He had never seen a farm? How strange. Or was it? Did wizards have farms? And if they did, did they have normal animals on them, or magical ones? She realized that she had no idea what animals existed in the wizarding world, and she wasn’t sure how she’d go about learning about that. None of her textbooks had made any mention of beasts, magical or not. Perhaps she hadn’t found the relevant sections yet? Sadie filed the thought away.

“You aren’t missing much,” she informed him with a shrug, “Picture the quietest, smelliest place you can, and it’s still probably more exciting than Hankerton. I mean, I’ll miss mum and dad and Arfur, but I [i]definitely[/i] won’t miss cleaning up after the cows at five in the morning.”
	

Sadie flipped over the first of her cards—the two of diamonds, and she was very impressed with the way the red diamonds spun and glittered—paying mind as he explained sorting.

“A magic hat?” She queried with a grin, because really, it all sounded a bit ridiculous. Of course, she reminded herself, she’d just eaten a jelly bean that tasted of wood varnish and was playing snap with cards that were due to explode, so… perhaps her sense of what was sensible was obsolete in this world. She considered his words for another moment, popping a jelly bean into her mouth. Ooh, tiramisu! And not just the flavor, but the texture, and she could have sworn she was actually eating a piece… that was pretty awesome. “Why do people want to be in those houses?”