Molly made her way into the powers area, still feeling a little itchy. Somehow, she'd managed to turn herself into an otter while she slept, and changing back always made her skin uncomfortable. She went into the classroom, looking with chagrin at the decorations. [i]Oh, gods. This lady needs some interior design advice, now![/i]

The class name only made it worse. She was terrible at conjuring anything, much preferring to transform something that was already there. She didn't exactly have high hopes, but took out her notebook, preparing to make the best of it.