At her slight jest (for Basil could only assume it was a jest in the obvious way she said it) he couldn’t help but redden ever so slightly, sheepish. Yes, of course magic, he thought to himself impatiently, why else would literally anyone be here at all— oh. Of India. Now here was a fascinating tidbit! Flashing the girl a somewhat curious smile, Basil inclined his head and gave a short nod. “How very interesting a selection,” he couldn’t help but comment, a verbal echo of his own mind. “Well I’m sure we can find something to that effect here.” He pushed open the door and made to allow her through first to the vast library. “Perhaps we can try to the right, in the historical section, if it’s geography you’re interested in, or to the left and up the first set of stairs if it’s curses and incantations— I must say this place does have vast resources in that area. I used them once myself for a paper on transfigurative hexes. Have you any interest at all in transfiguration?” And so on and so forth he rambled, following the girl in whatever direction she chose.
He was sure they could find something to her interest here indeed.