Muggle Studies was quite fun, Vivian decided. It was sort of interesting, not having to use magic to do stuff. Though, really, there wasn't much of a challenge to it because she wasn't of age yet, so she did pretty much everything at home without the use of a wand. At least, her mum wanted her to not rely on magic too much. But once the prefect entered the classroom, her first reaction was to stare at the sewing machines.

... What exactly were those? She preferred sewing by hand than those machines. It eliminated the risk of causing serious injuries (those things moved on its own!) so yeah, the prefect was eyeing the machines mostly. It was also quite evident what their lesson would be. She'd survive, sure.

"Good morning, professor," Vivian greeted the woman with a small smile before occupying her usual seat. Her eyes immediately fell back on the sewing machines. Hmm....