Bonnie nodded along to Miss Potts and raised a cup to her thoughts, the red head understood what she meant entirely, and it was part of the thrill. "Well put Mr. Potter, we aren't not the smartest house, but our shared respect for learning does give us an advantage over the competition." Bonnie glanced at the Slytherin table, in their mind, that was where the closest intellectual peers to the Eagles usually could be found.

Red hair spun as Bonnie turned. "I had heard we were getting another Black this year, I didn't expect you to be sat at our table though." the teen laughed, having bet that he would be a slytherin. "Will you be trying out for Quidditch?" if he was anything like his brother at all, Bonnie hoped it was in that regards.