Toby's school bag was more packed than usual today, being that he had the clothes he'd transfigured for this class neatly folded up inside it, along with all his texbooks (because if there was something Tobias could never do, it was remember what classes he had on any given day; best just to carry them all around with him). After checking his uniform was up to par with the Bellaire's standards, at least as far as he could tell, Tobias stepped into the classroom.

Or, err... ballroom.

Unsurprised by the new set-up, but still impressed, Toby headed over to stand by one of the seats the lined the sides of the room, tapping his foot habitually once he'd come to a standstill, and nodded at the professor.

"Hi Professor Bellaire," he said simply, before looking around at his surroundings again. "Love what you've done with the place."