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She laughed. âIt was the same when we were in school.â Cassie smiled at him, nodding when he agreed. âI thought so. It wouldnât seem as formal, more personal. I think the kids would like that a lot, honestly.â She rested her chin in her palm. âI guess once or twice a week. Tuesdays and Thursdays, so it wouldnât interfere with quidditch. I guess I could get a master schedule from McGonagall to make sure we arenât overlapping with anything else important.â
âSeems to be a never-ending cycle that Iâve been trying to put out since I became a professor here. Each year we get a little better. At least I like to think so,â Neville smiled as he leaned back in his seat and rubbed his jaw. âThat sounds good. Maybe we can have dinner for them or snacks -- something that isnât offered in the Great Hall to give them a little more initiative to join us.â













