"Yeh knew?" she replied incredulously. And then she saw the Professor falling backwards, only reacting too slowly to do anything other than wince and start to call out "Profess-!"Seemingly, all was okay though. Apparently this was meant to be the opposite of a dull office, though at the moment, it seemed very much like yet another concept of Myers' she didn't understand.

The Ravenclaw nervously dipped her foot into the ball pit as if she was checking the temperature of the water at a swimming pool. The balls were light, she could gather that much, and she started lowered herself down further when a ball was throw at her. He head whipped round to where she'd last seen Myers on the surface of the balls.

"Oi, dat's no fair, Mister!" she called out, picking up a ball in her left hand as she scoured the pit for a hint of movement. She'd be throwing it at him as soon as his head reappeared.

Patience was the game here...and, at the same time, she miiiight be starting to see quite how awesome a ball pit could be.