Beverly signed the waiver with effort and not very pleased for reasons. From her seat she watched as Professor Hadley managed to stand up with heels. HEELS for Merlin's sake. Had it been Beverly she'd have toppled over and ended up with a dozen bruises. HOW did women get so good at walking in heels? This intrigued the Wayne more than it should.

Logy?

What?

Beverly blinked. Oh, right. Class time. Woah! That'd been an odd train of thought. Jotting down what Professor Hadley was saying, the Slytherin underlined the question. Unfortunately she had no idea what techne meant on its self. Which was frustrating because Beverly Wayne liked knowing and not not knowing. But her quill was at the ready for taking down notes.