She looked at him and pursed her lips.
"Why do you look at me like that?"
She nodded when she heard his words, although not at least did not understand what he's talking about. When Ravenclaw can not understand something, then it is certainly very difficult.
"I understand. I'm glad I did not hit you until you are full of obligations," she joked and then returned to the road, the last thing she needed was another victim of her crazy ride.
She looked at him again, and then she quickly turned her head toward the road. Nadia is one of those who have the irritating and dangerous habit of looking at the person next to her instead of on the road.
"The Ministry? As a Ministry of Magic?" she asked, interested.
Most people would only expect from a wizard to work at Ministry of Magic, but Nadia is more muggle than a witch. She just had to be sure.
"Oh I .." She stopped when she saw an empty parking space. For someone so good at ride, she usually had a lot of problems with proper parking.
Still, she managed and then get out of the car and followed him to the elevator.
"Thank you" she smiled and walked into the elevator that went to the ninth floor.
Only then she realized that she did not answer his question.
"Well, maybe two weeks ago I got the job as a librarian in Hogwarts. It seems that former librarian recently left and they were delighted to receive me. Before that, I worked as a journalist and traveled a lot. The six months I spent in America, there was born my love for driving fast, " she smiled and shrugged.
"My life is not that interesting. I had an ordinary life of Muggle girl who loves to travel and writes about her travels and then gets money for that."
The elevator door opened and she stepped in probably the strangest and most interesting apartment that has ever seen. Probably because she is not used to reside in apartments of wizard.
The apartment was relatively small, but cozy and warm. It is kind of place that she would like to come late at night and curl up with a good book.
She laughed while looking around "I like it. It is warm and comfortable," she laughed and sat down on the couch.
"How is your leg?" she looked at him anxiously.