Keeping the silence, he followed Daniel up to the seventh floor corridor, unaware of where he was really going. Amusement flitted across his face briefly as he listened to Daniel complain about the room.

"Don't worry, I know what you mean. I mean, it would be pretty bad if it was just a super toilet or something but hey, maybe it'll have some kind of magic flush?" Laughing now at his last suggestion just to show how much stock he put in it, he continued to follow.

Contemplating briefly, he agreed with his Daniels assessment of the situation. "Okay, that makes sense I guess. So... is there some kind of password we should be whispering? Or a magic brick to push? You know, like Diagon Alley". Thinking back to the conversation he overheard now, he stared around the corridor, taking in the various paintings and tapestries.

"Maybe we could... ask a painting if they know? Or a GHOST? They must know something. They've been here since forever!.