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Originally Posted by
Nymphadoraliz 
Listening to the explanation, JD looks down worriedly at his broom. He wanted to ask if he could use his own broom, but somehow he didn't think that the professor would let him...
Raising his hand, he asks however, "Could I get another broom...?"
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Originally Posted by Walrus
Jacob looked around at everyone on the line. This seemed easy, but knowing Vindictus, it might prove to be more difficult then it sounded. He looked down at the rather shiny broom, with his finger smeers now on it. Then he just had to ask a stupid question "Sir, where will the rings be? On the ground? are they going to be floating? or both?" It was dumb but he needed to know so he could be on the look out for them.
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Originally Posted by Kaytone
"Sir what if we miss one? Do we have to go back and get it before move on to the next or leave it behind?" Kay asked wishing she had her own broom to do this. It didn't sound to hard but..... She knew how to fly well enough but be a beater on the Quidditch would help with her grabbing the rings. You had to have a good eye to hit the bludgers.
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Originally Posted by The1HBIC
Raising her had Marie asked, "Professor, will we have a certain amount of time to get all four rings?" This would be important to know. If it was timed it would make it more exciting than if they could just go at their own pace. "Or is this going to be like a race? You know to see who can get all their rings first."
"Sorry JD, but everyone must use the school brooms," Vindictus replied shaking his head.
"Keeps the flying field even because some students have expensive brooms." Then he remembered something else and his blue eyes sparkled.
"There are seven golden rings that are being, um, fiercely protected. If you are lucky enough to grab one, then you can earn five extra points," he added and then addressed Jacob's and Kay's question.
"The rings could be on the ground or floating or sitting on something. If you miss the ring, go back and get it." Then he saw Marie's hand dart upwards.
"This is not a race. I repeat - this is not a race. I want each of you to fly safely while on the hunt for the rings and learn how to think quickly when a situation arises.
He looked around to see if there were any other questions.
"Okay, then! You'll start when I blow my whistle and follow the path towards the Lake. On my whistle . . . one . . . two . . . TWEET!" OOC: All RPing will take place in this thread. I will make posts stating the scenario so that you can react. Expect the unexpected and have fun.