Wade walked to where his first Transfiguration lesson took place after making sure he looked presentable. He recognized incredibly clean atmosphere, taking in the sight of the tiny gargoyles and boxes on the desks as soon as he entered.

Wade then turned to smile at his Professor. "Lovely day, Professor Bellaire." Before he walked towards one of the desks to stand by before he was allowed to sit. Whilst standing, his eyebrows furrowed a bit at the sight on the board, this could be interesting.

Jory entered the neat classroom. The first thing he noticed were the gargoyles' and the boxes on each desk. He was rather curious. And there was Professor Bellaire. He had gotten so accustomed to her teaching Charms. Never the less, he was looking forward to the lesson.

"Good day, Professor,'' the badger said. Knowing that he wasn't to take as seat as yet, he stood next to a desk in the third row. And that's when he noticed the formula like thing on the board. "It's like maths all over again,'' he thought. He hated math.

After making sure she was tidy enough with her hair kept, tie in place, skirt well-smoothed out, Beezus sauntered inside the classroom, a smile plastered to her face as she bowed slightly at their former Charms Professor. "Good day, Professor Bellaire."

Then she turned on her heel and went over to a desk at the back of the room. No sitting yet because that was how a class with Professor Bellaire was. So, she stayed standing whilst her eyebrows knotted generally at the mini gargoyles distributed on all of the desks, and particularly at the one on hers.

Eh. Talk about creepy. And the formula of some sort on the board? Extra creepy.

Nigel had sure his outfit was tidy. What was with these professors and wanting perfect uniforms. First was Flamsteed and docking points for linty robes and everyone knows Bellaire loves a tidy classroom and outfit.

Nigel walks in and sees the desks are taller than last term. But he did grow some. So that was not a problem. But he was curious about the gargolyles. But not that curious to ask her about them.

"Hello, Professor Bellaire"

Sarah was nervous for this lesson. She had let her hops up when she heard there was a new charms teacher, yet she was let down when she found out who the transfiguration teacher was. She had made a stop in the mirror on her way to class, her bushy hair was tied back in a bun and she looked very put together.

She walked in, "hello professor!" she said. Then she spotted what was on the board. "YAY! a formula!" Sarah loved those. She knew them in terms of physics and maths yet now she was leaning one in transfiguration. She went over to a desk and stood behind it, in her mind substituting values into the formula

Oakey hiked his way up the stair and to the Sixth Floor until he reached the Transfiguration Classroom. He entered and greeted Professor Bellaire with a nice and quick "Hello Professor." He moved his way to one of the seats and paused halfway before sitting down....wait!...This was not only Transfigurations now, but a Bellaire classroom. Oakey straightened himself up and stood beside his desk. Looking over the desk and eyeing the small Gargoyle figure sitting beside a box.

Transfiguration Class was next and Kat was looking forward to it. She had no idea what reason it was, but maybe they got to learn something new for this lesson. Something as interesting as the previous lessons. Kat liked to learn new things and transfiguration was probably a class worth attending cos they might learn things useful for the... uh... common room crisis they were facing. The Slytherin Common Room was DEFINITELY a mess and as prefect, she was not going to tolerate this.

She entered the classroom, expecting to see Professor Magnus but instead she saw Professor Bellaire. Oh, right. She exchanged subjects for this term. Some Board of Governor member should've taken Charms for the term. And to think she'd have to face them again this term? Kat thought they were done with them with last term. She was proven wrong.

"Hello Professor Bellaire," the prefect greeted the professor then Kat went to stand near a table. A gargoyle, hmm? Will they be transfiguring this today? Kat looked up at the board too. Some notes...

... And a formula. Ew. Not looking forward to this class anymore.

Transfiguration...

Juliet walked her way up to the sixth floor, anywhere is quite better than the common rooms for now. Pay for entrance and then filthy areas in between, now that's something you don't usually see at Hogwarts. As she entered the room Juliet has not only spotted the professor but also the gargoyles on the desks. Juliet sat near the center as she flopped her bag into the floor and stared at the gargoyles for awhile. Soon she realized that she has forgotten to do something. She faced the professor and greeted her with a smile "Good day professor Bellaire" and whoah!

is that a formula??

Niamh Anfield-Hope stood uncomfortably in the Transfiguration classroom. It was her best subject but the Professor unnerved her. Come on now, or they'll call you Nervy Niamh here too, the blonde chided herself silently. "Hello Professor," She managed, eventually.

It was then that the Ravenclaw began to notice things around her. Once again, she was alone, not having made any friends yet. Inwardly, she cursed her father for making her switch schools halfway through. Casting her eyes around the room, Niamh tried to guess what the lesson would be like. There were little gargoyles on the desks, which Niamh found rather endearing, and a complicated-looking formula written up on the board. Niamh smiled. She had a keen mind and that formula was just the type of thing she liked to test her brains with. It seemed that there might be something she liked about this odd, poorly funded establishment, after all.

