Okay, really. She knew Hogwarts was a school of magic, but first Defense Against the Dark Arts, and now this? Had they run out of money to buy real desks this year, or something?
Well- as long as they still got to learn some real Arithmancy, it would be good enough for Sinead. She was absolutely convinced that she was going to be top of the class- she always had been in maths lessons before, and the skills had to be transferable, right?
Though... some of her other lessons had kind of taken her by surprise so far, but she knew she could straighten those out if she worked hard enough. Except maybe Herbology. She wasn't here to be a gardener.

Anyway- she wasn't it Herbology now. Pleased to see she was one of the first to arrive, she stepped smartly over to the Professor, trying to ignore the dog (?!) which was sat nearby.
"Good morning, Professor," she said, seating herself on a nice cushion right at the front of class. At least they had some kind of desks provided; ready to take notes, she arranged quill and parchment on the surface, impatient for the other students to arrive.