The smell of animals hit his nose first, then the few students picking seats caught his eye. Divination was going to be an interesting course this year, each class he was mildly surprised by the way his head of house taught the class. Learning from the animals today was no doubt the strangest way he had learned thus far. He waved at Professor Vance, "Good morning." He was more chipper than he was at the beginning of his double Potions class.

He picked one of the blue mats toward the side of the area thinking that he would be able to see hear, and just avoid drawing attention. His mother was great at this sort of thing, but she didn't pass it on to him thus far in his life. He was hoping that someone would come be his mat partner, and know what they were doing for the most part.