Anila’s POV
After I finished showering and changing my clothes, I headed off to Professor Howl’s classroom for advanced magic. Thankfully, I remembered where his classroom was.
Taking a deep breath, I ascended the steps that led to his classroom. By the time I reached the top floor, I was winded and all I wanted to do was sit down. There weren’t many students in the room yet and I was glad that I was able to get a good seat.
I didn’t even have a wand yet.
Was a wand required for taking magic classes? Nobody had said anything about it, and it wasn’t on the Principal Rapport’s material list. But maybe it was one of those things that didn’t need to be said.
Swallowing the lump in my throat, I sat in one of the seats towards the front of the room as more students piled into the class.
