Regulus nods. He thinks the whole species would be sorted into Hufflepuff, based on how they behave. And he really has nothing against Hufflepuffs as a whole. "From what the younger ones have said, the older ones started laying eggs later. I really don't want any more details than that."

"It's..," Regulus pauses, searching for words, "not even really an experience." He pushes up a sleeve - not the one on the arm that was marked, but the other - to show a leather short bracer he's wearing, one of a pair actually. "Various items are enchanted that, over time, impart an understanding of, well... I guess you'd call it how the spell feels, or... I'm sorry, I really don't know how to explain this. It's like trying to describe colors to someone who was born blind."