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Jace wondered if all Slytherins were this energetic. The Ravenclaw followed his partner inside the seventh floor, and just busied himself rubbing his cheeks. He was sure it had gone pink again from the compliment earlier, and the half-Japanese was sort of embarrassed that he's always turning a certain shade of red whenever he gets a word for a job well done. Ariadne being a unique Slytherin gave him a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. Jace knows she'd make a good friend, and a Slytherin at that!
As soon as they got to the tapestry, Jace tried his best not to giggle out loud...failing to do so, he inclined his head towards the funny artefact in apology, his shoulders shaking violently from the chuckles. He didn't want to offend it, should the tapestry be sacred or something.
Jace's head turned to where Ariadne was, and quickly took steps towards her...and a statue. "Newton." A very pregnant pause. "I feel sorry for him. I'm all for hands-on learning, but being poisoned for real, right under his nose?" he said, blinking his eyes...examining the statue for the first time. "Barnabas the Barmy..." he grinned at the man's accomplishment of training trolls to dance, and then turned to face Ariadne who completed her calculation.
The Ravenclaw checked and cross-checked her work and gave her a thumbs up. "Correct!" he said beaming at his partner, and nodded in agreement. "I have to agree. We just have to keep our eyes open for the parchment this time." Hopefully no more tricks? Though he did enjoy figuring out the 8th floor one, in all honesty. Jace checked his things, and gently tugged on Ariadne's sleeve. "Let's go!" And down the staircase he went.
Ariadne kind of thought she MIGHT have noticed a slight blush coming from Jace, but she didn't mention anything about it. She didn't know why he might be embarrassed over something, so maybe her eyes were just playing tricks on her. She glanced down at her parchment and mentally re-checked her work while she waited on Jace to do the same.
"Newton...yeah," she said, agreeing with what Jace said about him.
"I haven't told my mom yet. With her being the former Potions Mistress here, she's liable to have a fit once she finds out..."
She grinned when Jace agreed that her calculations were correct. For a couple of first years, they sure were good at calculating! Well, except for that one that led them to the eighth floor. She still hadn't decided if that was a mistake or just a trick. Either way...
"Off to the first floor we go!" she said, and she gathered everything in haste and followed after Jace.