“I MAY BE A HOGWARTS STUDENT...." Hargirid paused angrily. "BUT I AM ALSO A SATANIST!”
“I stared. "Canadian Satanists? You're sending me to a group of Canadian Satanists?”
“I don't know who this 'everybody' is that you speak of, but I am beginning to suspect that the Hogwarts you believe you know is not the Hogwarts we currently occupy. Now come here.”
“I am a student of love.”
“Sister Mary chose that moment to come in with the tea. Satanist or not, she'd also found a plate and arranged some iced biscuits on it.”
“You will also find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.”