torie sunk into a slow and graceful curtsy. "Good day, Professor!" she said brightly as she rose to her feet as if in slow motion. She continued down the aisle, cautiously navigating the various hazards of the classroom. Finally she found a seat and sat down.