Edric had never been a fan of large crowds, cramped spaces, loud noise, and giggly, giddy students. He didn't like socializing and most people tended to annoy him. So naturally he left the feast at the Great Hall a little early - only after he was sure his stomach was completely satisfied.

With a piece of bread in his hand, Edric absentmindedly allowed his feet to lead the way. He didn't have to think about the path he was taking; he'd taken it so many times before in the last term.

And he ended up in the wrong place anyway.
Wut.
Edric furrowed his brows as the spot where the duck pond had once been (hence the reason he'd brought some bread), came to view as... a boiler from the depths of hell, brought to the surface to melt away unsuspecting students.

Or. Maybe it was just a lovely hot spring that would come in handy in the upcoming autumn and winter weather. Leave it up to Edric to assume the worst, though. He'd already begun to suspect it was a trap set up by the school to punish wandering students. AKA him.

Well.
Best check it out.
Throwing the piece of bread aside, where a nearby squirrel ran by and took it away, Edric proceeded to pull off his shoes and socks, rolling up the hems of his pants to expose his legs just up to his calves. There was nobody out yet. Maybe he'd luck out and get to hog up the entire spring all to himself? >:]

Sitting by the edge, the boy dipped his feet into the water and sighed softly as the warmth traveled up from his toes to the back of his neck, dulling the boy into a sense of extreme calm and serenity.