"'Scuse me, pardon me,...one side...ohp, commin' through, pardon me..." The divination professor fumbled through to the back benches, excusing himself as he moved over to the middle chairs on the back bench for the 7th years and Professors although there was no one that he needed excusing from. He was either bored or mad as he took a look around, waiting for others to show. Good thing he brought along some knitting.