History of Magic! How exciting! The eager eagle marched into the classroom with a spring in his step and a smile on his face. "Good morning, Professor Finch! Beautiful day today, eh?" he quickly made his way towards the rest of the class only to have the smile wiped off his face completely as he discovered the seating arrangements. Uh-oh! His name was on one of these nametags, and he had to actually search for it? Yikes. Now begins the awkward shuffling around the room trying to spot a "Garreth Kenway" on one of the pieces of paper. He scanned the tags he could see from where he stood and upon coming to terms with the fact that his name was on none of them, he began the search. His first stop was over at Esme's table. She was probably the one person he'd spoken to the most out of everyone in the room - not that that was saying much - and he sort of hoped he'd be sitting with her, but alas, his name wasn't there. He gave her an exaggerated frown and moved over to Kitty's table. Nope. No "Garreth" there either.

He searched hard and found none. He searched harder and found noner.

Aha! There it was! ... At an empty table. Fantastic. Well, at least he'd found his seat. Now the lesson could begin! Well, maybe after at least half the class had arrived. Was it too soon to start asking questions? Yeah, probably. He'd just have to shut up and doodle on his nametag for now. Dum dee dum. Could he ask questions now? No, probably not. How about now? No? How about now? Now?