Sam sighed as she put her feet up on her desk, she had a headache so she hoped the class wouldn't be loud.

Sam saw her class arrive so she forced a tiny smile and she got up and looked at her class " Good morning, now you won't be able to apparate yet but what I want you to do is think of a place than throw the quaffle through the hoop and if it splinches than that means something went wrong if it doesn't splinch than something went right" Sam said with a small sigh.

He walked in, and Professor Hawthorn got straight down to business. Clearly today was not a day to be caught talking. Listening, a small smile crossed Humphrey's face. This would be an interesting lesson.

"So, just throw the quaffle through the hoop, and focus on it not splinching." he said to himself. Picking one up, he tested the weight, and focused on his quaffle. "Please don't splinch." Humphrey told it, and then threw it through the hoop.

Olivia walked into class and listened to what they would be doing today. She put all of her focus on the quaffle and and threw it through the hoop.

Alexis walked along to the class and huffed as Sam began talking. Boring, she thought to herself grumpily. She picked up the quaffle and held it in her hand. She'd rather be playing Quidditch, to be honest. She sighed heavily and focused on a location in her head. Home. She pictured her bedsheets, every intricate detail of the pattern on it, and her poster of the Holyhead Harpies above it. Her besides desk with the scratch on the top drawer, and the dent on the bottom one. The lamp that sat on it, and the book she'd left there before going off to Hogwarts. She launched the quaffle through the hope and focused hard on that image of home. Don't you DARE splinch, she growled in her head.

Sam could tell that none of them were very excited but there was really nothing she could do they weren't allowed to apparate yet.

Sam shook her head and sighed as she looked at her watch, " Well time is up sadly" Sam said while sitting on top of the desk.

" Class dismissed"