Jack listened to the talk of the squid and interjected, 'What if the squid isn't a real squid, but an animagus? Just a thought.'

Then he pondered the needs of the displaced students. 'I would think that the parents would have heard by now and anre taking steps to replenish whatever their kids have lost. We'll probably get flooded, oh sorry-bad choice of words- we'll probably get loads of owls here shortly. The Headmaster may be arranging some sort of delivery, too. Has anybody asked the staff what is being done so far?'

As if a cue, Jack's tummy rumbled. 'What I'm worried about is the food supply. I consider that an urgent problem. With the kitchens out of service, is there any way of getting food here ASAP? and has any of this affected Hogsmeade? Maybe some of the folks there would accept packages via Floo for us.'