You know where Vivian Fairfield was? Here, of course. Pssssh, she was totally in class all along. And she did notice the posters in front. One of them was soccer... and she wasn't quite sure about the rest, but she was positive that those were sunflowers. A confused look grew on her face. What does it have to do with sports?

Er, anyway. Vivian knew about the Statute, yes. Perhaps every single member of the wizarding world was made very aware of its existence. Because muggles and wizards don't always mix well together. But then Hattie's answer to the question totally took Vivian aback. So... they weren't allowed to participate in muggle sports? Weird. She raised her hand. "I see the point why this is part of the Statute, professor," Vivian nodded. "I kind of half agree and disagree? No use of wands, yes, but... if one wizard gets the twitchy feeling of using magic, then I guess it's up to his conscience?" Because Vivian wouldn't, of course. Playing against the rules always bothered her. Sort of. Only during Quidditch matches, sure. "The participating wizard would know the consequence, after all." Like a life sentence to Azkaban or something wasn't bad enough.