"Oh, I know I can owl my Mum," he said as if it were the kindest words ever uttered to him. "And," he put his hand on Professor Lupa's shoulder, "For what it's worth, I think you are doing a great job, and you all are trying - but there are still floods and I can't deny I am a little worried, is all."

With that he left after the Professors, out of the hut and away to... well, somewhere I feel like placing lil ole' Varius. Peace out!