Hmmm. Either. It sounded like the suits of armor will have to lend them a couple of swords. No big deal, as long as no one found out. Then again, there was that little Ravenclaw first year that seemed to be wherever Treyen found himself in trouble, like that time in the armor corridor.

"Then we'll try to do it here, though, I don't mind waiting for summer," as in...Conan's home. "Why warm?" he asked, tilting his head to one side. Inside the Castle was warm enough, no?

Then Conan replied to his question. Right. Now. He nodded as he thought about it. His favorite from the whole staff was, without a doubt, Mr. Stryker, but he was not a Professor, even if he taught him one spell. Zookara had been top of the list before he started to talk about fairy tales. Vindictus, was, well, VINDICTUS! Incredibly awesome, and probably his first choice, until the Herbology lessons came along. McFusty seemed to be destined for greatness...in Treyen's list, that is. But...Lafay had taught him so much about Potions, and the class itself was one he enjoyed, most times. Bishop was definitely a favorite, regardless their rocky start.

Man! This was hard!

He eventually smiled, once he figured out the name his answer was going to carry out. "Hadley," he said, with one nod, "Professor Hadley, the Arithmancy one," and this was surprising, to Treyen at least, because he hated numbers.