Professor Lafay looked angry. But Presley couldn't remember ever seeing her happy. "Hello Professor," Presley smiled anyway. You could never go wrong with a simple smile. She took her usual dead middle of the room seat and pulled out her things mentally checking them off as she did so. Potions book, parchment, quill, ink, notebook, pen, sweater. It was freezing down here! Or maybe Presley was getting sick. But those strawberries were looking pretty good. Presley hoped that they were going to use them in thier potions so that maybe she could sneakily eat one. As long as they weren't soaked in frog spawn already or something gross like that.