Nigel was humming some songs to to him were guilty pleasures. He did not really care at this point. Might as well have some fun before he makes his way to class. But no dancing. That was saved for the common room and dorm room. Maybe the prefect's bathroom. But that was it.

Ah, there was Professor Facial Hair 2.0. He would not come up with anything better. So..yeah. Even taking his time getting here. It was pretty easy to see something move through the grass. Potato.....Please not garden gnomes. Other than chucking them out of orbit. They were not fun.

"Hey. Professor Thompson. Visit any good joke shops recently?"