Suddenly, several figures seated on broomsticks appeared floating twenty-five feet in the air. The ground below them was covered with a bright turquoise trampoline that was ten feet above the grass. But you notice something strangely odd about the figures on broomsticks - they all keep on changing shapes and appearances. Boggarts on broomsticks.

Task 3: Shuntbumps
The object is for you to knock the boggart from the broomstick. It must first take the shape of what you fear the most and then you must make it change its appearance. Before hitting the boggart, you must be laughing. Fail to laugh, and the boggart will have knocked you off your broom (no editing). No wands or use of Riddikulus can be used. Each person gets one shot at knocking a boggart off the broom.

"Your next task is a variation of the game of Shuntbumps where the object is to knock your opponent from their broom. You fly with the intent to collide," Vindictus said and hoped that the boggarts weren't too scary for some of the students. "It's okay if you fall off your broom after knocking the boggart off his, but remember what you've been taught in DADA - laughter and a broomstick are your only weapons of choice. After you finish with the boggart, please land in the red rectangle and there is some dark chocolate available for those who need cocoa therapy."

He clapped his hands. "Ready? Begin! You have thirty minutes!"


OOC: If you missed the beginning of this final, please start with Task 3. For those who didn't finish the broom race, have your character land and then have them participate in this new task because when a new task begins, its too late to do the old ones.

Boggarts! This one was going to be a bit hairy. At least Qaz knew what her Boggart was now, and she knew what she turned it into in class. Dealing with a Boggart without a wand, though. That could be tricky, because it hand to change in her mind, only.

Qaz mounted her broom and kicked off. She soared up and away from the Boggarts. She needed to center herself. Only when she was calm, could she focus her mind on what she needed to do.

After taking several deep breathes and feeling the fear leave her body, she slowly flew down to confront a Boggart. After a moment, the Boggart must have sensed her arrival, because it turned into a big bonfire. The flames were dancing and she could feel the heat.

Knowing what she had to do, she envisioned the fire in her mind and slowly watched it turn to bouncing goldfish, just like it had done in DADA. Qaz started to chuckle, then to was a full blown laugh.

Still laughing, Qaz barreled ahead…and straight into the Boggart. She hit the bugger dead on then came to a complete halt. The momentum made the Boggart fly off it’s broom, sending it spiralling off through the air.

Qaz raised her fist in triumph, then did a victory lap and touched down in the Red Rectangle. Chocolate was in order…not so much as therapy, but as a prize well won.

Anna blinked and glanced to the sky. There were several figures---ohh, boggarts---flying way up high on broomsticks. When Anna realized what the figures were, she glanced right back down, her eyes falling to rest on the trampolines set up for who knew what reason. Anna's attention was diverted to Professor Vindictus when he began detailing the directions of the third task. Ahhh, so that was what the trampoline was for---Shuntbumps. Yikes. This could get dangerous!

Oh, eeek! Thirty minutes?!?! Not wasting any time, Anna pushed off the ground and flew fast into the air. She headed towards the nearest boggart, noticing it already changing shape as she drew closer to its presence. Once again, Anna was met with zombie-Cale. At least this Cale had all his limps. The boggart in DADA had a hand rot on right in the middle of class! Ewww. Anna concentrated on the boggart and keep telling herself over and over again that it was only an illusion. The more she thought about that, the more she imagined the boggart as really being Cale. This made her think about how clumsy real-Cale was. Anna thought about the time real-Cale had leaned in to kiss her for the very time, only to find out when it was far too late that the tablecloth had gotten caught in his pants somehow. Their entire dinner had fallen to the floor within seconds. Anna thought about his hair, and how Plymouth Morgan and Copernicus Kettleburn always told everyone how Cale's curly locks were fake and were only a result of hairplugs.

Anna imagined her boggart knocking an entire table full of food to the floor and then inserting hair plugs on his scalp. She could feel the laughter coming on, and soon enough, she was laughing loudly at the very thought. Her laughter got louder and louder as she advanced on the boggart, and in a matter of seconds, Anna was a mere foot from zombie-Cale. With an evil grin, Anna flew straight into the boggart, hitting in head on. She watched as it tumbled the ground. Anna then flew back to the ground, landed inside the red rectangle, and began searching for dark chocolate.

