Nana had immersed herself in school records. She was looking through every important Transfiguration class held in the past ten years with the intent of figuring out exactly what her students would need a firmer grasp of in the upcoming year.

She had three piles of parchment before her, each carefully compiled into three categories; What needed revisiting, what needed to be outright taught, and what needed to be outright discouraged. This would take some time.

The laughter was heard first, before the knock and Nana watched the door curiously before crossing the way to open it up. "Professor Myers." Mild surprise slipped across her features. She had been expecting one of the children with a prank in mind. This was much more welcomed. "How can I help you, sir?" She asked, smiling as her eyes caught sight of the flowers he held. "Beautiful." Would it be improper to lean in for a sniff? Alas, she believed so.