After staying up too late studying the night before and missing breakfast that morning, Emmalyn trudged up to the fifth floor. Just before entering the room, she plastered on the brightest smile she could, hoping to get herself awake and in the proper mindset for class. "Good morning, Headmistress." She greeted, surveying the new seating arrangement. She scanned for the best seat, one she could use to her advantage and didn't directly face Professor Hawthorne, just in case she failed at keeping the exhaustion off her face.

As she took her seat, she noticed the five tables and concealed lumps under them. She wondered what was up with all of the professors hiding objects under blankets this term. Either way, she was very curious to find out what was hidden and what fun was to be had.