K was quite pleased that for ONCE she could remember where she was supposed to be heading to. Care of Magical Creatures, which honestly she just hoped this was a class in which they would NOT be scooping poop as seemed to be becoming the normal. Besides, the mud itself was gross and a downer at the time. She glanced down at her mud covered shoes, making a small face before looking up as she made her way towards the lesson area and noticed the PIT. Merlin, she hoped that was just gross mud but it definitely also had a certain .. aroma. She wrinkled her nose slightly, wishing she had kept the nose plug from Herbology.

Spotting Professor Williamson, she offered a polite smile and a nod. "Good morning, Professor. Do you need some help with that?" she nodded her head towards the bale he was currently breaking apart and throwing into the pit. She wasn't sure if there was another pitchfork around, but it was polite to offer.

Oh, except maybe that's what their class was today? No magic = student labor? Honestly, brilliant.