And after she's done eating she makes a beeline for them.

"So! How's Defence?"

"I think Professor Quirrell has had more experience with Dark creatures than he would like," says Victor diplomatically.

"That either makes him very good or very bad at teaching Defence, I'd expect!"

"Bad," Ron says. "He looks like he's scared of his own shadow and he smells funny."

Victor doesn't say anything. Saying unkind things about authority figures seems like a bad idea.

"Mm. Disappointing. Do magical people even encounter Dark creatures and other magical people that often anyway?"

"Not really, but when they do the potential disaster is rather large."

He gives Muninn another grape.

"Hmm. Makes sense, I guess. Well, project 'befriend Draco and bring him to the Light Side' is going well, he still won't speak to me but I managed to leverage that into making Pansy Parkinson speak to me—she likes being contrarian—and I bet I can reach him before year's end."

Ron makes a face at that.

Percy pretends better than his brother to not be making a face.

"Good luck," says Victor.

"Did we hear—"

"—Malfoy's name?"

"Where did you two come from—? And yes I'm going to make him good."

"Really?"

"Malfoy?"

"Yes! And I'm gonna return to my table to do just that."

And off she goes.

The twins are... a tiny bit unsettling.

Maybe, but they seem to be oblivious to this. Instead, they take a seat to each side of Victor.

"So, Evans! How're you liking Hogwarts?"

"Our brothers annoyed you to death yet?"

"What's it to you?" says Victor's raven.

"I like Hogwarts," says Victor. "The food is nice and the classes are interesting."

"Really? Interesting? We had Defence today and honestly this one's crazy."

"Well, I've never had magic lessons before, so even not very good ones are better than nothing."