Transfiguration had always been one of Ochi's favorite classes so she headed to the Transfiguation classroom with a burning passion to learn more spells and change the world around her even more. She soon entered the classroom and the first thing she see's is a formula on the board. Ugh, she had not seen math in ages, this was going to be a long lesson but there was still magic and that will still make this class some what fun. She took her seat and waited hoping math would not bog down one of her favorite classes too much.

AH TRANSFIGURATION. Not sure why but Zeke was skipping....TO CLASS.

ZEKE. SKIPPING. What on Merlin's beard was it with this guy? Nothing really. He just thought that despite that whole pay knuts to enter business going about in Hogwarts, the Gryffindor learned to appreciate other things in life. Like his studies? Because it'll help his future? Yeah. Life is GOOD. Very good.

Smiling to himself all the while, he entered the classroom. "Greetings, Professor Bellaire!" GRIN. His smile never faded even as he read the formula on the board. Ah. What beautiful formula it is. It must have took its creator so much time and wisdom to formulate it. Yes. Now we shall acknowledge such piece of work, no matter what those letters meant.

Good day, indeed.

STILL exhausted from lack of sleep and the stress of disgusting living arrangements, Dylan hauled himself up flights of moving stairs to the sixth floor. Transfiguration, a subject he liked to think he was rather good at. He had gotten an O with it OWL level...

Yea, though grumpy and annoyed, the Slytherin was STILL proud about those scores.

Stepping through the door, Dylan noted the classroom's neat appearance and visibly sighed with relief. Clean. It SMELLED clean. Trust that Professor Bellaire would maintain that sort of atmosphere...Not that he was minding at all right now. There was a reason he STILL had all his belongings shrunk down carefully placed in his bag.

CRINGE.

Nodding to the woman rather formally, the Captain stepped up to a desk and stood rigidly beside it; clothes, hair and appearance all in order. "Professor."

Minerva made her way up to the transfiguration classroom, she couldn't help but feel a bit sad going to class today. She loved Professor Magnus and was still disappointed to see that she was no longer teaching. As she got to the door, she checked her robe to make sure it was neat and made her way into the room. Giving Professor Bellaire her best smile, "Hello Professor, Congratulations on the new position." Did you congratulate people on changing positions? She wasn't sure, maybe Bellaire didn't want transfiguration and in that case, no way should she have said that.

Making her way to her usual front seat. She didn't sit remembering charms classes and all of the sudden she felt a little uneasy about her favorite subject. Trying to push it aside, she knew Bellaire was a good teacher even if she was on the more stricter side.

Transfiguration!

She was very enthusiast with this class. Why? Because it's transfiguration. Christina loves transfiguration and when she was still in her old school, she really enjoyed the class since it was very fun and easy to understand. But.. well, hoped she would enjoy this one too.

Walking happily to the classroom, the fourth year Slytherin entered the classroom with a smile and saw the Professor was already there. Wait.. she didn't look... nice. So, be careful. "Good day... Professor." She greeted her politely. Then she walked to the seat, not to sit since she watched none of the students were sitting. Okay.. Her brown eyes stared at the board. Huh? It wasn't a muggle physics class, was it? They're not gonna discuss the formula what has been written there, right? If yes, Well... She didn't know.

Transfiguration. Right. Derry wasn't too sure about this lesson... she hoped it wasn't ridiculously difficult. She made her way up to the classroom and entered. "Hello Professor." she said nervously. The woman looked strict... Derry just really hoped she didn't mess up.

She stood next to one of the desks in the middle of the room like the other students and eyed the gargoyle thingy... that was pretty cute actually, despite its angry looking face. Derry took out her quill and parchment and held them, ready to note down the equation and writing on the board when they were sat. Maths, right? Like in muggle school? She could sort of do that if she really had to... but she hated it. Meh. Anyway... this would be different, right? This was magic...

Though she'd never had to do maths when she was doing transfiguration at home.

Finally this was the class Mack was looking forward to, Transfiguration, straightening up her robes and smoothing her hair before she entered, she calmly walked into the classroom, seeing tiny gargoyle's on each table she knew she had a rather confused look on her face but it turned into a smile as she saw the professor standing at the front of the room "Hello Professor, nice holiday I hope." Looking at the blackboard she saw they already had notes to copy down, but she stood behind a chair, so as not to block the doorway, awaiting permission to sit.

Natasha opened the door, and walked into the transfiguration classroom. She saw that she was not the first one there, but thankfully, not late either. Quickly she glanced around, and decided on a desk at the front of the classroom. Walking past all of the other desks, she noticed how organised everything was. Natasha liked that. She liked for everything to have a place, and to be in its place.

Quickly picking a desk, Natasha followed everyone's lead, and stood by her desk. Why did they not sit? She figured she would find out soon enough. As she had been walking in, Natasha had heard a few of the other students greeting the professor, so she figured it was best to do so as well. "Hello Professor." Natasha said to a very strict looking professor. She liked her already.

Bliss was tired. Why couldn't she just stay in bed, although, it wasn't very pleasant down in her dorm as of late. Plus, the air was fresher up here, so maybe that would wake her up a little more. Getting out of bed had taken too long today, but she'd still managed to pull herself into some sort of order. All of herself, that is, but her mind and hair. Her hair was pretty wild today, her normal smooth curls raging, just like her mind. Heh. Ironic.

