Journals? Well that was something new to Tammy, but then again she hadn't put as much effort into any of her lessons in the past couple of years. Effort she did, but excelling past others wasn't something she found usual to do, being her. Attending, doing her homework and just ebing there. That was something she could do.

Nodding, at Professor Shackleton's instructions about the journal, Tammy gave a little smile, her finger rubbing against the palm of her other hand, it was relaxing, and considering she felt really clammy in her robes, it was wiping the little sweat droplets away, which brought easy soothing to her. Like normal household muggle things did. She was a sucker for them.

Nodding once more, within a matter of ten seconds. Her name abbreviated to Tammy Wood, was written on her little name card, made in those seconds previous.