"Hannes wouldn't ask her out because he's in love with me," Jupiter points out matter-of-fact, though the grin she wears when she says it seems to betray her actual intent: riling Fred up. She doesn't quite laugh as their teachers get kneed and poked and dingle-bobbed, though she is obviously delighting in it.

Jupiter makes room for Fred to squeeze in, finally. "Nah, think it's Mr. T's," she says, thumbing over her shoulder at their seventeen-year-old Magizoology teacher. "We were seeing it through his eyes, and then, pop!" She claps her hands. "Now, we gotta, like, find out what sticks out for him in the memory. It'll glow when we touch it."

Jupiter's eyes narrow as she examines their surroundings. She considers touching Ms. Gunzenhauser's butt to see if it's the linchpin, but decides against it.