 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Mamie didn't have any anecdotes about crash landing. She'd always been very careful, especially now that she had her own broom. She was fairly certain if she crashed and broke her broom, her parents would never let her fly again. Like, almost positive. It had been hard enough convincing them to let her get a broom the first time, when she had a very good track record with crashes. (Read: zero crashes)
And she didn't even really know anyone else who'd crashed. Most of the people she'd ever flown with were here today, or some of the older students who played Quidditch that she'd roped into helping her train. And they obviously didn't crash. At least not when she could see them.
As she listened to the other students' answers, she nodded along. Violet had a good point, Ash had...well, she was descriptive, even the first years had good points. She tried to think if there was anything that had been left out. Well...only one thing. She raised her hand. "If there's wind, aiming for the ground won't work because you might not crash where you wanted. You might end up in the lake instead," she said. |