Weird Gryffindor was weird. What was all this business about alive and living? And now covert stuff? But, it didn't really matter, he supposed, because there were things to find out about the castle.

Thornton frowned at the mention of the internet. He'd heard the word, but had absolutely no idea what it meant. He knew it was something to do with muggles and these things they carried around with them, but seeing as he was never permitted to interact with them, venture into town near them, or really do anything like them, Thornton was ignorant on all matters muggle-technological. He'd have to pay more attention to his muggle studies text, he reasoned.


"I'm Welsh." Thornton said finally, and shrugged. "Dunno much about Scottish castles." Unless... "Well, I guess maybe a little about Macbeth, but that's it."