 Obstacles 1 & 2 *never thought HM will come in handy for this xD* Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy
Eyyyy, oops? "Gotcha, Captain!" Charlie gave Bel a salute and turned to Daisy to give her a sheepish smile. They should talk later, yeah? After completing his arm exercise, Charlie then turned his attention back to Bel as she explained the obstacle course before them. It did look imposing for a first-time flyer, but the whole thing yelled F U N. Who cares about getting messy? That was part of Quidditch and Quodpot so sticky marshmallows shouldn't be a problem. In fact, he might deliberately bump into one of the enchanted marshmallows so he'd be able to get free chow while in the air. Kanes were known to do two things at the same time so that two shouldn't be a problem. But of course, he will still try to whack it away with a bat.
Just right before did the countdown, Charlie pulled his mask up, and pulled his goggles over his bright blue eyes. The chaser hopeful stuck his hand out above his broom and summoned it with gusto. "UP!" Practised fingers quickly wrapped itself around the Starweeper XXI, and in a second, he was already mounted on his broom, hovering a few meters above ground. "Let's go, Hufflepuff!!!" tryouts or not, the team spirit was there.
The familiar rush was felt as Charlie zoomed past the others, hurtling his way towards the barriers. "I am one with my broom...I am one with my broom!" His former Quodpot captain's voice echoed in his head, and that was exactly what Charlie did. He pressed his torso down towards the handle, mimicking the shape of a sharp arrow and continuously tuned out the rest of the obstacle course, focusing solely on the barriers ahead. Charlie weaved through the obstacle, keeping himself and his broom low, tuning himself further with his broom as he slightly shifted his position to turn left, right, left, and right, until he reached the end of the barriers, where a pile of quaffles waited for him.
Trained to handle a quod most of his life, it wasn't much of a challenge to Charlie. As he closed in on the pile, he slightly pulled his broom up and rolled on his broom to snatch a quaffle from the pile that he flew by. With the quaffle safely tucked underneath his arm, he pulled himself up further towards the goal posts, did a quick fly-by behind it and did a hook shot at the middle post.
Team USA, reprezzzent.
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