Caelen hung in the back of the broom shed. When she said she would get into everything this year. She apparently meant EVERYTHING. Including clean up activities. Because she was here, ready to help refurbish brooms. The same brooms that she JUST became comfortable riding.

"Um.. Professor? Ma'am?" Broom person. She noticed someone else had issues with figuring out what to call the person. Seriously, how did you address them? One of the great mysteries of life.

And their were a lot of Ravenclaws here. A helpful bunch they were apparently. That or diligent. Something like that.

Right. She had to complete her sentence, yeah?

"Is there anything you need me to do?" Because she was going to be a good citizen and help. Something like that.