A few days ago, Garreth asked you to get him some dried Billywig stings again for his experiments and potions. You are the kind of person who cannot refuse, so you agreed.

Late in the evening, you were walking along the corridors in search of Garreth with a box of sweets, when suddenly you heard footsteps and thought that it was the prefect. Hiding behind the wall, you looked out to check and saw a ginger-head.

"It's me, it's me!"

He ran up to you, taking the box from your hands with a warm smile.

“Thank you so much. It must have been hard, right? Let's go quickly, lights out soon."