The man was a marshmallow most days no way could Julien see him poisoning the students on purpose. "You're sure it was poison and he didn't just tell you it was?" the mind did mysterious things and telling someone the drank poison could make their brains act like they were. " He knows what he is doing so I'm sure the poison would not have fully harmed." Maybe Art did poison him and props to him if was a few that might needed it. They were all safe and alive so no harm done.

He listened as she spoke about the spells and the broom issue. Every wizard and witch needed their own broom if they wanted it. He couldn't help but chuckle at trying to make it fly. "Why am I not surprised. Just don't have the ministry coming at you for tampering with a muggle object." That was all she needed with her parents.

"Practice makes perfect." He knew if she kept trying she'd get them both. His eyes fell on the grime and then to the clock.