Minerva walked out on the pitch. Last flying class of term, but something seemed off. Looking up she saw the professor in the stands, but were the stands moving? She had to be seeing something wrong. Smiling at the group that had already formed and retrieved a school broom to get ready for when class began.

Looking around she saw something covered up and a note. As soon as she saw 50 points taken off Minerva hurried to be as far away from it as possible. No need to get any points taken this late in the game. No.. no she wouldn't be doing that. Wanting to get up in the air Minerva looked back to the stands for instructions.