'And you want me to do this stunt...at fifty miles an hour?' It sounded utterly impossible to Arcturus, and incredibly dangerous. Lose control at that speed – a speed itself impossible in Arcturus' time - and you might not have the time or the awareness to avert disaster. 'I don't wish to be impolite, but it sounds frightfully difficult. You clearly have a great talent for flying, sir, but I don't think that I can begin to match it. Not in the time that I will have here.' He paused, taking a moment longer to consider it. 'That is to say, I'd like very much to learn about the reversed controls and other developments, and I shall certainly attempt any manoeuvre that you suggest I learn, but this is all rather new to me.'
Arcturus couldn't help but look a little abashed when the topic of gentlemanly behaviour arose. Richard was very probably right. 'Usually,' he offered, 'it's alright if one's friends do the celebrating, over something as small as a goal. Quidditch doesn't have too many codified formalities, like duelling – did you ever learn duelling, as a sport? We have a club at school. I never thought to ask if the Hufflepuffs had one of their own. It doesn't seem the most Hufflepuff thing to do.' Quite sensibly, Arcturus neglected to mention that the Slytherin club was an entirely unsanctioned one, and that Hufflepuffs, in general, didn't see themselves as above the rules when it pleased them.
When prompted, he readily agreed to try out the sudden stops, but gave Richard a serious look before flying off to do so. 'I shan't panic like that again, I assure you.' It had to be said. Arcturus didn't want Richard to think badly of him for it. With that, he was off, flying to a fair distance away, and then beginning to test out the notion of stopping by reversing the controls, just as he had been shown. It took him some time - it wasn't as easy as it looked! At first, whenever he pulled up the stick to stop, the broom would start plummeting downwards, which was simple to recover from, but still a nuisance. Then he overcompensated, and flew upwards instead, making it a very tight directional change rather than a stop. But Arcturus kept trying, deep in concentration, until eventually he had the technique just right, albeit at an extremely slow pace.