"It will be terrible if I have to stay at home." Celandine told them both quietly, unusually subdued and serious about it. She used her gloved hands to pat down the dunged up soil then held her hands out for Copernicus to... you know, charm them clean or something.

"I'd rather run away." She added, almost telling the puffapods and the flutterbys rather than the two seventh year boys. She smiled a little at the 'cleverest and handsomest tutor' thing and quite slyly peeked at Copernicus. "I have a few of those actually. But only one gets candy."