Dis blinked slowly, having gotten herself into a sort of daze, and shook her head. She wrote down what the Professor said about the color and the thing chasing her, wanting to connect the proverbial dots once she was out of the classroom. She packed her two books and quill into her back and stood up, albeit it difficulty. Standing up from a pouffe was not the easiest thing, especially in a uniform skirt. She waved her wand over her used mug of hot chocolate, performing a quick Evanesco, and picked it up, placing the clean mug on the professor's desk before exiting the classroom.