Rubiey took a seat close to the door today. She had learnt from lat lesson, being stuck in the middle of the class when cauldrons are exploding left, right, and centre isn't the best of ideas. So she had chosen mentally where she would sit before the lesson started. Perfect.

She smiled at Professor Lafay. She wasn't as bad as Rubiey's first impression. Rubiey took out her notebook, quill and ink, then sat quietly waiting until Lafay started the lesson. This should be fuuuuuun.