Jacob entered the History of Magic classroom happily. He was in a good mood that morning, though he wasn't really sure why. He wasn't much of a morning person, and it was definitely too cold for his taste outside, but he was still feeling cheerful. He guessed that was better than being grumpy, so why analyze it too much?

"Good morning, Professor," he greeted his teacher warmly. "And thanks!" he added as he grabbed a cookie shaped like a Christmas tree. It might technically be too early in the morning for cookies, but technicalities be darned. Christmas cookies were the best.

He made his way over to his usual seat and settled in, pulling out the things he thought he would need for the class -- parchment, ink, all that sort of stuff. He looked around the room, seeing if there was anyone he knew in there, but it was all people he only recognized by sight. He made sure his things didn't encroach onto the space next to him, though, in case someone wanted to sit down. He wasn't opposed to some company. Again, good mood.