Like most Connie had never actually seen a sphinx in the flesh but only a blind person could mistake it for anything else. Even when magic had been beyond the wildest comprehension of her perfectly normal mother and father from Finchley she had been read the story of the fabled sphinx and for a moment she stared at it with the wide, amazed eyes of the child she had been. Before she recalled the rest of the tale and her heart lodged itself somewhere in her esophagus.
"Shall we...vote?" Connie asked, unsure but unwilling to walk away now that they were here. On the other hand if Professors Darrow or Cramming - and wasn't one of the young men something to do with beasts? - suggested that they run away then she would not hesitate.
MJ made me beautiful