Seoul was drained. His friend had dragged him down to the Quiddich pitch against his many excuses, reasons and pleas not to go. The Swiss boy wasn't a fan, infact he wasn't interested at all in the sport which seemed to be ingrained in majority of the Hogwarts population. He couldn't understand what people saw in it. Sure the snitch was an interesting piece of magical construction, zooming around and dodging players like it was a little instinctual animal frightened of being caught and doing everything in its power not to be. The bemusement Seoul felt for the thing was quick to wear off and left him benign and sluggish to his surroundings.
Maybe he would have been okay just turning to people watching and waiting out the match patiently for the sake of a friend but this particular buddy enjoyed explaining to him with avid fever the rules of the game and all the reasons why it was in fact so great. When Seoul attempted to explain why he didn't like the sport his friend would cry in outrage and double his efforts. Finally Seoul gave up and pretended to watch the game only to be poke, prodded, high five'd and occasionally accidentally spittled on in excitement. Being a pretty nice guy Seoul rode it out with a carefully placed smile while his energy ebbed away.
He'd managed to escape in the last half hour of the game with a white lie, he'd told his buddy he had been studying late for a test and was dead tired. It was true he had been studying the night before but he wasn't tired because of it. The common room was where he wanted to be, it had been nice outside in the sun but now he was back inside the castle the spring air was fresh and a little chilly. All he wanted was to sit on the mat infront of the fire, one of the last he'd be able to enjoy as spring was getting warmer, and maybe practice some transfigurations.
He approached the door and with lazily knocked once. The bronze eagles eyes snapped open and appraised him.
"You have returned!" Seoul gave a small smile in reciprocation and awaited his riddle hoping that today of all days it would be a simple one. The eagles head lifted to look down its beak at the Ravenclaw and continued on.
"Answer me this riddle and you can enter! A father gave one of his sons 10 cents and the other son was given 15 cents. What time is it?" Seoul groaned, sinking his head back, extending his neck and slumping his shoulders.
"Bird, seriously. Can't you give me one of the easier ones? You saw me leave like an hour ago, I've been here for five and a half years, I really can't be bothered today..." He pleaded. Well if the eagle had feathers they certainly would have been ruffled by Seouls disinterest.
"Can't be bothered? Can't be bothered!. Well I'm sorry to inconvenience you. Never mind protocol! How about I let that Hufflepuff in from yesterday that wanted to visit his girlfriend? Hmm?? Maybe next time a troll? I have a job to do and I can't make it easier just because you can't be bothered! What do you think the headmaster would say if I..." Seoul let out another groan, louder than the last and put up his hand to halt the rant.
"Alright, alright! What was the riddle again?" The eagle snorted in distaste at being cut off but repeated the puzzle once more. Seoul scratched his stubble absently while he mulled it over, in his current state he had an awful feeling he'd be here for a while.