Scor/Al
Jamie's wolf caught Al, quill in one hand, and the obituaries section for proofreading in another. He'd heard it speak, switched his quill from his right hand to his left, pulled out his wand, and disappeared on the spot. Going home.
Take everything necessary from the house...
"Scor!" he called out, running upstairs. "We need to leave for Hogwarts. Bring basic necessities."
He rushed to his bedroom, looking around frantically, and emerged with a cardboard box full of books, heavy volumes, manuals, references, shrunk down and flattened to the thickness of a comic book.