Amber eyes crinkling as he gave her a broad smile, Luke crossed his arms and chuckled.
"Miss Black, the werewolf. I'm honored to have you."
Looking at the rest of the students expectantly, Luke raised his eyebrows. He was met with nervous silence. Chuckling heartily at this, the professor made a motion with his hands that looked similar to the motion a blossoming flower would make, if sped up. With brilliant color, beautiful green wisps of energy flowed from his fingertips, racing throughout the classroom and causing a dramatic transformation to occur. In a flash, luscious greenery began to cover the whole class. Flowers, bushes, grasses and herbs of all sorts surrounded them within seconds, covering the ceiling, floor and walls. Little golden fairies appeared also, flitting from plant to plant.
Walking casually up to a fairy that was busy flitting around a berry bush, the professor held out his finger. The tiny creature saw this and giggled. Flying into the air, the fairy perched on the outstretched appendage, settling onto his index finger like one would sit on a bench. Eyes flashing with all the knowledge he would impart over the course of the year, Luke picked a small luminous berry from the bush that the fairy had been on moments before. Holding the berry up to the class, Luke spoke with power and clarity.
"Can anyone tell me what this little golden berry is called?"