Spotting Ivory Allison walked over towards the girl and gave a big grin to her new Herbology professor. December was turning out to be beautiful, and at the moment seeing a few patches of white in the distance she could smell Christmas in the air. She had waited long and patiently for December to come, and now that it was there she remembered that her shopping was on hold. Well that would not do. Once out of class perhaps she'd head over to Hogsmeade. Yes.