"Huh. Ain't met a real witch before." He bobs his head, as if it would help him see Hermione better. "Don't tell me ya got a pointy hat and a broom there."

His stomach makes a sharp growl and he frowns, remembering the motivation that brought him to the Nexus in the first place. "Not to be a total beggar, but ya said ya had some food?

"No poison witch apples, though, 'kay? I can't afford to be in some kinda Snow White situation," he quips with a laugh.