Clang. Pitter. Patter.

Theo was like, awesome at this. And it took him AGES to even realize it. To quote Marty McFly: Once you put your mind to it, you can accomplish anything. Uh huh, Theo had his heroes, you know.

But saying that, his little legs were getting quite tired, especially after having every bone of his body being knocked by a rock every two seconds.

IN FACT, THERE WAS ONE NOW.

"Oweeeeeee." Don't cry, Theodore. He slowed down on his broom to rub his shoulder that had just gotten impacted, but he was okay. He REALLY needed to check his cauldron, cos he couldn't exactly count very well when he was trying to focus on the path ahead.

Didn't he have like twenty?

No, only seven...