Relieved the woman, Mrs. Bythesea, seemed apt to take the kitten, Alvin handed over the tiny creature along with his mangled scarf. "Alvin Bixby," it had been a little bit too much of an adventure, but at least he wasn't leaving with another cat that would probably hate him. That reminded him, he should probably check in on Cat and make sure it was still roaming Hogwarts successfully and hadn't been eaten by something in the Dark Forest. Surely Call or Miss Thompsett would have told him if she'd disappeared, right?

"I'm glad to know it'll find a good home." At least he suspected. He hoped, given Mrs. Bythesea's determination to rescue it. It was one less thing for Alvin to worry about. He had too much on his plate already, never mind adding in another thing to look after. It was sort of fortunate that Cat had made her way to Hogwarts, he didn't have to do much looking after her either. He wondered what would happen in June, though, after they were all graduated.