[There is a rather prissy-looking man on the screen. He's been here for a while, and simply has never bothered to post before, but this is a pressing issue. Dressed in a neat Ravenclaw uniform, he is frowning, sitting high in their tower]

Has anyone come across a music room? Perhaps one containing a piano? It's very important that I find one.

And, Hungary- would you like to meet in the library? I haven't spoken to you recently. [And he wants to remedy that. Probably it's better if she meets him at the entrance to his tower, though.]

Thank you in advance. [And with a curt nod, he cuts the feed.]

[ There's complete silence as the commuter turns on and it continues for a few seconds before Norway's monotonous voice comes through. ]

The idea of this school's good, but they're goin' about it in the wrong way. This magic's all weak stuff, the type England's into. Wands're unnecessary. Do they teach any real magic here?

[ And then of course the most important thing: ] 'n there's no reason a forest should be forbidden.

[Sitting on one of the comfortable couches of the Hufflepuff common room is a blond, petite-looking girl, her eyes fixed on a thick book upon her lap as she flips through the pages, the wand in her hand tapping rhythmically against her cheek. There is a slight frown on her face as she purses her lips, as if deep in thoughts and trying to understand the content of the texts. Only after a few long moments does she look up, a brief hesitation in her eyes before she takes a deep breath and speaks.]

Urm, hallo there. Did anyone understood today's Potions lessons?

[Not to say that it isn't too hard a subject for her, but the professor definitely wants to make a living hell out of them in his class. That is her first impression.]

I was wondering if anyone would be interested in forming a study group, whichever house you might be in, do let me know.

[There is an awkward smile from her, before she seems to remember something.]

Ah... My name is– [A brief pause.] –Liechtenstein, but you may call me Lili. Greetings to everyone here, and thank you for your interest.

[ to those in the Ravenclaw commons, there is a slender girl with the blue-black colors of Ravenclaw, wearing only her socks, a long lime-colored braid snaking around (yes, green) her hip and vanishing behind one of the pillows. in her hand is a pine wand,  held lightly between her fingers. she's casually waving it with one arm while the other is comfortably wrapped around around this.

In her lap is a big black tome with complex writing within. She doesn't seem the least bit confused though. Instead, she's actually muttering something, as she waves the wand. ]

Accio Pizza Hut. Accio Pizza Hut...Accio Pizza Hut coupons..

[ she pauses, before making a face, her stony features softening with a light scowl. ]
Well. That must mean this place doesn't have Pizza Hut. What sort of place is this?

[ she raises the wand again, her movements casual, as if she were a natural. ]

Accio, Pizza Pie.

[ with a few sparks, a steaming plate of a full pie of pizza appears on the table she was putting her feet on. her lips curve with a triumphant smirk, as she reaches for a slice, and begins to stick it in her mouth. she stares at the feed quizzically, as if to ask: what were you looking at? ]

So. Were any of you witches or wizards beforehand? [dryly said, the Gray Witch nibbles on the crust, reaching for another slice. ]

I'm just curious as to why some of you are here if some of you can barely lift a feather, that's all. I'm just saying the Hufflepuff House should be careful, I hear you have a wild card. And not the good kind.  [she looks up, as if remembering something ]
Oh. I forgot Tobasco.