Emmanuelle hadn't really been planning to come to this seminar, as she had a lot of homework that needed to be done. But, curiosity had won out in the end, so she made the short trip from the dungeons up to the ground floor and the room off the Great Hall. When walked into the room, she was momentarily shocked at seeing a little old man in a wheelchair greeting the students. Even more shocking to her was the object he seemed to be clutching. What was that thing? It seemed to emit some kind of light, whatever it was....

"Oh hello, sir," she greeted smiling, finding herself a seat. "Sure thing." She looked at the desk in front of her and quickly found the name tag. Picking up the quill, she quickly but neatly wrote 'Emmanuelle Moreau' and stuck the tag in an easily visible place on her shirt. Ready!