Obviously this was not Mundungus MacFusty, for he pictured him to be a gruff trout not a handsome young lion with a jaw like an anvil. Furthermore, this was one of the tallest gentlemen he'd ever seen, and that startled Bragi to distraction.

He blinked, paused, then found his grace and replied; "I played a little at Beauxbatons. How about you?" he dared return. "You look like a Keeper." With limbs that long he could swing at a Quaffle from half a world away.