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"YOU'RE OUT OF THIS WORLD, MR. ADAIR! KEEP IT UP!" the professor roared as he was back on his feet. FINALLY Gryffindor had scored some points. It seemed as though he would need to bring back the shrunken head bowling in the common room this term. Something to discuss with Maddox - who would probably just tell him to do whatever he wanted, which the astronut tended to do regardless.
And then one of the transfers stepped in for the next round and the professor roared his praise once again. "YOU'RE HOTTER THAN PLANCK TEMPERATURE, MR. HWANG!"
In which he was referring to the boy's toss and skills with a gobstone, naturally.
"GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME, MISS BAYLESS!" he shouted, pointing both fingers at his eyes. An unfortunate hiccup now Gryffindor had seemed to find some sort of rhythm. Especially since that had been such a stellar toss from Mr. Zeke.
It was times like these that he missed quidditch. A well placed bludger to the opponents stronger players to knock them out of the game... he supposed one could throw gobstones at the other team, but they surely would not be met with the same praise that Beater's received.
After erupting into more celebration as Mr. Adair, he literally had to bite his tongue from ordering the Gryffindor gobstones team to pick up their stones and just throw them at the Hufflepuff team to take them out distract them.
Don't mind him and his flaring nostrils. Competitive bloke over here flapping his arms and roaring loudly.
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