"I guess," he conceded, not sounding very convinced. "Good thing is, at least we seem to have variety at our disposal. Regarding the animals, I mean."
At least there was only a month left before they could all go home. Well, supposedly. This new decree left a bad taste in his mouth - what if they were all forced to stay? Or the Muggleborns, at least? He didn't think Lucy had been identified yet, but what if she was before term ended? The idea of her being left in the castle for three months was disturbing.
"Hopefully we won't have to do anything until we're ready." He realized that sounded much sillier then he'd meant. Nikolas just didn't relish the fact that they might be needed, and unable to help. "And there's always summer."