Heh, Sophie Newell at it again. Seriously, that Whitlock boy ought to just get ON with things and ask her out. It was so painfully obvious that he had a thing for the girl with the gorgeous hair. And of course Lolita took all the credit for that bit. Ay ay ay, too bad knocking boys upside the head was frowned upon, or that Slytherin would have a burrito-sized red spot on the back of his head already.

But on a more academic note, she was pleasantly surprised at how many students were so knowledgeable about Latin history, and Muggle Latin history at that. Her friend had done well with this bunch, that much was clear. And then there was Cutty Mordaunt, who seemed to have some sixth sense about Arithmancy. She nodded in approval toward the boy, though refrained from speaking. This was Fina's part of the lesson, not hers.