"No problems thus far," Quentin agreed. "At least, nothing major." There was never a school day that didn't boast some small problem. An argement in class, or an upset student, or something broken, or someone pulling a prank or something. He was already seeing that.
"He might well be," he glanced up at some of the portraits that he could see where he was standing. There were so many of them. Dumbledore being the only one that he recognized, of course, at least right off the top of his head.