Jax clapped Aeden affectionately on the cheek.
"There's my man!  I get it, though.  He's scared.  Scared of us older students, I 'spect.  We learned Dark Arts from the Carrows when they were here."  

As he spoke, other students were gathering around.  Their attitudes toward Clowers were varied, but most seemed disappointed at the very least.  The last of the newcomers called the group a "council."  

"Well," Jax began with a roll of his eyes, "I'm well sorry, 'parently my chat with me cousin has interrupted this 'council.'  Please forgive me, I did not mean to cause offense.

"And by the bloody by, if I had to choose a 'Puff it'd be Dane over there not whoever you are."  

"Well if I'm a part of this," Dana spoke up, having followed Seleana over.  "I just want to say, maybe you're jumping the gun a bit, Jax?  It's been one class, maybe just wait a bit before complaining?"