Violet made her way up to the second floor washroom that was rumoured to be haunted by the ghost of someone named Moaning Myrtle. Could she be here at this moment? Violet wasn't sure and sat down on the cold cement floor. She looked around the washroom. It casted an eerie glow from the windows and, were there boys here as well? Violet tried to suppress a smile about how the boys were thinking about having a lesson in the girl's lavatory.

She smiled at the professor, who was waiting for them to start his lesson. "Hello professor Scabior. Why are we here in the girl's lavatory for the lesson?"