He nodded as Hugo spoke of his patronus. 'Yeah, I've seen them.' He grinned as the youngster opposite sat up a little straighter. His enthusiasm was obvious, which was an essential part of the learning process. He would need that and a whole lot of determination.
'From what I've heard and seen, you're born to fly. A Kestrel would be perfect for you. You do tend to become your patronus, in fact, I've never heard of an animagus who hasn't.' Retrieving a tennis ball that had somehow found it's way down the back of the sofa cushion, he threw it absently from hand to hand.
'So the Kestrel, it flies instinctively, its focused, precise.' He glanced at Hugo. 'Characteristics that ring true for yourself?'