Charlie grinned with pride as soon as the headmaster said her answer was correct. It was comforting to know that, even though her knowledge of magical things might be light years behind a good portion of her classmates, she could still scrape by (of course, she wanted to learn eventually, but that wasn’t the point and certainly wouldn’t happen in this class period).

The Ravenclaw frowned ever-so-slightly in response to how the headmaster reacted to Toddles the elf, but she quickly forgot as they began moving shortly after. Charlie’s eyes were glued to the headmaster’s light, as she wouldn’t dare risk getting lost (especially in a dark bog). Imagine her surprise when she learned that she would have to glue her ears to his voice, too.... The headmaster’s odd humor did nothing to comfort her in light of what was ahead (or to calm her subtle itchiness).

So, hinkypunks... not hinklypunks. It didn’t really matter right this second, though, seeing as she couldn’t answer his first question anyhow. On the other hand, she could tell him what she’d do in a situation with multiple lanterns in a place like this. Charlie thought hard for a minute, nose scrunched up, and raised her hand to answer his inquiry shortly after. “Well, Headmaster, That all depends on the context of the situation. If I trust someone more and they are carrying one lantern, I would probably follow them. If I don’t now anyone, is just have to do my best effort to be aware of my surroundings. So, basically, knowing what’s around you is key.”