I didn't mind my classes, but I did notice that Elphaba and I had identical schedules.
One day, when our Animal Studies professor, Doctor Dillamond, flipped over his chalk board to give us a quiz, the questions had been completely erased. When I saw the words, ANIMALS SHOULD BE SEEN AND NOT HEARD, I felt furious and wanted to launch myself at the person who did this 'cause I had a feeling that Doctor Dillamond was the underdog now.
He dismissed the class, but Elphaba and I stayed behind. Elphaba quickly said, "Doctor Dillamond, Max, and I, we can help out, if you want us to, right Max?" I nodded and pressed my hands together.
Doctor Dillamond decided to explain to us what was going on here in Oz, but when we learned that Elphaba and I learned that something bad was happening here in Oz, we couldn't believe it.
"Oh, Miss Elphaba, the things one hears these days. Dreadful things. I'VE HEARD OF AN OX, A PROFESSOR FROM QUOX NO LONGER PERMITTED TO TEACH, WHO HAS LOST ALL POWERS OF SPEECH. AND AN OWL IN MUNCHKIN ROCK, A VICAR WITH A THRIVING FLOCK, FORBIDDEN TO PREACH. NOW HE ONLY CAN SCREECH. ONLY RUMORS, BUT STILL ENOUGH TO GIVE PAUSE TO ANYONE WITH PAWS—SOMETHING BAD IS HAPPENING IN OZ. SOMETHING BAD? HAPPENING IN OZ? UNDER THE SURFACE, BEHIND THE SCENES, SOMETHING BAAAAAAAAAAAAAD. Sorry, bad. Doctor Dillamond, if something bad is happening to the Animals, someone's got to tell the Wizard. That's why we have a Wizard. SO NOTHING BAD. I hope you're right. NOTHING ALL THAT BAD, HEHE. NOTHING TRULY BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD. Sorry, bad. IT COULDN'T HAPPEN HERE IN OZ..."