Fifth Year Transfiguration: Lesson One

Malory opened the door of her office and stepped out into her classroom. She was teaching the fifth year students for the first time today, and she had what she hoped would be an interesting lesson for them today. She certainly remembered enjoying Transfiguration back when she was a student, but then again she had absolutely loved the subject.

With a wave of her hand, she wordlessly charmed the chalk to levitate to the board where it began to write
Professor Wells
Fifth Year
Transfiguration

Happy that she had everything she needed for the class to begin, she sat down at her desk to wait for the students to arrive, once more hoping that none of the ones with Muggle heritage would recognize her from the Muggle media back when she was singing and modelling for a career. It didn't really matter if anyone remembered her from Wizarding news, for they had never created bizarre scandals and claimed she was involved in them. The Muggle media was a different matter entirely, and the reason why she had left the limelight and a promising career.

Still, even if they did recognize her, she was hardly going to let them ask a load of questions. She was here to teach Transfiguration, and that was the only thing she would answer questions on.

Garrus arrived for class fairly early, even for his standards. He slowly walked to his seat taking in his surroundings. Transfiguration was among his favourite subjects. Like Charm work, Transfiguration is achieved through concentration, precise wand movements, and the proper pronunciation of the incantation. throughout the years Garrus had managed to cause very few Accidents, besides the odd partial transfiguration.

Garrus placed himself around the middle of the classroom closer to the front then to the back. He took out his Class materials and plopped them in front of himself on the desk. Garrus looked up at the board and then to the teacher who seemed rather pleased to be here, unlike other teachers.

She was kind of Familiar. Garrus unintentionally stared at the teacher trying to figure out where he'd seen her before but as time dragged on, he didn't draw any conclusions from his thoughts and just appeared to be staring.
Finally noticing himself staring he looked drew his attention away from Professor Wells and looked at his material on the desk in front of him and waited for someone else to come in occasionally looking up at the professor again encase she said something about how early he was.