Eugene listened as the exchange with the caretaker happened, feeling the hair on the back of his neck rise up in anticipation, goosebumps breaking out on his arms. The caretaker had said It but it sounded like a she and Eugene knew that nothing that was described like that and sounded like a woman could be any good.

"I would think it best if everyone stand back." He said in his best Ministry Voice. He may or may not know exactly what would come out of the church at Professor Darrow's urging, but he was feeling the need for some whiskey himself. Eugene was leaning toward some kind of creature, rather than a woman, but that may have been his position in the Beast Division talking.

He'd feel a hell of a lot more confident right now if magic was working and his wand was any good.