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Charlie may or may not have stayed up all night waiting for this announcement to be posted in their noticeboard. Forget falling asleep in lessons, or skipping homework--Quidditch Tryouts is here, and he was ready for it. While in Ilvermorny, he'd been recruited to join Thunderbird's Quodpot Team, albeit being a reserve, but he did enjoy the practice games. But being a reserve forever kind of sucked, so maybe he'll get a chance to play for the Quidditch Hufflepuff Team, and show them what he's made of.
With his old, but well-maintained Starsweeper XXI, Charlie sauntered towards the Quidditch Pitch with confidence.
And what was this? An obstacle course? Charlie could feel his excitement double at the sight of a challenge. "Yeaaah, now that's what I'm talking about!" Eager-beaver Charlie beamed at the Hufflepuff Captain and a sup nod. She's cool...and that accent's hawt by the way. "Let's get started then..." Selecting a random spot for himself, Charlie dropped his broom on the ground and began to do some stretching exercises specifically made for Quodpot players.
*crack...crack...streeeetch*
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