Arcturus' face kept a less broad, but still sincere smile. Zelric seemed to be getting along well with the others. At least he was talking instead of remaining silent. Perhaps the excitement of being close to going to Hogwarts had lightened his mood.<br/><br/>Zelric nodded at the nickname that Adelaide gave herself, perhaps he could think of another nickname later if he felt like it. Addy would do just fine for his memory at the time being. "Addy, then." He confirmed and looked towards Giren and Cat who were talking about the subjects they would take. By now it was clear that the boy had grown up in a muggle house and he was okay with it. His parents were pureblooded and while they had some pride in that, they had taught him that every being had to prove itself useful and worthy, regardless of their upbringing and background. "To each their merit and worth as earned..." Or something like that was what his father said.<br/><br/>"My parents are potion masters, and I'm trying to learn at home but they won't let me near the cauldrons. I'm looking forward to potion's class." He was proud of his parent's work but tried not to brag too much about it, his mother said it was rude and a bad ice breaker. He considered briefly what Cat had said about muggle schools and nodded, he had attended one for almost a year. "I think the subjects are more interesting in Hogwarts than in any muggle school, at least from what I've been told. And I don't saw any mathematics book in the list they sent...Oh! Flying, I would love to. My father says he wants me to learn at Hogwarts before buying me a broom or letting me near my uncle's carpets. I'd love to be able to fly next to Nozomi." He looked upwards for a glance of his falcon, but it didn't seem to be nearby.<br/><br/>He had had no experience with flying tools yet, but he would make up for the lost time in the next vacations, if he convinced them. And if he didn't cause any serious problems that year.