Delinting done (rather hesitantly on her leather jacket, for reasons) Sky stepped into the classroom.....

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Was the professor.....dancing?! Really?! After the goblins had stolen, well, almost everything?! Had someone slipped him an extra strength cheering potion? The Defense professor, perhaps? She had heard that the two were in a rather tense prank war. And that that was how he'd ended up with itching powder in his suit during the last lesson. Shaking off the curiousness of the scene, she found herself a seat, her bag again taking it's place beside her feet. "Hello, professor." And no dancing for her, thanks. And no cleaning either, please.