Erik walked into the room still feeling rather confused as to the dummy/woman and how he had forgotten she was a dummy. As he looked around he saw the image of a not very friendly man and sat down to listen to what he said. Taking the parchment he read quickly, no magic, obstacle and to use either broom, paper or gobstones. Hmmm. He smiled again as he stood up and looked around for a broom. He preferred the broom, it reminded him of stick fighting back home.

Finding a broom he placed one hand on the tail twigs and the other about halfway up. "Alright...now where's this obstacle eh?" Moving his hand briefly he unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt getting ready for a fight since he was sure he'd have to.

His eyes went to Ben and he pursed his lips, "Well it is conceivable Ben that Magical Games and Sports would teach someone how to defend themselves with their equipment. How many people do ye know that would run away when being attacked because they don't know to use their brooms or gobstones?" Well it wasn't inconceivable. "Well the only way to work as a team would be to split up to take the obstacles and someone sneak by. Like in Quidditch. Ye form a formation so that yer blocking chasers hold off the other teams so that ye can score. In that case I'll take the lad."