Oakey came to History of Magic already bored out of his mind. Unless they did something like last lesson there would be no way to cure him of this boredom. Taking no notice of the rooms unorganized look he walked over one of the many scattered desks, placed his things onto it and greeted the professor. Good day Professor Scabior. As he sat down he noticed something odd. The windows were open and the outside looked beautiful and the breeze felt great, but he wasn't facing the front, his desk was facing the window. He looked around confused and saw that Vickers was sitting at a chair with no desk, Kurumi was at a desk with no chair and Daichi just landed on his butt! This minor chaos needed answers and Oakey was not going to let this pass him by. Professor, what's up with the class? He asked rather determined.