Daphne kept her gloved hands firmly on the broom stick, zigging and zagging through the obstacle course. The rings were back to their original state, no spark and cookies. She felt like being a little daring, doing a barrel-roll through one hoop as it expanded to the size of a hula-hoop.

She giggled and quickly turned her broom around and watched one hoop moving up and down very quickly. She eyed it as it neared the ground, and she knew what she wanted to do. She sped down, almost appearing to collide with the pitch. Then she suddenly pulled upward and flew through the hoop with ease.