Sky walked into the History of Magic classroom and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was CLEAN. The air even smelled clean and dust free, if such a thing was possible. Which meant that she was approaching this class with the first actual smile that she had smiled for awhile. Obviously someone was able to get that stupid elf away from the gross abominations to cooking it was creating.

Anyway, she greeted the BOG guy-turned-professor with a "Hello, Professor Vinteren," and found herself a seat near the front, placing her bag by her feet after pulling out her textbook, notebook and pen. Ready.....