It was time for another care of magical creatures lesson. Zhenya had enjoyed the lessons so far this term, which was good. Hopefully her NEWT results would be okay... She hoped Vaska was doing well, though it felt like only a few days ago since she had seen the baby griffin. She'd have to pop in and see her again sometime soon.

There was a lovely campfire and some padding around for them to sit on. "Hello Professor," Zhenya greeted. She sat down and eyed the moving box. What on earth was in there?