 Team Purple
Maisie tied her hair behind her head. It was usually swinging around by her hips, but it was impossible to fly like that.
She raised her hand. "What about a speed limit, Professor? There are some students much older than us First Years and they have much more experience with brooms. We should make sure it's balanced." Maisie pulled on flying gloves. She was nervous about flying with NEWT age students, especially when an exploding Quaffle was being thrown around!
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