'Not at all Miss Selwyn' he remarked, it was late in the year, so it was unlikely that they would manage to get anything in place by the end of the school year 'But worst comes to the worst if we can't get anything arranged for over the summer months we will get something in place by the time you get back in September.'

He moved a little, preparing to head bit further down the corridor, his stomach growling for dinner, the smell of which was already wafting through the castle. He did often wonder how the elves achieved that - the kitchens were cut off from the rest of the school through the kitchen portrait, but somehow the smell always permeated the school for the hour before dinner - a silent call to the castles residents to remind them it was almost time for dinner -from the highest tower to the deepest of the dungeons, the smell of roasting meats and savoury sauces got into every corner of the castle.

'Be sure you don't miss dinner Miss Selwynn! You'll need plenty of energy to master such a complex skill.' he gave a curt formal bow to the young lady, and headed down the corridor to towards the stairs that led to the great hall.

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