Before strolling out into Hogsmeade proper, she tapped her wand on her left shoulder, muttering a simple transfiguration spell. Gone were the tired professor’s glasses and standard Hogwarts robes, wrinkled after a hard day’s work. Taking their place were a set of black heels, form fitting jeans, and black lace camisole. A second wave of her wand was needed to uncoil her frizzled hair, only made worse by Floo travel. 