[b]Caelum [/b]was silent through the class. As a muggle born she wasn't sure what to say. She didn't know the history so well as her classmates seemed to. Nor had she read ahead in her text.

When they were dismissed she wanted to catch up with Nolan. 

"You had some good questions in class today. Though... I'm not sure I'll be able to figure out the problem." She held up her sketchbook, in the middle was written [i]'How is it possible to curse the DADA teacher?'[/i] These were the only notes she took, around it were incomplete sketches of various things around the classroom: The faces of the two girls who were late to class, Sadria Quinn at the chalkboard, parts of the dungeon, the moldy stonework and barred doorways. 

"I guess we have enough time to think about it, though I don't know if that will help." She shrugged. "Is it lunch next? I think? Do you remember the way back?"