"I suppose so," Roger said since that was truly the best explanation he was going to get. Eli was one of his best mates, but that still didn't stop Eli from being secretive even from him.
Roger looked over the pensieve, and reached to take his wand from his pocket. He could hear Eli's pessimism in his voice, which just made Roger roll his eyes. Did he forget that he was a Ravenclaw or what? "Fine, putting it in the pensieve," he said lifting his wand up to his temple, before concentrating to extract a memory. He assumed he was good with any memory since this was just a demonstration, so he drew out the memory of the day he made Eli tryout for Quidditch, and slipping the shining whisp of memory into the pensieve.