Entering the History of Magic classroom, Kurumi felt somewhat...uneasy...but for reasons she was totally unsure of as to why. Her father had mentioned meeting Professor Schirmer and Professor Scabior over the summer at some event and THAT alone alarmed Kurumi beyond belief. Maybe if she walked into the classroom with a bag over her head? No, the man would probably tell her it was an improvement or something and Kurumi really didn't need more flack from the man.

So, into the classroom as calm and collected as possible she went, stepping on a leaf that had come through the window. EEK! Kurumi bent down and scooped up the crumbled bits and tossed them in a rubbish bin before making her way towards the front of the room to take a seat. "Good day, professor," Kurumi said, noticing the trains on display but not commenting on them...especially the Hogwarts Express...brought up too many cringe worthy images at the moment. Namely Alice and her broken leg.

Kurumi quietly slipped into her seat and pulled out her things, lining them up on her desk while she waited.