Mischa shrugged. He had not felt pity for gnomes in a very long time and certainly was not feeling it now. He remembered them taking over the garden at his home and his mother always tasking him with the responsibility of getting rid of them. "They vill get over it. I do not think they really mind getting tossed. Vou vould have think they vould haff stopped coming back if they did.''

"I hated it at first,'' the Durmstranger said simply. Over the months he had gradually gotten used to being there and attending classes and spending time in the Ravenclaw common room. He could tell what as coming next. He had told himself he would be asked this question and for that he had an answer waiting. "I do not knov vhat vou are talking about.'' He was not going to disclose anything.

A Healer. Mischa thought that that career would compliment Minerva's personality very well. She always was willing to take care the other students so a healer was not a bad choice. "A good choice.'' As for him? "I hope to become a Curse breaker someday.'' That meant advanced studies in Arithmancy but it was a subject he excelled in.

Like Minerva, Mischa was startled by the sudden appearance of a ghost. It was one he had often seen around the Castle particularly at the Gryffindor House table. They were also joined by a girl whom Minerva referred to as Laura. Mischa nooded at the ghost when he was introduced. "Mischa Moller,'' he added.

"The three of us could haff our own competition now.'' It was just a suggestion. He was not sure if Minerva would want to do any tossing. It was a pity the could could not do any.