They were going to move. Finally, they could go into a real reserve with real keepers and decent hours. It seemed like a dream. Another few days and Hogwarts would be history. He couldn't wait for that day, because he was not a child any more and the school had lost its attraction long ago.
The dragons were already in their pens, most of their supplies were already at the reserve, but that didn't stop Callum from checking everything at least once before dinner and then again after, before letting whoever was on the schedule do the work.
He was walking when he heard the noise. His wand was lit to shade a faint light, but he had to get close before seeing the woman standing there. "Oy, there, welcome to Hogwarts." Really, because no one was supposed to be here. He could have understood if it were a stupid student trying to see the dragons or an Auror in his uniform, but this woman was neither, which meant she was lost in time. "You might want to walk toward me unless you fancy going into the dragons' pens, which would solve the dinner problem for tomorrow, but it wouldn't be so pleasant for you. By the way, my name is Callum Moody. What's yours?"