Oh, ...she was in a good mood. Which was, well...GOOD. Sophie knew this woman fairly well, and she knew if you said something--ANYTHING--the wrong way, she'd go off. So good, so far, though. She heard Lucien behind her, which was good, too. A team of two, yes?

...and why was she so worried? She'd just sat at the dinner table with this woman, the one at home and not just at school, a few weeks ago.

How could she help? "Well, a potion got us this way," she said, meaning the UNSIGHTLY beard, "so we were thinking a potion could get us out. It's not our fault, though. Professor R. French had us do Arithmancy with these beards, because he said we'd get better answers this way. He gave the entire class an actual beard. Then at the end of class, he just said goodbye and left before anybody else. So now...we're all stuck."

THE ENTIRE CLASS. O_O