Transfiguration. Why did Benjy take this subject again? Probably because he coasted along in it just fine. Actually, he seemed to manage to do that in a lot of subjects - but none of them had a Professor like Bellaire. Yes, he respected her, but it didn't mean to say he liked her.

Regardless, Benjy straightened himself up outside the classroom, as seemed to be the norm nowadays. Everyone having a sneaky brush of their hair, or final lint rolling of their robes. In Benjy's case, it involved there was no stray food from breakfast, and checking that the polishing charm he'd used on his shoes had lasted it to the lesson. So far, so good. Shirt was tucked in, robes were neat, and he'd even taken his fang earring out.

Happy, he headed into the classroom, and greeted the Professor with a smile. "Good morning," he said cheerily, as he walked past the front desk and stood the other side of Vesper. Good morning indeed.