Taking the last turning, she came to the classroom entrance and stuck a smile on her face and quickly tried to tame her hair, to no avail. Wellllll, whatever. She walked in and flashed a smile at Professor Bellaire. Wait .. what? Someone had definitely forgot to mention this change in Professors to her. That, or she'd, um, missed it in the feast. Probably the latter. Casting her confusion away, she greeted her with a simple, "hello, Professor," being walking over to a spare desk and standing beside it.

Time to tame her hair wait. Hmmm.

Today was a good day, no?

Lex skipped into the Transfiguration with a nice little smile fixed on her face. Transfiguration was alright; it wasn't terrible and she found it useful...just not as useful as DADA. Ah well, didn't matter. She was heeeere for class and there was nothing that could change that view--

Ohai strange scribbled complicated things that made her brain hurt. She thought to walk out and check the room once more. Had she walked into Arithmancy by mistake? She could still leave right?? She blinked at the words before her features relaxed again and she calmly walked over to her seat. Those weren't meant for them. Nah. The Professor was just having a little fun before the class got there and she forgot to erase her 'work'.

Lex understood. "Hello Professor!!!" She grinned extra wide at the woman as she took her spot behind her chair. No sitting, just a little bouncing was all.

Despite still feeling like he had been dragged through a hedge backwards, Theo did his best to scrub up well for Professor Bellaire's lesson, because that was what she liked. Clean and tidy students. But his eyes were still heavy and it was now joined by a huge headache. Whilst he blamed the lack of sleep for this feeling, he ALSO knew that "bad fumes" in the air were helping.

Totally not safe. We were totally thinking of transferring schools here.

It felt strange to go to Bellaire's lessons and it not being Charms. He had gotten used to Charms being his favourite lesson but eh, he guessed that Transfiguration could take it's place now. His eyes completely glaced over the gargles and the black board, because it was just nonsense written upon there, and just beeeeeeamed at Professor Bellaire.

Who was looking lovely, as per usual.

"Hello, Professor Bellaire." He took a seat, still smiling, but rubbing his eyes. Nope, he would NOT fall asleep in this class of all classes.

Nathan walked through the door to Transfiguration, looking forward to the lesson. This subject was one of his favourites, but he wondered if it would be enjoyable with the strict Professor. She was a good teacher, even if she was a bit on the strict side. He gave Professor Bellaire a polite smile.

"Good Day Professor"

After that polite greeting, Nathan made his way to the desk he usually sat at in the middle of the room. He liked the middle as he could see the blackboard clearly, and he could aslo see what was going on in the classroom around him. He didn't sit down, remembering past Charms lessons, and instead read the notes on the blackboard.

A complicated formula.

He hated formulas.

Wonderful

At least the classroom was clean, unlike the common room.

Forrest was glad that he had about half an hour until the transfiguration class, so he could arrive on time this time too. But really, it was the HARDEST thing on earth to find some place in this castle. If he didn't get lost already, it was because he had always been lucky to be around a Hufflepuff and he'd followed them to his common room. Hopefully, he'd spot a Hufflepuff this time too.

As it was his habit, he kept his head down this time too upon entering the class. He couldn't afford to be distracted by a magical object. Only when he reached a desk towards the windows, in the middle row, did he look up around. He almost sat down, until he straightened himself upon seeing many were on their feet. So it was the muggle style, eh? Alright. He noted that it was a custom to greet the professor too.

...yeah, not gonna happen any time soon.

Heh.

Ascanius had been asking around ever since he had found out that he was slotted to have transfiguration this hour. Typically he wasn't so enthused about this class because back at Durmstrang his professor had been a right awful pain. But HERE, at the school that ran on plastic apparently, transfiguration was a class taught by a FEMALE professor.

He hadn't even stepped in the classroom and he KNEW this lesson would be a faaaaaaar more interesting one then any one he had experienced in this subject before. So he straightened his tie, tucked his shirt in, ruffled his hair out of his eyes. Had to look more awesome then usual.

Then he strode into the classroom and took in the room. Neat freak. Duly noted. But at the head of the classroom was a REALLY fit female. Smirks. Awesome.

Smiling at her in his wildly attractive way because of reasons he said, "Pleasure to meet you, Professor." Internal battle. To say she looked really good or no? Yeah sure. Why not. "By the way, Professor, you look really nice today."

Now time to find a seat... And STAND next to it? Weird, but he'd roll with it,

Kace managed to find the Transfiguration classroom. He was even out of breath because before he found this room, he went into other secret rooms of the castle. He never knew how big this castle was. It was overwhelming to take in.

As he went into the room, he saw other students in the room. He looked around and then he noticed the professor in the front of the room. Kace nodded towards her. He did not know her name yet but he will. "Hello Professor."

As he sat down at his desk. He took out his notebook and copied down the equation. He did not know what this meant at all..but that is why he was in class right?