It was slightly off-putting to throw the gnome, just to start all over again. CoMC seemed to be a popular class, and there were many students. This was why Marisol didn't see as many gnomes. She waited for one to come.

A sly little creature scurried out from under one of the bushes to Mari's left. It had its sights set on the first years muscular thigh. But Marisol put her foot down. Literally. It kept moving, but that gnome wouldn't go anywhere on her watch.