"Don Quixote?" Amelia echoed, the unfamiliar name rolling off her tongue. From the sound of it, it seemed like a story she ought to have been familiar with. "From the sound of his name, perhaps it was a donkey?" Of course it was beyond her if the squire was the aforementioned Don Quixote.

The path to the enclosure was a fairly short one seeing as she'd encountered Mr. Holm half-way to the animals. "Is this a muggle story you're referencing?" She asked, her interest piqued.