“There were a lot more house elves this term. Like a LOT,” Caleb was explained to his father over dinner. Other than that term had been pretty normal. So far at least.

“Oh those house elves,” his father chuckled. “I remember them…wonder if they’re the same ones from when I was in school.”

“Oh, that reminds me!” Caleb said suddenly. “A house elf named Beezley told me to say hi to you. What is THAT about?” he asked with a grin.

Cale blushed and jumped from the table with his empty plate. “Nothing, it’s just…an elf friend. Clean up dinner!”