Patrick with a grin ran to the end of the Slytherin rope. Smiling at the mud pit in between the two teams. He was fairly certain they would win. No he knew the slytherin squad would win and destroy the others.

Wrapping his hands around the rope he set his feet into the grass and braced himself for the tug of the rope. He was ready to keep the Slythering team dry and hoped that he could do it. Bring it on Zoryn.