[Magnus had perked up at the mention of a 'minister of magic'. He read that book. He read it and heard some of the silly arguments at the cafe about himself versus the wizard Dumbledore. So naturally, he answered.]

This is not exactly America, is it?

[His feline eyes are down right curious at the sight of her. And they only light up when she says her name.]

Hermoine Granger? [Well, isn't this just fun? Meeting a character from something he always thought was simply a book.] You are in the Central Library. But I think, from what the old man was telling me, it is more than just books lying around here.