"Of course! We can also get....Jake, maybe a seventh year to help us with spells who won't tell on us, and you and I. I can help with the distraction, talk to this Proffesser Judicial Father, whatever...distract him while you drop them, or whatever. It's on the down low, of course." Clark nodded. "You're comfy?" he asked, then walked around the corridor with her on his shoulders. "Are you ok?" he asked, laughing.