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Five...laps? If Charlie was riding a broom, it wouldn't be a problem, BUT to do it with his legs and feet? Well, it'd be agony, however, he knew he's destined to be a pro one day so he really shouldn't be complaining. He could take this opportunity to up his game, starting with a good cardio workout. What he didn't like though was the fact that his lower extremities will hate him for doing this. Leg days are the worst!
And so, wearing his 'running gear' a.k.a Quidditch uniform from the last term, Charlie did some stretching while Drill Master Scrimgeour did all the talking. The American teen didn't miss out on the looks that the professors gave each other. So...he was right about the thing he said about Hogwarts when he asked his parents to transfer him back to Ilvermorny. Hogwarts was a military school, only this time, it was literal in every sense.
One final backstretch was made before Charlie began his slow jog. For some reason, the DrillHeadmaster reminded him so much of his former Quodpot Captain. The man was brutal, but it did bring forth good results during their game. Will it be the same for them this term?
Maybe Scrimgeour isn't bad news...
Maybe.
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