Ewan couldn’t help but grin as Professor Stewart chastised him. Patience wasn’t his best trait but he knew she was joking. Catching the ball in both hands now, Ewan turned towards the Professor, ready for the next set of instructions, an excitable smile across his face.

It was interesting to see how wizards taught basketball. Keeping his balance just always seemed so natural, just something that you did rather than something that needed to be worked on. Feeling somewhat stupid, he stood there, his legs the same length apart as his shoulders. Next moving his own hand above his mid-section so as to fake block someone from shooting, still feeling a little stupid. Keep your head lower than your opponents? Okay that was new to him. Moving his head lower than his imaginary student, he held it stance for a few seconds whilst looking around to see how his friends were doing.