Merlin, don't pack a cage! I'm only teasing, love. Pack your doxycide, instead (though if you do find some of their eggs, they actually would be useful).

Oh, Faci Stint! I know him. Not overly well, but he was one of those from St. Mungos who was brought in after Carrow got one over on me. Did a good job, too, since I'm still alive and all. The headaches are still a bother now and again, but could definitely be worse. He seems a fairly amiable fellow - not the type to be a bent broomstick. I'd be surprised to hear if he was, leastways.

You can swot with the best of them, don't you worry.