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A yawn spread across Cordelia’s face as she entered the transfiguration classroom. She was completely exhausted, more so than she usually was for morning lessons. Last night had been one of those nights of interrupted sleep and generally feeling awful due to high blood sugar that just wouldn’t go down. ”Uuuuugh,” Cordelia groaned in an attempt to greet the professor as she passed by him. Her hair was sticking up all over the place and she could feel the dark circles beneath her eyes. Blinking as she tried to stay awake, Cordelia took a seat. What class was this? She glanced around the room in search for clues that would jog her memory. Ah yes, transfiguration. The bleary eyed girl fumbled around in her bag for her parchment and quills to take notes. Finding them, she placed her note taking supplies on her desk. In preparation for the lesson she wrote Transfiguration on the top of her paper, although the word came out rather illegible as after the initial “T” her handwriting gradually devolved into meaningless scribbles. Yep, totally ready for this lesson.
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