Sophie as usual was sitting at her desk under the window sucking a sugar quill. She listened to the Proffesor very carefully but her parchment in fornt of her was covered in little drawings and scribbles, nothing that would help her revise.
This was a typical Sophie moment; She didn't write much but always seemed to do quite well in her tests despite having written very few school realted sentences the entire year. Right now she was staring out at the grounds wondering what she would switch. |