Silvia stepped outside the castle doors and quickly made her way down the lawn for the first Care of Magical Creatures class of the term. She hadn’t particularly loved the class her first year, though she hadn’t disliked it either. Instead she had been rather neutral towards it. That changed last year when she discovered that they would be working with a real dragon, and it soon became a class to always look forward to. She wondered though how anyone could possibly top those lessons, and if this new professor would be able to live up to Williamson.

As she reached the pasture where the class was to be held, Silvia noticed that there were no hay bales for them to sit on like last year. So she took a seat on the grass along with the rest of her classmates. The professor was lying on the ground, picking worms, it seemed. “Hello Professor,” Silvia greeted in her usual manner as she waited for the lesson to begin.