Miranda had been dreading this class. The las DADA lesson had indeed been very interesting, but the thought of how she had embarrassed herself last time was still fresh in her mind.

That's why she was walking so slow.
But she had arrived outside the classroom, gulped and peered inside. Her mouth fell at the sight. It was like a birthdayparty for a three year-old. Awesome!

With a grin, she stepped inside, but suddenly squinted and started to turn around, taking in her surroundings, as if something was about to jump out and scream 'Boo!' at any second. This seems fishy...