Ahhh, Professor Truebridge. Anna was going to miss this professor once she'd graduated, that was for sure. He always managed to keep things interesting...and thank Merlin he'd forgiven her for the act she pulled in Diagon Alley back when was a sixth year. She strolled into class, textbook in hand, and stopped for a moment by the professor's desk. She started to say hello to him, but he appeared to be very interested in a book, so she'd refrain from conversation. To be polite, though, she sort of waved a little, then passed by his desk and looked for a seat of her own.

The classroom wasn't set up quite like it usually was, but then again, Anna was sort of used to rearranged classrooms to accommodate different lessons. She slid into a seat near the front, cracked her textbook open, and began to read.