Sir Nick smiled at the young, very polite, Ravenclaw. "At your service, Master Harvey." But now that he'd been introduced, Sir Nicholas bounced the surname off his tongue. "Jarvis, Jarvis, Jarvis," and at the mention of three sisters in Slytherin, Sir Nick raised a pointed finger. "Yes! Merlin, nobody can accuse Sir Nicholas of forgetting a student. Kaylie, Isabella and Teresa?" he asked.

The ghost's full attention was on the two students, who were giving him some very sound advice. "Ahh yes, quite right" he said, realising he was going about this the wrong way. "Tolerance, an open-mind, pros and cons... of course, not get lost in emotions, and nothing shall be lost or compromised," he repeated in a quiet mutter, a method Sir Nick used to remember things. "Astounding advice, my friends. I will use this in my quest to assist with the betrothal of Peeves and Miffy." Once he was to find the Friar he could relay this information, and the two of them would be prepared to speak again with the Lady Helena and the Baron.