As per usual, the early hour that Transfiguration was held during didn't seem to bother Toby in the slightest. He was there on time, in full uniform and as well groomed as it was possible for him to get. The cold didn't even bother him that much, seeing as the entire castle was already in some kind of eternal winter anyway. Plus, when you kept moving like he did, you tended to keep warm.

"Morning Professor Bellaire," Toby said as he saw the woman, sounding somewhat distracted as he immediately began looking around for his cloud. Once he found what he thought must be it (distinguishing clouds was difficult) he trudged through the indoor!snow to stand by a stool close to it and stood there waiting. And fidgeting, of course.