"Is that so?" Sebastian asked. He hadn't been there for those arrangements, he didn't know how true that was or wasn't, but he didn't put a lot of stead in their way of handling things. He wouldn't have wanted to go to Durmstrang either. Not as a muggleborn. "In that case I'll certainly have words with Professor McGonagall. There must be some agreement we can come to," he nodded, convinced that this was a thing that could be achieved.
"Wait there. I'll be back in a moment."
Sebastian wasn't too sure how to make kids happy, but he thought a combination of every ice cream going would suffice. With some hot fudge and sprinkles. Because why not? He carried the behemoth out to Dennis, settling it in front of him. "We'll go when you've finished. You can pack your things and we'll head back to school. I'll do my best."