Naya was confused. She thought she was late to Potions when it seemed that she was actually pretty early. She was having a hard time keeping her schedule straight these days. As she entered the classroom, the horrible stench hit her and made her stop in her tracks. How would she possibly tolerate that smell for the entire class? “Hello Professor”, she said as she found at seat at an empty work station.

Would she be considered out of uniform if she reached into her bag and covered her face with a scarf? At least the smell took her mind off of her translucent body and failing memory. Naya got herself ready for class and wondered what they would be brewing with no magic. Just another day at Hogwarts.