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Ivy Nienna
Yup. Zooming forward, she timed it. One, her arm stretched out in preparation. Two, she swung it backwards building momentum.
And three! Release of the quaffle straight to the baskets.
If she hadn't been wearing gloves, Ivory for sure would've spend the next seconds anxiously biting her nails.
Nope, he caught it before it could get inside the baskets.
Ancient times were hard, people, he was actually wondering how long the game lasted back in those days, Professor Vindictus forgot to say that, right?
Quaffle in his hand, the boy zoomed away, away towards the other baskets, and then...
....whaaaat?!
One of those mini-boulder things came towards his Quaffle and knocked it away from him, making him lose balance on the broom for a bit.
That's what you get for holding the Quaffle like a purse. Pffft, silly blooders.