The last lesson sort of bored him. Well, in all fairness to Professor Hadley, almost all of his lessons bored him these days. He needed a boost of some sort, probably a letter from a certain Durmstranger will do, so as to bring his spirit or essence back to his body, so as to stop him from being both a slacker and procrastinator. He was preparing for the upcoming NEWTs, however. And that wasn't really slacker-ish.

Cedric lingered on the threshold of the room for some seconds... for no particular reason but you could say he was just fighting the urge to walk away.

With mustered courage and willingness to do so, he walked into the room and gave the professor a small smile with a "Good day, professor" and then he, of course, walked to his usual seat: the one in the front row.