Stepping into the History of Magic class, the first thing Emmanuelle noticed was that the window was open, which lead to some leaves being in the room. It was letting in a nice cool breeze, though. So, no comment on the leaves. The second thing she noticed was the train sets that were set up on the pairs of desks. As she got closer to one of the desk pairs, she saw the resemblance between the small train and the Hogwarts Express. Something told her this wasn't a coincidence. "Hello, Professor Scabior," she said, a little less cheerily than she might have otherwise. Please tell me this isn't going to be about a certain event from the beginning of term.... She took her seat, placing her bag on the floor underneath her desk, just so no one would trip on it.