Beth didn’t exactly trust that head-shake, but she wasn’t going to say anything about that right now. She just quietly side-stepped Chase ordered her food and paid for it and continued to give him a look. A head-tilted curious look, like a confused puppy but she wasn’t really confused not truly. ”suuuuuure, you probably thought I’d magically appear at Hogwarts and not run into you on a tiny train” she laughed and shook her head.

A tracking spell? Huh, that wasn’t a bad idea. ”No, no tracking spells on you…I’m bound to put one on my books and even bits of my uniform but not you…” she paused and looked at him before matter-of-factly saying ”you don’t compel me enough to make me want to track you…really, I may make a business though and sell tracking charms to students for their pets and that’d be all thanks to you” she smiled and gave a shoulder pat as if saying good job pal.

”…Cap’n Salty Pants? Why not Admiral Salty Pants of the Royal Navy…make it sound more regal Chase, make’um think you’re bound to be a sir” she winked for fun and then paused. ”why? Why’d ya think I’d put a tracking spell on you…that’s like next-level stalker stuff”