<strong>Professor Winn</strong><br/><br/>Sitting behind a desk was a witch in an emerald green hat, less vibrantly green triangle bikini top, and sky blue velvet robe.  The latter worn open.  The rest couldn't be seen because of her desk, but she seemed to be in her mid-thirties, not that this meant much with witches.  Regardless, she did not look overly happy, especially when Jaxon simply strolled in without knocking.<br/><br/>"Mister Kraden and Miss O'Mera, I presume?" her voice was clear and bright, with a faint hint of earthiness, reminiscent of being outside in the spring, "I suppose I should expect students with your current record to simply stride in and ignore propriety or privacy.  Early, though, I suppose that makes up somewhat.  Sit."