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Was....the Divination professor implying that Miss Cambridge did NOT posses these things? Someone needed to check their crystal balls again - although he was ever so slightly biased when it came to the Head Girl. Not that he would ever admit to this out loud.
He simply nodded at her next comment, and hardly considered gobstones a sport. It was more physics than anything else. Although the gobs could be deceptive in the presence of science. Magic did that from time to time, turn science upside down on its head. Drove the astronomer batty. "Well, physics does play a heavy roll in all things rolled or thrown, so there is a bit of strategy involved there," he confirmed. Air friction combined with the friction from the playing surface and then the added goo and all. And now he was being reminded why he somewhat enjoyed the game. Much preferred quidditch. High intensity and slamming against others rather than rolling gobs and splattering stinky goo. "There is a clear learning curve with gobstones that some students never seem to get on board with. Throw things too hard and over compensating for friction. Things Mr. Zeke and Mr. Baines are having no trouble with."
Not surprising. He had found both first years to have a natural talent for scientific inquiry.
"You should give it a proper go sometime. I bought a few sets for the common room and I am sure there are some lying about the castle elsewhere." Heck, he might be willing to give the game a go now that he was suitless.
And then that was it and the Head of House was on his feet cheering and roaring in delight with the outcome.
"Well played Gryffindor!" he applauded as he did a little festive wiggle where he stood. "Congratulations Mr. Zeke!" More clapping and wiggling. "Stellar effort Ravenclaw and well done Mr. Baines!"
Oh sweet solstice, would you look at that? He had RED GOO on his pajamas. HE'D BEEN HIT! ASTRONOMER DOWN! ASTRONOMER DOWN! RED SHIRTING IN PROGRESS ALONG WITH OVERLY DRAMATIC FLAILING AND MAN SQUEEAKING!
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