.... munchmunchmunch..... Louisa continued to lightly bite her fingernails, not that she was nervous from being stared-at non-stop without any reason, nope. She just had to pretend that Odessa was not sitting a couple of feet away from here and would so coldly shave Louisa's hair off, make it into a Gryffindor scarf since it's ginger now, and use it in one of her illegal deeds. GULP.

Thankfully Scabior's class had a lot of chatter in it, the Ravenclaw tried to focus on every silly and made-up reply the kids gave, and Merlin those professors were patient to put up with all this way-out-of-the-box minds of the younger generation.

As for his question... well, that was hard. Louisa heard of that but she never really dwelt on the subject. She could assume, though. Clearing her throat and raising her hand, "Maybe some gangster wizards attacked it. They could be doing it for fun, as a dare, or were looking for someone important that's rumored to be on board." Like that part of the Anastasia story. Louisa had no idea, really. She was just interested in talking every once in a while to give the impression that she was very unfazed by the sparkly starey vamp.