"Aren't you just the fanciest," Adam said, wrinkling his nose up at Mikey. He could've put the window back together, but he wouldn't've thought of anything so nifty as a revolving porthole. It was pretty sweet. "I do declare," he said, grinning. "You are my favorite Transfiguration professor at this school."
It was amazing how silly sheer relief could make him feel. Not that he wasn't kind of silly to begin with, but hey. It was what it was. Adam looked thoughtful for a moment at Mikey's question, then whipped his wand up. "Like incendio?" he asked, and his wand shot a little spurt of flame into the air. "That could be very helpful indeed. I hear zombies aren't huge fans of fire."