Billie lifted her shoulders, unknowingly. Most of what she knew about Hogwarts was secondhand. Arnie's brother had mentioned some sort of feast. Perhaps, that's what Yuri was referring to? She'd be content that school had food at all, to tell the truth.

"I dunno if it does that, but my friend says there's a feast or somethin' when ya get there." Her tone was passive, not wanting to drawn out the boy's unpleasant nature again. "And a sorting that he said made him real nervous like." The older boy wouldn't tell them exactly what happened, so Billie's imagination, of course, had a field day.

When Yuri spat, she appeared unbothered. It wasn't uncommon for her to spit in a similar fashion, another habit Gideon wouldn't be pleased about she was sure. "Why ya not gonna go? Don't ya wanna learn magic?" The fact she would soon get her very own wand and be able to perform magic was what excited her about school. She wasn't prepared for the rules or the assignments bit, but she'd decided it might be a good enough trade off if it meant she could cast spells.

"Kinda. Gid--Mr. Ollivander was gonna make me, but I think I wanna go now. 'Cause people say it's kinda fun. Mostly."