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demented_death_eater 
"Thanks, Hugo," Vindictus replied and kept a firm grip on the expensive broom. "Now go have a seat with the others."
He was still waiting on the two first years who had yet to come speak to him. Thankfully, his dark sunglasses were on and the students were unable to see him roll his eyes.
Time to start class.
"Today, we're going to cover the basics of flying - taking off and landing, as well as maneuvering the broom in the air," he announced to the class. "I'd like for each of you to come up here and select a school broom."
He paused and pointed to the broom rack.
Then he pointed to a white line that appeared on the grass. "Once you have a broom, please walk over to the white line and stand there with the broom in your hand."
Wha- no explanation at all? He nodded at the professor trying to look as friendly as possible, then took a seat and listened.
He walked slowly to the school brooms. No need to hurry- they were the same slow brooms. He took one in his hand, he tried to see which looked fast and new, but they were all old and dirty. Ew. Cleansweep? No, were these produced by the school? He walked towards the white line. Ah, now he understood how "basic" this was. Bummer.