Herminny leaned into her broom for a landing inthe red rectangle just in time to hear the next set of instructions then she took the sky again to confront a boggart for the seccond time this year. As she approached the boggart she satarted to think of what had made her laugh in DADA and it was Vindictus ina tutu and envissioning that she started to laugh so hard she almost fell off her broom trying to knock the boggart off it's which she successfully did and then leaned into her broom for a landing in the red rectangle to have some dark chocolate which is her absolute favorite indulgence.

Wooooooh Shuntbumps! Cela loooooooooooved this game! Even if it was with a boggart. But boggarts were nothing to be worried about anymore! She had faced down her lethifold boggart, then faced a lethifold and overcome it for real. So what would it turn into now? Cela was already laughing before she'd even begun. Because she was enjoying herself and she had realised that no matter what, she could do it, Professor Kazimeriz had shown her that.

So Cela flew up towards the boggarts, focusing on one in particular and hesitating only slightly as it turned into... what the heck? Why was the boggart Copernicus? Cela slowed down and peered at the Cope-boggart. It seemed to be.... ignoring her?!? It was ignoring her!? The Cope-boggart was stoically looking away from her. That was kind of uncool. Wait, she knew how to make the Cope-boggart notice her! Cela giggled at the thought and shot forward, pulling up alongside the Cope-boggart and laying a big fat kiss right on it's boggarty-Cope-lips before bursting into laughter and shoving it hard off it's broom.

Feeling victorious, Cela landed in the red rectangle and dismounted, immediately helping herself to some of the chocolate because it was chocolate.

Why did it have to be Boggarts? He had had enough of those foul things in DADA, now this? He didn't want to relive his father telling him how useless he was or his mother sobbing. William shook his head and sihged, mounting his broom and kicking off. He flew away from the Boggarts, his mind already tramatized by the very idea.

Taking several deep breaths, he closed his eyes, envisioning what he needed to do before lfying towards them and seeing his family standing in the middle of the air on broom shouting at him. He winced, biting his bottom lip as he heard his mother sobbing uncontrollably, her eyes red with tears. He wanted to fly towards her and comfort her, but knew otherwise. Taking another deep breath he controlled the urge to shout at his "father and tried to envision them all in clown outfits, riding a tricycle. In his mind he saw his father fall off, landing on his back and rolling around like a ball.

He began chuckling his eyes staring straight ahead as he moved closer, his face controlled as he began laughing as he thought of all three on the floor rolling around. He barked laughter as he barreled forward straight into the nearest Boggart. He hit him dead on, and William continued laughing, he just couldn't stop now that he had actually felt the Boggart under him as it fell, to the ground. He was shaken up badly, his hands tight against the broom.

He stopped, laughing and did a small victory lap as he pumped his fist in the air. Take that Boggart he thought as he flew towards the red triangle, landing softly at the edge. He practically ran at the chocolate, looking a bit pale. Did he need it, oh yes he did.

Boggart! John was scared now he had never faced a Boggart before. He hoped he could knock it of it's brrom before he fainted at whatever it was that it would change into.

He mounted his broom and then kicked off as he flew into the air, as he got near the boggart it seemed to change into a Dragon. John laughed as he thought about the a dragon without fire.

He flew straight into the Boggart and then came to a stop, but the momentum of the Boggart made it fall straight off the broom. he raised his hand in glory as he flew back down to the ground as he saw the Red Rectangle he touched down on the ground right in the middle of it.

Uh-oh. Boggarts. Juniper took a deep breath and clung tightly to the handle of her broomstick. The fourth year slowly flew toward one of the broom-riding boggarts and paused a fairly safe distance away. She was utterly unprepared for this. She was not mentally prepared, either to face her worst fear or to turn it into something laughable. Juniper could feel the sweat from her hands gathering on her broom handle as she edged closer to the boggart with bated breath. If only it would change into her worst fear already so she could get it over with.

Waiiit a minute. Juniper's breath caught in her throat. No. No, this was not happening. She could not make anything funny out of this! Tears welled up in the fourth year's eyes as she stared at the boggart!Anti-Nature Girl who was laughing menacingly and dropping poor innocent pets of other Ravenclaw students to their deaths.

"Noooo..."

Juniper could not let boggart!Kovac do that. She would not. It was her duty to stop boggart!Anti-Nature Girl! Surely that was the entire reason she had been sorted into Ravenclaw. She had to stop this horror. But how?

