[color=00a651][center][h1] Lauren Millie Austen [/h1][/center][/color]

Lauren frowned, the anger of her housemate making reason, but the ginger didn't see it useful for them to get angry at that. Only to try and do what they could, studying on their own. And even if their classmates were basically useless, she trusted her own abilities and her work to do everything. 

[color=00a651]"Yeah, it's a mess, but too late to really solve it"[/color] Lauren said, trying to sound peaceful. It was better not to keep discussing something that didn't have a real solution. [color=00a651]"We'll see how it goes"[/color]

[color=00a651]"And you are in for a ride, then"[/color] she answered the exchange student, an image of professor Blackwell in her mind. [color=00a651]"Our potions professor is competent, and actually pretty good in what he does, but..."[/color] she stopped, trying to think of a softer way to say what she thought of him [color=00a651]"he is not really nice. Usually, it's better to keep out of his sight, just in case. He is quick to give away punishments and take points"[/color] she admitted. 

She started walking and going down the stairs, getting to the dungeons as soon as possible, not really wanting to be late. Lauren led the way, soon finding the classroom and, thankfully, finding it almost completely empty. Very few students were there, sitting, some of them in unusual seats for them. She started walking to a bench, before a voice she didn't expect stopped her completely. "Where are you going, Miss Austen? The summer made you forget how to read?" the tall and dark figure that was their professor appeared in one of the side doors, arms crossed and his usual frown in place. "Take a look at the blackboard"

The ginger muttered a [color=00a651]"Yes professor Blackwell"[/color] before going to the front of the class to check the board, seeing that their names were written in a map of the class seating places. Well, just perfect. 

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