Originally Posted by Starbreeze

"My hair!" Eino exclaimed taking yet another close look at the hair. He brought the goblet very close to his face and studied it for a few seconds. It was rather short and light. Well, how did it end up there? He recalled resting his head on his hand soon after he poured himself the juice so it was possible it fell in the goblet soon after that. "Blimey!" Eino said putting his goblet down, disappointed that it wasn't house-elf hair. He would very much like to collect some of it to experiment with it. Perhaps it was the missing ingredient for this sneezing potion. Eino returned his attention to the boy nonetheless, who continued to answer his questions. House elf magic was not transferable by hair? So house elf hair wasn't a potions ingredients? "Blimey..." Eino repeated. Maybe by house-elf tail? Did they even have a tail? Or perhaps their eyes. Eino took the goblet back in his hands and smiled at the boy. "Thank you!" He began to slide himself back to his spot but stopped suddenly. Oh, where are my manners! He thought to himself as he turned to the boy a second time. "My name's Eino, by the way. What is yours?" Eino only knew another older student, and that was Mr. Jimmy, who had suggested he use roadkill to make pretty and handsome coats, which was rather a nice idea since Eino didn't know about roadkill.