Transfiguration Classroom 1: Second Years

"Miss James, Have some faith in your self. When you try your hardest the result can come out amazingly well. You just need to try harder." Alexa said to the girl.

"Mr Turrow, welldone for making your Goblet, well looking like a water goblet. 10 Points to Uchitel again Mr Turrow. Next Class I have decided to Go Over Animagus's and for you to try see if you have the talent to turn into a Animagus for the future. Now Pack up your things and go to next lesson." Alexa said to the class.

"And take you goblet or mouse with you!"

Kendera's hair curled in irritation, darkening to black at the patronizing tone. She had faith in herself. Any other class, and she wouldn't have the slightest problem. It was only this class. Transfiguration. Who needed it? She was a metamorphmagus. That was more change than most could even hope to achieve in a life time.

Swiping up the mouse (gently, despite her aggravation), the girl pocketed it, closing the flap of said pocket. There was wriggling within said pocket before a small, twitching nose poked out from the corner.

"Stay put!" Kendera admonished the rodent. The thirteen-year-old tugged the flap down and after some more shuffling, the mouse settled quietly in the bottom of the pocket. Grabbing the rest of her belongings, the girl left the room, eager to get to a class she actually excelled at.

"Alexa watched as everyone went out of her classroom. With a flick of her hand, the door shut behind the last student.