Avalon arrived to Muggle Studies with a copy of her schedule in hand. She only had to look at it every few minutes to remember where she was heading. Of course, she could always follow her classmates, but it seemed like the memory problem was affecting people more and more every day. So she didn't exactly trust them either. As soon as she entered the room, she stopped in her tracks. Uh, did she have her schedule wrong? Why was there a....pool?

Glancing down at her schedule again to confirm, and noticing Professor Schmoe, she figured she was in the right place after all. "Hi, Professor," Avalon said as she untied her shoelaces and slipped off her socks. The Ravenclaw stepped cautiously into the pool, wondering what they would be studying today. It couldn't be swimming - there wasn't enough water in this thing. But why else would there be a pool in the classroom?