Placing the mouthpiece into the velvet rest shaped for it in the horn case, Hazel began to remove the valve tubes, one at a time.
"Well, I doubt a visit to the library will do any good," she mused, careful not to let her tone reflect how she felt about Muggle texts, one way or another. Her own interests were purely academic, nevermind the few films she'd seen on summer holidays with Michelle, nothing at all like the ones Professor Carrow had shown them in Muggle Studies.
She couldn't help but confess her next, though, since Ernie seemed so interested.
"Do you know what I've always thought was funny? The way fairies look when Muggles describe them. All sparkling and pink and nice. If they met a real Cornish pixie a few bites would set them right!"