A bark of a laugh at the dig at organised religion, since Strange can sincerely relate: “They sure are. I’ve had to bite my tongue so many times, devotion is so much more prevalent here.”

He remains politely quiet while she works on the form. Sorry about the impending panic attack, Hermione; he’s truly not the most reassuring man, even if he tries.

“Yep. Feel free to stop by the infirmary to amend the details anytime.” He cranes his head to read the answers upside-down after she’s done. “… Time travel?”