...By imagining boggart!Anti-Nature Girl in a pink rabbit suit, of course. What was funnier than seeing a girl who hated both pink and animals in a suit that made her both pink and an animal? Nothing, of course! Juniper began giggling uncontrollably and flew haphazardly at boggart!Kovac-in-a-pink-rabbit-suit in order to knock the boggart off its broom. She braced herself for the collision by reminding herself that it was a boggart and not the real Kovac, and--

THWACK!

Juniper collided with boggart!Kovac-in-a-pink-rabbit-suit head-on and was disconcerted enough from the collision that she did not get to see the boggart fall from its broom to the turquoise trampoline. Instead, she flew in a spiral that reflected her own dizziness until she landed just outside the red rectangle, stumbled inside the red rectangle, and sank to the ground, broom still in hand. She did not need chocolate... but she sure as Merlin's neon blue pants needed some therapy.

Oh noes. Clifford wasn't too good when it came to boggarts. He'd completely freaked and jump on the desk in DADA when the the gnomes went for him. EEK! Taking a steadying breath, the sixth year mounted his broomstick and flew towards the boggarts. He could do this. Right. If he did this, he could go back and get some chocolate as a reward! YAY!

As he got closer, the boggart he was advancing on transformed into a gnome just like he'd been expecting. It wasn't as terrifying as he'd imagined though. Really, a gnome on a broomstick? It was pretty hilarious actually. It was so funny it made his task of imagining it with no arms and legs a whole lot easier. A potato riding a broom!

"BWAHAHAAA!" Bursting out laughing, Clifford flew straight for the broom riding potato and tackled it, causing it to fly through the air. HAH!

Grinning triumphantly, he then looped around and made his way back to the red rectangle. CHOCOLATE!

Tobi's eyes bugged in his goggles. ZOMG! Since WHEN could Honking Daffoldils Fly? That's just not fair man!! Wouldn't Caroline and Briony be delighted to see this!!

Tobi puffed up his chest. There was a giant honking daffodil in his path and he had NO desire to deal with it, but Flying exams.... Tobi focused his mind. It was funny in itself to see flying daffodils isn't it? And remember it was funnier if it was allergic to itself. HAY FEVER!!!! I know you've got a sneeze in you somewhere, buddy, if you can honk, you can sneeze! yes you can!! SNEEZE for me. Betcha it would knock you off that broom.

A bubble of laughter burst from Tobi's chest and he felt ready to face the freaky flying plant. "PREPARE TO MEET YOUR MULCH!!!" He cried, flying at the oversized honking daffodil "YAAAAAAAAH!!"

Tobi collided with the plant thingy, knocking it, and himself, squarely off its and his broom.

He landed on the ground with a hard thump. "Owieeee..." he moaned. "Did I get it?"

It didn't take long for Willow to realize that something was floating above them - the shadows (shadows that continued to change) reflected on the grass told her that much. Naturally, she did not want to look up, but as soon as Professor Vindictus' explanation reached her ears, the girl's forest green eyes opened wide, and found herself looking up.

Boggarts.

No. No. No.

She knew exactly what her boggart was, and it had been more than enough to have to face them during that dreadful Defense Against the Dark Arts class! But now they had to do it for the Flying exam, too. Which was completely ridiculous, in her opinion.

Not even daring to look at hers (Willow could already hear the male voice yelling at her) the girl mounted her broom and sped off, trying to get as far away from it as she possibly could.

Of course that once the point of the entire task came back to her, she slowed down, and as her usually pale face turned BONE white, she stirred and turned around to face what was coming for her.

It was Professor Vindictus wearing a set of navy blue rubes. Of course. And he was yelling at her, yelling what a dreadful Quidditch captain she was. The most terrible Captain that Ravenclaw had ever had since the History of Hogwarts (Willow had to take close her eyes at that, which meant that she was flying blindly), and that the only reason why they had won was because the team was good - but she wasn't! A dreadful beater, and an evern more Dreadful captain. Complete FAILURE as a captain, worst captain ever.

Professor Vindictus (the boggart Vindictus, that is) continued to yell those things at her, claiming that her performance as captain had been less than poor. And he was about to take off the captain badge from her robes---

Willow realized that the real Vindictus was down there, and that this one was not real, no matter how real he looked. And somehow, as she avoided a collision with someone else, a very pink dress that instantly reminded her of Professor Bunbury filled Willow's mind. And not only that, but. . .

