Emmanuelle smiled at the professor's wave. Which quickly turned into a grimace as he explained what the lesson was going to be about. See, that had been exactly what she had been afraid of. They were going to talk about a certain little train ride. Which she had actually tried (and mostly succeeded) to put out of her brain. Ugh.

The good news, at least, was that they would be starting off with the history of train. Of course. To understand the present, it might help understand the past and all that. Raising her hand, she answered. "The wasn't always used to transport students to Hogwarts. In fact, it wasn't even thought of until the late 1930s." Which was basically the same answer her classmates were giving, just shortned. So how to make her answer more unique? "That little stopping incident wasn't the first time the train had stopped like that either. There was the one time, during Harry Potter's years here, that dementors came aboard. And the was another after that that ended in the students having to walk to the school." She was a bit fuzzy on that though for some reason. She thought it had something to do with some Voldemortist dude......

All she knew was that she was glad that Transportation guy had shown up with those portkeys.