Violet paused momentarily in the doorway to the classroom, surveying its appearance. A courtroom! Funny, she had just been thinking this morning over breakfast that, now that she was seventeen and of age in the Wizarding World, she could be tried as an adult now if she happened to get into any trouble. Not that she planned to (but things don't always go as planned).

"Hello, Professor Holden," she remarked as she drew one of the cards. Hmm, white. Guess she'd find out later what that meant. Though she could see Claudine and Ashley, two students she felt she could now call friends, had chosen other colours, which meant they probably wouldn't be working together today.

Trying not to feel disappointed, Violet proceeded into the room and looked for a seat. And then she saw them--the vines! She felt a chill go down her spine--this was the third time now she'd seen plants behaving strangely at Hogwarts. Once was just another school oddity, twice may have been a coincidence, but three times--that meant there was definitely something going on. And, based on past experience, Violet doubted that it would be something good.