Though Adi had practically skipped his way to the History of Magic classroom, he was by no means really excited for the subject itself. He found History quite boring but he was looking forward to seeing Professor D. And to collect that book.

"Professor D!'' Adi said, going up to the man's desk. "How are you?'' He eyed the bare feet curiously. What, no shoes? Anyway, he wondered if the man remembered him. Something told him yes. People never seemed to forget him.

The first year decided on a seat near the front of the room. That way he was less likely to fall asleep and let's face it. History made normal people fall asleep. "Take off my shoes?'' he muttered as the thought that Professor D was totally cool flashed in his head. "Don't mind if I do!'' Adi did just that, pulled off his shoes along with his socks. Swinging his feet (which were too short to touch the ground), he wrote out the the info needed: