Nathan watched as the girl from before, Miss Scrimgeour if he remembered correctly, rounded the corner and upon seeing him raised her wand. The sparks that burst forth shot past his right side, followed by the shorter girl storming right up to him. Nathan quirked an eyebrow as she had, yet again shot a spell at him from nowhere. He was beginning to wonder if magical Upper Class families were taught the same etiquette as muggle Upper Class families. It is generally considered rather rude to do such things. He mentally shrugged and clasped his hands casually behind his back and gave her a genuine smile. "Good evening Miss Scrimgeour."