Werewolves | Sixth years

Care of Magical Creatures had always been a class that fascinated him. Even when his mum, obviously before she had gone into her coma, had been teaching him and would take him out on small field trips when there was time. Oliver began to reminisce those times, a small frown sketching upon his lips as he walked towards the grounds. Finally arriving, he stood there and looked around, surprised to actually realize that he was the only one there.