Holly allowed herself to be steered away from the device, mostly because she was determined to show Madam Sykes that she was not an argumentative little brat. She figured she'd come back to finish reading the plague once the house matron left, though admittedly some of the vocabulary was foreign even to her.
"Well, you're my savior for the afternoon nevertheless. I'd hate to be seen without—" She let out a mock-gasp. "—a chaperon." Not that anyone would likely make ill assumptions about a girl her age.
As they began to pass by other exhibits, Holly's attention was split between the questions and the odd sights before her. Behind the glass pane seemed to be a mummified gnome; Holly quickly moved one from that one.
"My immediate family is safe. I have cousins who are in Hogsmeade, but I don't know them well enough to care," she explained bluntly as she came to a halt in front of one of the glass panes. She scrunched her nose at the sight—a partially-unwrapped mummy! "That's disgusting. Where do they even get those?"
"Well, you're my savior for the afternoon nevertheless. I'd hate to be seen without—" She let out a mock-gasp. "—a chaperon." Not that anyone would likely make ill assumptions about a girl her age.
As they began to pass by other exhibits, Holly's attention was split between the questions and the odd sights before her. Behind the glass pane seemed to be a mummified gnome; Holly quickly moved one from that one.
"My immediate family is safe. I have cousins who are in Hogsmeade, but I don't know them well enough to care," she explained bluntly as she came to a halt in front of one of the glass panes. She scrunched her nose at the sight—a partially-unwrapped mummy! "That's disgusting. Where do they even get those?"

— set by MJ <3 —