Now that she was thinking of it, there had been a Ms. Binns several years above her. Not that they ever interacted to Jo's memory, or maybe Ms. Binns had tutored her? Jo wasn't certain and it didn't make much of a difference. The fact of the matter was Jo had somehow encountered a wizard from home in a random muggle pub in Virginia. "As everyone should be," she joked.

What were the odds?

"I have six brothers, so it wouldn't surprise me if you've met one or two over the years." Sun was likely the closest in age to Mr. Binns, but any of them might've met him at the shop. "My dearest, darling parents named us all after planets, so if you met a Smith with a celestial first name we're most likely related," Jo explained with an added roll of her eyes. Odd naming schemes were the bane of her existence, truly. "If you own Whizzard's you have likely met my sister, Earth Beck, too. She publishes books on herbology. And perhaps my brother, Saturn. He's an aspiring author, though he just graduated this year."