Victims of the moving staircases? If Vivian had to count that, she would have given up when it reached thirty, which she was sure of. From the four years she had spent here as a studnet, of course the Slytherin had seen countless of people lose themselves in the maze that was Hogwarts. "Yes, that includes some of your American friends... and a couple of curious firsties," she said while nodding. "But don't worry! I'm a good tour guide, I promise." There was absolute a negative chance they'd get lost, for Vivian had mentally mapped the staircases and corridors years before.

Reading? "Don't you have at least a couple of books inside that red car you guys live in?" Surely they had placed an expansive extension charm on that thing if they were to harbour thousands of students and staff members. Considering the Ilvermorny students didn't spend classes with them, Vivian assumed they held lesson inside it, so it was a little bit odd that they held lessons in there but not books. "It's probably really cold now, but I doubt you'd hate it here during spring time. Should check our Grounds for when flowers bloom." The blonde didn't really like the cold, either. Her nose turned red a lot in low temperatures, which made it look like a tomato stuck onto her pale face.

"So what do you have inside the car, if not a library?" It had to at least have cool features in there!