Her stripes weren't really cooperating either and when she switched wands her paper glowed briefly and then caught fire.

"You should be careful with that. Imagine when we're learning dueling or something."

"I really shouldn't learn dueling for unrelated reasons."

"Oh?"

"I'd have trouble with the footwork."

"That's unfortunate."

"Yeah, dueling might be fun otherwise. Maybe I'll be fine on a broom and I can pioneer broom dueling."

"Oooh, I'd like to see that!"

"There'd have to be rules about targeting each other's brooms though."

"Might make it too easy, but might not. Brooms are hard to hit."

"People on them would be too, though."

"They would still be a much bigger target."

"Yeah, that's true, I'm just worried it'd boil down to who can get whose broom to stop holding them up sooner and that's not the part that sounds fun."

"No?"

"Not to me anyway."

"What's the part that sounds fun to you?"

"Flying around hexing people! It's fine if this knocks somebody off their broom, but hexing the broom is different."

"Well, if you invent the sport I guess you get to make the rules."

"Yes I do."

Oh look it's Herbology.

Herbology is not really the most applicable for most people and probably shouldn't be in the standard curriculum. But tradition is tradition.

The singing mustard is cute though! It sings! Miranda identifies seeds of different pitches and drops them into her tin and manages to mostly play "A Rose Tree" by the end of class.

That's kind of clever. 

Will the professor let her keep a leaf as a whistle? The professor will not let her do that. Alas.

And that's all their classes for the day! They have a great deal of homework. Work promotes virtue, and all. They head off in a group to find the library.

Yay library! Miranda sits with Karen. She likes Karen.