Tobias had entered the room with a polite 'Good morning, Professor,' and was now stood by a seat in the general area he usually chose when arriving at a class: right at the side and nearest the windows. He nibbled nervously at the edge of his thumbnail as he glanced back and forth from the professor to the box thingy at the front of the room.

Transfiguration was the class he found harder than all of the rest and so naturally he was eager to improve and everything buuuuuuuuuuuuut... vibes. There were vibes. Coming from the professor. And the room was too quiet.

And he was trying really really hard not to bounce but even HE knew that now was not the time.