Gus loved meeting the children of his friends. He found most of them shy, perhaps even a little worrisome over how often and quickly he moved, although he found that some of them warmed up to him quickly. He always had trinkets in his pockets to show them, and he was quite gifted with offensive spells, which often meant he could entertain them. But that was neither here nor there. Instead Gus tilted his head as another greeting to the small boy, offering him a smile.

Then Gus blinked, turning his attention back toward the man. Things did change in a blink of an eye. “Oh yeah. I lost a few months to a genie lamp. An important lesson they never taught at Hogwarts was to not rub an unknown lamp when someone dares you to.” He laughed quietly as he rubbed the back of his head, shaking himself free of that thought; he had zero memories of what happened inside the lamp although he had plans to turn it into his home for the summer, now that he had a spell to get in and out of it. “I’m at Hogwarts, teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. Theseus will be in good hands in eight years.” Well, if he decided to keep returning to Hogwarts, but Gus wasn’t about to voice that opinion. “Still at the ministry?”

Gus blinked at Theseus before he glanced at Eugene, a smile creeping across his face. “He looks like he could use an ice cream cone. As do you. I can’t see myself, obviously, but I feel like I might die without one. My treat?” He had a huge sweet tooth, and what better excuse to visit Honeyduke’s again than a small child?

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