Neville found a smile forming on his face, "It was a bit shocking, wasn't it? But I like it, Hannah," he said as the little witch came over to them. He put up three fingers and she escorted them to a table with three chairs. She moved off to fetch a tea lorry, and brought it back, loaded with cakes, cookies, pies and sandwiches for them to select and put on their table.
"I liked the way it sounded," Neville said again, "Mrs. Longbottom. And I didn't even think of my Gran for a minute," he added as he pointed to a few different things, and turned to look at Hannah. He still held Olivia, and he brought a cookie up to her hand, "Here's a cookie, lovie. You want some nice hot cocoa as well?"
The witch heard his request and moved off, returning with a small pot of chocolate for their table as well.