Wait wait waaaaiiitttt.

Headmaster? For Hogwarts? Merlin's beard. The tattooed man mentally facepalmed. Had to go and complicate this palming off thing, didn't he? Again the man went silent, unsure if he was really willing to send this thing there. At the same time....there may have been few better places. From what he'd seen, bad things happened there all the time. They were used to it, they could handle it--and he could be responsible too, watch.

"Now listen carefully." He held the cage higher to keep it out of reach while he spoke. "Carefully. This is a special cage. You have to make sure it stays in the cage." Otherwise he'd find it very hard to contain indeed. "Don't feed it. It's cute, it gurgles sometimes, it hops excitedly when it sees food. Ignore it." See? Very responsible, gave the elf a whole rundown. This made him no longer liable.

The icing on the cake was the elf offering him money.

Making a quick buck at the expense of the institution that once educated him. You'd think this would strike a nerve but all it did was make him a few galleons richer. The Tattooed man snatched up the entire bag and took a moment to weigh it. "Yeah...yeah, I think this will do nicely." He handed Toddles the cage. "Don't forget to tell your master what I said."