Vivian needed to understand the logic of holding classes outside when it was clearly snowing and cold. The Slytherin wore a sweater on top of her shirt, a coat over the sweater, gloves on her hands, a beanie on her head, and pretty much covered herself with comfy winter clothes... because she wasn't exactly the kind of person who liked absolutely extreme temperatures. It was a pretty obvious now because as she trekked towards the spot where they were to hold their class, Vivian's nose was red as a tomato across her pale face.

Joining the class, Vivian tried to smile at the Professor but it looked more like an awkward one given today's weather. "Good morning, Professor..." the blonde greeted her Head of House, before going over to sit next to Skylar. She hoped the warmth of the fire and her own body heat would suffice.

If they were going to do some sort of warmth divination, Vivian couldn't wait.