The first year wasn't sure if he was supposed to be doing this but he got up from his seat at the Hufflepuff table and walked over towards the professors table anyway. He would have asked his Prefects butt hat wouldn't have been a very good idea, now would it? Nope. Bradson stood towards the middle of the table, about where the headmistress was sitting, he didn't know what person he was really looking for at the moment but he did want to greet all of the professors. Brady may be a sassy Scotsman but his grandmother didn't raise a boy without manners.

Brady cleared his throat. "EXCUSE ME! ATTENTION ADULT PEOPLE!" The little boy started out with, he wanted their undivided attention. He knew very well that yelling wasn't the best thing to do but they were all talking or was that causing drama? He was sure, he's not able to tell the difference. "I'M LOOKING FOR A HUFFLEPUFF MAN THAT PLAYS THE BANJO!" Brady nodded and gave all the adults a sweet smile. "I MUST MEET THIS MAN! IT'S IMPORTANT!" Very important.

"In other news, how are you all?" The Scottish boy smiled, he needed to do something while he waited for this man, so why not strike up a nice conversation. Brady looked over the guy that fainted. "Is that man okay?" He asked the adults.