Tinka popped in, loudly, shortly after Argyle. To ensure her whisk would not go missing in the Lion's den, the purple eyed house elf tied it around her waist with a string. She twirled on the spot, looked from Argyle to the Gryffindor head of the house in excitement. "Tinka here for duty, studentses and professor sir!" She looked at Argyle again. "And Argyle reports for duty, too!" |