Plithsev walked towards the Slytherin Gouse Table. She was still wearing glasses and had her blond hair cropped. She sat down at the table,still thinking about that creepy lady she met in Knochturn Alley. She had ordered her to find out about the ship. Why? And so Plithsev wasn't really paying attention as she sat down. She absentmindedly flicked her wand and blue sparks flew from it.