"Well a normal animal wouldn't maul it, would it?" Ford shot back, a little annoyed that he was being berated by a werewolf of all people for not having planned this whole thing out. At least a wardrobe was a static thing, and if no one approached it or tried to break into it, the dementor wasn't going to be able to hurt anyone. This bloke was just planning on free roaming the Forbidden Forest, by the looks of it, and possibly putting all sorts of people in danger. One of them being Ford.
But at least for the moment he was being moderately helpful — he said he knew digging spells, anyway, which was a start — so perhaps Ford should do his best not to antagonize him. "That'll work," he agreed with a nod, fishing for his wand. "How do you find it later?"
But at least for the moment he was being moderately helpful — he said he knew digging spells, anyway, which was a start — so perhaps Ford should do his best not to antagonize him. "That'll work," he agreed with a nod, fishing for his wand. "How do you find it later?"
Set by Lady!