Dominic wasn't at all sure he thought magic was actually capable of thinking for itself - even metaphorically - but arguing the point would just lead them further and further into conjecture. It would likely be interesting, but Dominic did prefer to have some basis in fact, or at least to be able to test his theories in some practical way.
He smiled to find that Pandora liked at least some of the things he did. It didn't come as a surprise by this point, she had made the prosthetic that had started all this, after all. "That is where my method falls down," he admitted. "Even if I try to learn things academically, I really struggle to remember it. Which means when it comes to solving a practical problem, I have to go learn it again before I can apply it." Once he'd practiced something in some tangible way, then it tended to stick. He'd more or less given up learning things in the off chance he'd need them months down the line - far easier to go away and learn once he had a problem to apply the technique to.
"I think Filius likes despairing of his most promising students," he said, chuckling slightly. "If nothing else I'm glad I was sorted in Ravenclaw for him. Much better to be in a head of house whose subject you don't despise." McGonagall would have been fine, of course, but Dominic had failed OWLs in both Potions and Herbology.