"That's a nice thing about a carpet," Antonin smiled, "you can pile stuff on it, and set a course to a place where it flips over and dumps the load. No rider needed, just somebody to herd it along from a distance."
"Andromeda is progressing nicely, but then she has a dancer's background. Young Miss Tonks really needs to practice quite a bit more. She's still terribly clumsy, and not really a deft hand with a wand. Perhaps you could help her a bit? She might be intimidated by me."