Okay, so she may have not realized that not all the staff knew who all the students were. Oops? "Heather Xanthopoulos, sir," she answered the librarian, following the group out towards the stained glass windows. And at the mention of wombat droppings, she was glad that she had continued her tradition of wearing her rain boots to club meetings. Because apparently, one never knew what they would meet in the castle.