Michael wanted to smack Terry, any other time in the world he would have loved to foster an interest in Quidditch in his daughter, but right now while she was more interested in Hugo Weasley was not one of those times. "Yes because we all know how badly that can turn out."
He did nod at the next bit though, because he couldn't let his daughter show up under-prepared when it came down to it. "Yes love, we'll make sure you know a few extra things for the league."
"Number 9 sounds perfect." He agreed. "Now get your cloak, we have quite a walk down to the gates before we can get to Number 9." He caught up Terry's cloak and tossed it to him so they could leave.