Violet was feeling better than usual this morning because she was enjoying the colder weather. And she rather enjoyed Transfiguration--not quite as much as Potions, but it was becoming one of her favorite subjects. "Hello, Professor..." she started to say as she entered the classroom, but stopped in her tracks. There was no professor, only a dog--which would have been nice, only there was also a sign saying not to pet it.

But what struck Violet with dismay was the arrangement of the classroom--like some sort of sports rink. Violet disliked sports at the best of times and was still getting water out of her shoes from the snitch-catching exercise over the pool in Flying Class. She had quite enough of wizarding sports as it was, was every class going to involve them? Sighing to herself, she headed to a bench on the left side of the rink, got out her things, and prepared to wait.