Peyton stared for a long moment at the turnstile. Ten knuts. Really? Hogwarts was really trying to wring them out of their money, huh? Well, too bad for them that she could afford being wrung out. Take that whomever is to blame. Haha.

At her feet stood Giles the gargoyle. Reaching inside her tiny owl purse, Peyton brought out ten Knuts that were copies of the original Knut Dylan had given her. So far it worked so she was going with it. Clunk, clunk, clunk, in the Knuts went. Almost immediately she took her wand out and directed it at Giles. "Piertotum Locomotor! Run little Giles, ruuuun!" she said.

The small stone figure seem to not have heard her request, but then it began to waddle forward. Not as fast as she would have liked it to go, but good for now. Peyton squee'd and followed after it.

Look at it! It could practically be in a circus now. Not really.