"Anyway, we have Herbology. Later!"

Professor Flitwick is just finishing answering the questions of a fourth-year Gryffindor and sending her on her way. "Hello, hello," he says, when Ari and Sally appear. "I don't believe I have you next period."

"You don't! I want to start a Dueling Club. Also, I want to fight you. Politely. Duel you, I guess."

"Ah! I see. This was tried a few years ago but the results were a bit, ah, well. I imagine it could be done properly but it will need to be handled with delicacy, I think, considering the current climate. If you would care to demonstrate a duel with me once something is set up I do not object. Are you familiar with formal dueling conventions, Mr. Kalmeth, or just generally interested in the subject?"

"I am familiar with them, yes. And I've been working on sticking to them. My, um, background is a bit... informal. I think I can get myself in shape on the rules in a few weeks, though."

"Yes, yes. I'll want to consult the headmistress," squeaks Flitwick, "and she may decide that the time is not right for a dueling club at Hogwarts, but if she is amenable I am likewise willing to sponsor you."

Ari nods. "Counting on you, sir."

"Now run along, I have another class in a few minutes," says Flitwick, making indulgent shooing motions.

"Yessir." They run along.