Mr. Binns was nothing if not perceptive. Hufflepuff was perhaps the single house Jo might've cried upon being sorted into. Although it would've been nice to have spent more quality time with Saturn, the bubbly nature of Earth's type made Jo cringe. Being forced to live in such proximity to that was a frightening prospect. "Definitely not a Hufflepuff," Jo confirmed before taking another sip, her food almost entirely forgotten in the game.

Ravenclaw was a reasonable second choice. After all, most of her colleagues who attended Hogwarts were Ravenclaws. Collecting knowledge wasn't Jo's foremost passion, however, making her not quite the right fit for the studious tower.

"With a correct analysis like that I'd then guess you were a Ravenclaw," Jo replied. "Am I that obvious?"