If Care of Magical Creatures class had taught him anything, it was the adorable critter was either going to help heal his now-catatonic brother or eat his face off. One of the two.

Thank Merlin it was the first one!

“...Oh my aching head... Remind me never to join Dueling Club.”

Minoru latched onto his brother. “You’re okay!!”

“I feel as though I was run over by a hippogriff, but yes, I believe I am unharmed.” He took stock of his body. Nothing seemed permanently out of place. “However, my current condition suggests that the perky witch won the duel. So why is she over-exaggeratedly distraught?”

Minoru shrugged.

Once he was sure Isamu was okay, he walked over to Harley and offered her a hand. “You okay?”