As Roman entered the potions lab with a book tucked under his arm and a set of bags under his grey-blue eyes, he nodded at Professor Adara and sat at a table near Aryan and Bryony, his two classmates he almost nearly seemed to gravitate towards in the mornings at breakfast. However, he sat at an empty table in case Charlie or Kenneth came and needed a seat. And if anyone else sat there, he wouldn't mind either.

He enjoyed Potions, but he was definitely enjoying the most recent book he had gotten his grips on. He had told his father to send it to him as soon as possible, and once Agatha Christie's The Mystery of the Blue Train. He knew he wasn't getting anything new with this read; he had read so much of hers the last year that he could almost guess the endings. Or so he thought. He somehow still got one or two details wrong, and with this one, it was no different.

He needed something new and different soon, though. He was hoping to find something in the Hogwarts' library, but his exploration over the first month of school had proved futile.