Daphne gawked at Celandine's backside with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

The nerve! Her hair would beat anyone's any day! She would have gone on to proclaim so if the Care of Magical Creatures didn't prove to be so efficient and had immediately ushered them inside. Not willing to be the only one without manners, the Gryffindor girl placed a hand on Cel's back and stepped inside with her.

"Good day, Professor," chirped Daphne glancing sideways at the Ravenclaw friend. "We are here to..." she paused, trying to find a suitable way of approaching things but quickly gave up. "Inquire about saddles."

Miss Hopton sighed, slightly leaning into Cel. It couldn't be helped. Daphne had already stepped into this thing.