It was already May which meant that the term was about to end. Sooner or later, she would have to go home and leave Hogwarts. And that letter she had just received from her cousin earlier that morning wasn't making things better. She was feeling more and more depressed at the mere thought of not coming back for the next school term.

With a sigh, she walked inside the History of Magic classroom. "Hi." she said upon seeing the Professor at the door. "Hello Professor Scabior," Beezus added and walked to the nearest seat she could find, not even noticing how everything in that place seemed to be out of order.