Schmoop was very good at recognizing faces, and he had made a beeline for the house table that had as many Ilvermorny students as possible seated amongst them. He was carrying a tray of cookies, tiny little arms stretched as high as possible as he escorted them through the crowd.

"Cookies! Schmoop's famous cookies! Masters and Mistresses can't leave Hogwarts without taking some of Schmoopies famous cookies with them!" he squeaked.

Feel free to grab one, Ilvermornians! Hogwarts kids too, but they were mainly for the visitors!