Murphy was sitting at the Gryffindor table in the great hall reading the newest addition of the Which Broomstick? Magazine. His eyes were down on the pages as he chewed on a sandwich, particularly lingering on an article talking about the newest broom being invented, the Nimbus 2000. He slowly looked up, however, as he heard someone approaching, assuming it to be one of his friends and happy to finally have someone to ramble to.