Allison walked into the interesting looking room. Grinning foolishly she took a seat and looked around the room. Spotting a few familiar faces Allison began to take out her parchment, quill, and ink. Suddenly her eyes landed on her Professor and she rose an eyebrow. Jacks? Really? She liked Charms already.

Dipping her quill in ink Allison wrote on a parchment:
With her tongue between her teeth, and a crease between her eyebrows Allison formed the parchment into a tent and placed it in front of her on the desk.