Paul had told Emmeline to meet him after her classes on Friday. It was Friday after classes. He was waiting outside his meeting space, where he had told her to meet him at yesterday evening. He checked his watch. The meeting space beyond the door was waiting for her.

It looked relatively similar to what it had looked like since the start of term, a sandpit. There were a few minor additions that Emmeline would be learning about soon enough.

Considering things, the Herbology professor was in a good mood.