Getting help from the experts (Open to Lily, Brenda, and Jaime)

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((Backdated to Halloween night, right after this thread.))

Surprisingly, it wasn't difficult to find the offices on the first floor, nor was the trip very eventful; there were occasional sounds of fighting and/or general wanton destruction every so often, but none of it crossed their path. So it didn't take long to find the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office. "Can you scan for anybody?" Jaime asked the scarab before turning to Brenda. "There's one person in there, but that's all it can tell through the wards and stuff."

He raised a hand to knock, then hesitated, looking down at himself. Even with the extended lack of people trying to maim him, he was still unable to shut the armor down. "I'm not sure she'll buy the costume-gone-horribly-wrong excuse," he added, worried. "You got any ideas?" Maia had seemingly bought it, but Maia hadn't been in the best state of mind at the time.