. . . When Willow looked at the Vindictus boggart again, it was no longer shouting things at her. Not at all. He was now wearing the very same pink dress that she'd imagined just a couple of seconds ago, but not only that, but a boots very much like the ones Bunbury had used for their first Herbology class, were now decorating the boggart's feet.

A peal of laughter came out from the fifth year's lips, just seconds before she hit the fake Flying Instructor and knocked him off his broom.

Blink. Blink. Blink.

Had she done it? Had she really just beat the Boggart?

Whoaaaaaa.

Maybe Kazimeriz's lessons were NOT completely pointless after all. Maybe she had actually learned something from the old evil] crazy man.

Still in shock, the Ravenclaw captain landed neatly on the red rectangle, and with an absent expression on her face, her hands curled around some dark chocolate before starting to nibble on the corner of it.

Sara was on the ground when she saw boggarts fly into the field. She gulped audibly not looking forward to face one of her greatest fears, snakes. She shuddered as she remembered her earlier encounter with a boggart, it wasn't a pretty sight at all, but that time she didn't know what they really were. Now she was more prepared to take them.

She kicked off hard from the ground up towards it/them, whatever the heck they were. "They are not real, they are not real." She chanted in her head over and over as she flew towards them.

Just as the nearest boggart turned into a snake, she imagined it turning itself into a pretty little bow, with curls and everything. She started laughing and flew at top speed towards it, successfully knocking it off the broom, but not without consequences.

The force of the impact made her loose her balance. Flailing her arms like a mad woman, trying to regain balance, she managed to lower her broom to just a few feet off the ground and as close to the red rectangle as possible when gravity took over and she fell off her broom. She stood up quickly shaking it off before she felt embarrassed. Looking around she noticed she had managed to fall right into the red rectangle.She started giggling noticing her good luck and started searching for some dark chocolate.

Copernicus was already on his broom again and ready to go, but he had to watch those ahead of him to get a feel for how things went. Which is how he spotted Cela's new boggart... and what she did to overcome it. He gaped at her as she landed and then urged his broom forward. He needed to get finished with this task quickly so he could... think about what he'd seen.

As he got closer to the boggarts, the one closest to him seemed to swell, turning dark and murky as a thunderhead. Small bolts of lightening spun out from the interior. He remembered the boggart in class had exploded into a million bubbles, which made him smile. And candy! It had rained hard candy all over the classroom!

He laughed out loud and pushed forward into the cloud, knocking it backwards off the broom. It floated downwards, as a cloud would, and Cope followed behind it. He landed in the red rectangle and flexed his fingers. Youch! That lightening had definitely struck him, and his hair was sticking out all over the place.

Boggarts? Lyra could deal with this! She knew exactly what made her happy and now she had to keep that memory in her brain at all times. She mounted her broom from the turquoise square and pushed off once more.

Happy thoughts...happy memories...happy summer...happy with Christian! Happy Happy Happy!!!

She found a boggart, or a BIG GIANT SPIDER riding a broom and he seemed to be calling her name. Spiders don't talk. Spiders don't know her name. BOGGARTTTT!!

Happy thoughts! Happy thoughts!

Lyra was determined to knock this bugger off it's broom. She was not going to give up, she was not going to let it win! She crouched down on her broom, zooming right towards the target. As soon as she was almost on top of the spider, she made a sharp u-turn on her broom, making sure her hands were gripping tightly to the stick. With one swooshing motion, the back of her broom knocked the spider off, sending it flying towards the ground.

When she was finished, she made her way back to the red square and landed on her feet.

Elizabeth blinked as she heard they were going to have to face boggarts without their wands. Which meant without the use of spells either. Apparently this was just going to have to deal with her own strength of mind, although she was oddly faintly curious how her boggart would fare on a broomstick. Dead and disappearing people seemed like they'd be too easy to knock off a broom.

But this was a serious final, and she felt she had to represent, both for her house and for the Quidditch team. It wasn't like she could just give up. Kicking off from the ground, she rose into the air to face her boggart. She could do this. As long as she managed to remember it was a simple boggart. As she came up opposite it, she watched as it transformed, her family and friends leaving her, this time one by one as if the boggart knew being on a broom limited it. And as it slowly went through her family members, then her friends, she steeled herself. