Even with the plague on the school known as Jemima Farley and her stupid little diary, Sweetie had found plenty of time to study both her normal classes and her animagi research. Even though she had covered what was needed, she was also reading what wasn't. Histories of past failings and achievements, known facts on successful and failed animagi, and whatever else she could get her hands on to study.

Walking into her professor's office, she gave a bright smile in greeting. One of the few who even got to see such a smile. Chrysanta was another member of such an exclusive club. Most of the rest of the school? Not so much. Even though her uncle was a kind man, even he had not caught a glimpse of such a smile since she was a child. But that was irrelevant. Taking a seat, she set down the books she had brought with her. Some he had given her, and some that had been from the library.

Sweetie was a determined girl. Some of the books she had found on the matter had seemed to have not been opened in quite a while. If the house elves hadn't been dusting regularly, she would be sad to say that there might have been a thick layer of dust before she got her hands on such books. Perhaps she was overthinking things, but it was her opinion. "Hello Professor." She greeted.