Finally. Sky had started to wonder what had happened to potions classes as end-of-term drew nearer. Not that this was particularly her favorite, the lack of these lessons was just odd. And when she stepped into class, she saw something just as weird, if not weirder. Professor Lafay was just sitting there twirling a vial of...... was that ice cream? between her fingers. Ugh, if they were being expected to make the stuff.... But then again, she couldn't remember a time that she'd seen the woman eating the ice cream. Hmm, maybe they were making a potion to cure those who had become oddly attached to the junk? Hopefully?

"Hello, Professor," she greeted politely before taking her seat.