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Disneymaniac
Conan nodded, "Swordfighting...yeah ok." He had never played cowboys and indians anyway. He actually hadn't really played with anyone else before. Maybe other kids that came to visit his father. But he didn't really have any friends at home.
He nodded, "I will do. I won't call him the flying guy. Professor Vindictus." He had to remember that. And he would too. "What about just Professor?" That was easier to remember. Since everyone was called it anyway.
"Brilliant!" he exclaimed, giving Conan a very wide smile. Sword fighting sounded pretty cool, you know? And they may even practice during the summer, right? Summer...but they were in Hogwarts
now.
"Do you have a sword to practice with?" Treyen was assuming that the second year could only have a fake sword, of course, but the suits of armor have a couple they could borrow...
Oh, thank Gilderoy! He'd call Vindictus by a proper name. Good. Because Treyen didn't want the Flying Professor to take a whole bunch of points from them just for being called 'Flying dude' or something, then again, it may make him feel young...which wouldn't be too bad, right? Er, yeah, no, he wasn't letting Conan try that out.
"That's better, actually, I only call him 'Professor'," he said, nodding,
"'Professor Vindictus' if there are other professors around," but for Conan to remember the man's name was bound to be tricky, so, maybe just 'Professor' will suffice.