"You'll be covering most of it in class soon enough, anyways."

"It doesn't hurt to be prepared."

"Not at all. The first few weeks are often the hardest for new students, too... It's good to get ahead on that."

Nod.

She yawns, a bit.

"I'll see you in the morning, then."

"Good night, Professor."

"Goodnight, Miss Potter."

Ellie stays up a while longer reading, but eventually turns in for the night.

And as promised, Professor Reynolds knocks on her door at nine thirty in the morning.

"Hnmmgh," she answers blearily.

"Wake up, sleepy head," she calls. "We have that appointment in an hour."

"Mmmrrghhhokaaaay."

"I'll knock again in fifteen minutes - in case you fall back asleep."

"'m up. 'M up."

"Alright. I'll have breakfast ready when you come down, then."

About half an hour later, Ellie joins her downstairs, washed and dressed.

"Good morning," she says. There's a plate - food looking fresh - and a drink across the table from her. It looks like she's already gotten fairly far into her own breakfast.

"Morning." Ellie sits and begins eating.

She explains some of the process of using the visitor's entrance - there's a phone box that acts as the entrance if you dial in the right pass code and then tell the secretary your business.

"Sneaky. What's our business?"

"An appointment with the Department of Child Protective Services."

Nod. "Very official-sounding."

"It is a government building."

"A secret, magical one."

"Perhaps they got infected with a small amount of sense."