"Mikey, good to see you," Adam said, pushing the door a bit wider to let the students in. "Stay grouped together!" He yelled after them. He wanted everyone where he could keep his eyes on them at all times. He'd clearly been alone with the second years too long.
"Shit," Adam muttered, looking over at the kids as they did the awkward thing where they weren't sure they wanted to join together or not. "No, none of mine have been bitten," Adam said, shaking his head. "So I don't know." He looked at Mikey and shook his head. "We've only dealt with one full elf - they don't seem to be able to apparate very well, all the ones we've seen have been splinched. We burned... uh. The parts." He indicated the corner of the hall farthest from where Adam had congregated the students. "Mikey, I don't want to say the Z word, but the way they're acting, man..." He went to run a nervous hand through his hair, used to being able to flip it off his face. After what the girls had done to him, the movement failed, and he dropped his hand with a sigh.