For a moment Audrey just stares.  These mystical mages that she had always thought so powerful, they used the dragons to do it?  Dragons like Samson? And even now, if he dies in his mourning....  She shudders at the thought.  But looking at the blonde boy and his obvious shame, she can't be mad at him.  With a slight smile on the edge of her lips, she places a hand on his shoulder.<br/><br/>"Well... as long as you don't use the live ones I think we can still manage.  Just no coming after mine....  So come on... show me the wonders of the wizarding halls...."