Norah grinned. "Kittredge, sir. Norah Kittredge." Whoops, she guessed she had forgotten to introduce herself on the way in. Although she had heard some mixed opinions on Professor Culloden, she decided she liked him. At least the smiley face on the board made him see like a man worthy of respect.

After scribbling down the ingredients and instructions on her parchment, Norah pulled out her supplies from the potions kit she had gotten over the summer in Diagon Alley. Inspecting everything closely to make sure they were clean, she rummaged through her ingredients until she found something that seemed as if it could be a unicorn horn. A quick glance around the room confirmed her assumption, and she set herself to the task of grating half of it. Up, down, up, down. The methodical task was oddly soothing, considering she was in the process of pulverizing a solid object, and paired with the calm blue of the walls and the cushion of her chair Norah found her eyelids growing heavy. Wait. Being tired would definitely result in something blowing up She shook her head slightly and focused on the unicorn horn as more of it disappeared into her bowl. She was NOT going to blow anything up, thank you very much.