 Wowza!
If there was anything that could be considered a row in a place that was most certainly not a classroom, that's where the sixth year had been standing there whole time. A well cast insulation charm and layers upon layers of clothing kept the cold from being a big distraction, something he could not afford in a subject as complex as Ancient Runes. It required his undivided attention, so remaining in the back and away from friends struck him as a good plan.
Although, there was something to be said about the hours spent studying to keep up his marks or training for the IMPS and how they were beginning to take its toll; after all, it was difficult to be particularly concentrated when all he could think of was the warmth and comfort of his four poster bed back in the dormitory.
Fortunately, it was December. And with December came the holidays, and never had Levi Kenning been as excited and ready to go home for those two weeks as he was now.
With some interest, he allowed his eyes to wander and focus on the winged horses, wondering if his decision three years ago to not take Care of Magical Creatures would finally present itself as a problem. Surely they wouldn't have to fly on those aethonans? It was the dead of winter. Insulating charms would probably not keep his curly hair from freezing. But headmistress Hawthorne was apparently in the mood for jokes, and the boy resisted the urge to raise his eyebrows and laugh, unsure if it would've been at the joke or at her. In the end, he merely rubbed his face. At least now the location and the present four legged company made sense. He raised his hand before speaking up, "To elaborate a little on what Ava said, Headmistress, Ehwaz could also symbolize status. In ancient times, not everyone could own a fine horse--to possess horses singled you out, gave you some sort of--leverage over the rest." He paused for a moment, "or rank, if you will."
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