It was a comical picture, certainly, but nothing funny to the girl who knew so little about the world she had been thrust into. It was unnerving, being on the outside of something she was meant to be a part of, and not just because she was in a House comprised of people who had been brought up believing those on the outs weren't worthy of the school.
It bothered her because she wanted to know. And she would. She would learn anything and everything... And she would prove she belonged.
The mountain contained everything from the history of the school, to Quidditch, to the world around them, to magical creatures, to Wizarding recpies, and it was apparently her intention to read them all. But that was only if the massive stack of material didn't topple backwards on her and crush her, then and there.
Which might have been easier to prevent, if she could actually see where she was headed.