George quirked a small smile. "You don't have kids. He'll be my 'problem' until one of us is dead," he said, thinking that while Black might be a decent professor, he had no understanding of parent-child relationships. And wouldn't, until he had a child of his own. "They'll mean something to Alex." He didn't expect Black to understand, nor would be explain.
He nodded. He'd known about the extra Potions lessons, and while he didn't understand it himself, he liked that Alex knew what he wanted to do. It would give him something to focus on. Fuck knew the shop had helped him, all those years ago.
"That sounds more than fair, Professor. Thank you for your effort with him," he said, sincerely too. "I'll talk with Alex, and then make the necessary arrangements with Professor Corner."