“Well, he’s one of those things,” Felix chuckles, despite his surprise at the hair ruffling. It seems they’ll both need to get used to each other’s cultures. He has to smile at her efforts to pronounce his name – gods know how his pronunciation of hers must sound.

“Fee-lix,” he corrects with a grin, before he pauses to think of how he should answer her question. “I’ve been learning since I was a child. As a matter of fact my father taught me my first summoning spell. With conjuration, though, the trick isn’t calling something up. It’s calling something without getting yourself killed in the process.”