Isabel quirked a brow right back, but she grinned and poked a thumb at her chest, and then gave him fingerguns with both hands.
"That would be me. I'm Isabel Knight." She offered him her hand. If he shakes it, she's got a decent grip, but she's more enthusiastic than anything.
"So have you actually met any professors yet? Like Trammel?" Isabel doesn't always judge a book by its cover, but two years has her honestly trained to identify people's Houses by their robes. Not many people choose not to wear them, so it's also an honest mistake.
"He's all right, honestly. Sort of a wizard's wizard, really." Even if sometimes Isabel wondered if Professor Trammel wanted to be on a pedestal. He wasn't nasty or mean, though, so if anyone should be, Isabel figured it probably should be him.
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"That would be me. I'm Isabel Knight." She offered him her hand. If he shakes it, she's got a decent grip, but she's more enthusiastic than anything.
"So have you actually met any professors yet? Like Trammel?" Isabel doesn't always judge a book by its cover, but two years has her honestly trained to identify people's Houses by their robes. Not many people choose not to wear them, so it's also an honest mistake.
"He's all right, honestly. Sort of a wizard's wizard, really." Even if sometimes Isabel wondered if Professor Trammel wanted to be on a pedestal. He wasn't nasty or mean, though, so if anyone should be, Isabel figured it probably should be him.