Climbing a ladder to enter through a trapdoor? What an unusual way to enter a classroom. Bronislava made her way into Divinations, slowly taking in the appearance of the room somewhat insipidly. Why was it so dark and eerie in here? This only further served to confirm the notion that the subject was flaky and fraudulent. But her presence here was to serve a purpose, hopefully two. So she would be in attendance.

Once adjusted to the dim light, Bronislava's eyes fell on the eldest person at the front of the room - the supposed professor. She allowed the ends of her lips to curl ever so slightly in a faint, cordial smile as she stopped just in front of her to greet her. "Good day. I am Bronislava Zvonimir. Zhank you for allowing me to sit in on your lesson." No, she wasn't thrilled about having to attend a lesson she did not see as a true science or wizardry, but she would represent her school with poise and respect. She had manners and would use them.

The Durmstrang girl then turned to find a seat, her eyes falling on the few already seated. She recognized the girl Minerva whom she had met at Hogsmeade and gave her a curt nod before starting to walk her way. But then she saw another, more familiar person and veered in her classmate's direction. "Karina," she greeted simply before taking the seat next to her. Pulling out her parchment, she scribbled a few things in Croatian, giving a glance to her surroundings then back at Karina.