Mr. Umbridge was real nice, and Sam raised an inquisitive eyebrow as Dora mentioned money and travel. "Yeh gonna take 'im up on it? It'd sure beat Hogwarts..." She was only partly serious, of course. For one because she'd miss her bestie if she decided to go to far flung places whilst she had to attend boring runes lessons.

She smiled at the invitation, and she nodded with a smile. "Course I'll come. I loves yeh dad, acting as a buffer or not." He was fair, generous and kind, and whenever she stayed at the Umbridges she always felt incredibly safe and secure. She couldn't really explain why, but she liked it a lot. And talking of generous, Sam tilted her head curiously at the pouch, taking it before she'd fully realised what it contained. She pulled the drawstring open, and gasped. "I can't take all that! I ain't even done any chores for it!" Was it for them to share maybe? She held it awkwardly for confirmation.

Which on the plus side, did stop her from fiddling with her braid again. "Honestly?" As if Dora would ever lie to her. She smiled and squeezed the Gryffindor's hand lightly. "Pretty high," she responded with a nod. She had experience with such things, having squatted in various empty buildings growing up. "...yeh Dad has definitely left town though, yeah?" No need to get regrounded from their celebration of being ungrounded.