Olly was listening quietly. So far he really had nothing to add. If they had stopped being quidditch because of the potential risks and dangers it seemed crazy to try to play something even more dangerous. Though with the modifications he supposed it wouldn't be too bad. Maybe. He could still see it going horribly wrong. Then again, anything could be dangerous if it went wrong enough. Even things like...going to the bathroom.

Anyway. Cauldron strapped to his head? Check. Broom? Check. In the air again? Check. Balls in his cauldron? Uhh....

The rubber balls had been released but now that he was supposed to catch them in his cauldron Olly was not sure what to do. He was bad enough at catching with his hands, how was he supposed to catch with his head? And catch only the green ones, at that. Olly flew threw the mayhem, trying to avoid the yellow and red and blue balls. But the problem was the green ones were all mixed in and he didn't know what to do. Oh! There was one! Olly flew rapidly toward a green rubber ball, hoping to catch it in his cauldron. Instead he ran right into it, hitting it with the outside of the cauldron and sending it flying even further away. Great.