After Kingsley had explained their inquiry, McGonagall arose from behind her desk and stepped forward.
"So you are saying you want to take private lessons as a team?" She raised her eyebrows, surveying the seven students. Seeing them look back at her with expectant eyes, the professor merely nodded. "I believe that could be arranged, but you all aren't guaranteed spots. You do realize that?"
"Yes, Professor, we do." Kingsley replied in his slow, steady voice. Nodding toward his now teammates, they filed out of the room.
“We are going to dominate!” Timothy spoke, pumping his fist into the air.