Wren nodded. It made perfect sense. It was something she had noticed in her earlier years, that the older students left on these weekends. Instead of using the time for studying, she and a few friends had used it to socialize in a spot usually occupied by a few rather rude sixth years. Well, she supposed they'd be seventh years, now.
"That's quite clever," Wren said, smiling at Miss Tatting. She tried to remember what she had studied at this point last year, but found her mind occupied much more by what she was learning at the moment. Still, it would be rude not to offer her experience as the older (and therefore more wise) of the two. "Are you finding any of it particularly difficult?" Wren asked.
"That's quite clever," Wren said, smiling at Miss Tatting. She tried to remember what she had studied at this point last year, but found her mind occupied much more by what she was learning at the moment. Still, it would be rude not to offer her experience as the older (and therefore more wise) of the two. "Are you finding any of it particularly difficult?" Wren asked.
Thank you so much, Bee!