[ Hermione, of course, is completely nonplussed by the moving frog. She just offers it up to Legolas, snapping the lid closed on it and trapping the little enchantment back, pushing it into her friend's hand with a bright smile. She remembers, of course, when all this magic, this world, was just as strange to her -- because she had been a muggleborn in the wizarding world and she'd had to learn fast or make a fool of herself (and that was one thing Hermione couldn't bear).

It's easy to focus on the conversation, though, hoping to urge Legolas away from his sadness and into more smiles. ]

I think I saw a little of that, when he teased about the archery to get you out of his hair. He's... Lovely, really. I'm going to miss him. [ At least Legolas will be able to go home and see his father again. When she goes home she'll never see any of her new friends ever again. ] Those poor kids - coming home screaming about dragons and fairytales with them as the hero or heroine.

[ Godric, in the card, seems to look up and nod at them and Hermione just smiles, looking pleased at the chance to go ahead and impart some knowledge. She loves talking to people, telling people things. It's why everyone imagined she'd be a teacher, though she knew her plans were different. ]

Well. In my school each new student is sorted into a house - there are four: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Each of them is named after one of the witches and wizards that founded the school and each House has a particular kind of student. Slytherins are cunning and determined, Hufflepuffs are kind and loyal, Ravenclaws are intelligent and witty and Gryffindors are brave and a little bit headstrong. I was sorted into Gryffindor, though it was a very close thing - I think I could have easily been a Ravenclaw if I wasn't so insufferable.