 be curious, not judgmental
One of Sophie's faaavorite classes was a class she hadn't entirely anticipated to like so much when she had started at Hogwarts her first year. The subject was interesting and all, and it was one of the five that Wandmaker Ira Banner had told her to be especially skilled with, but she was surprised at how quickly Astronomy became one of her top three favorites and stayed there, next to Potions and Herbology.
This might have had something to do with the professor, who currently stood by his desk being his usual unpredictable self, twisting up a balloon. She appreciated that about him - he always kept them on their toes. The squeaking was irritating, though, and she cringed a little at the sounds upon entering the classroom, giving her robes a quick once-over with the lint roller. Were they all going to get to try to make cool stuff with a balloon? Or was he just keeping himself busy while he waited for everyone to arrive? She wouldn't really be surprised by that.
As she went to take her usual seat near Tobes, she raised a lazy hand in greeting to Flamsteed, "Good afternoon, professor." She sat by Tobes and went to offer him a smile, too, but he was engrossed in Flammy's antics. She couldn't blame him, really. Could the professor teach her to make her a dragon one?
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