Sierra climbed the last step of the ladder then lifted herself into the Divination class. DEAR MERLIN. Hadn't Professor Ellwood ever heard of a CHARM?! Surely there was something she could have done to keep the room from feeling like it was floating in a fireplace.

Divination was so not worth this heat. Sierra only took the class because her mother made her. Apparently, the Minister's daughter had to be well-rounded. Whatever. What was Divination supposed to teach her anyway? How to be well-rounded with a crystal ball? Nah. That'd just make her look looney.

She did her best to wade through the students already in there, and then found herself a seat in the middle of the room.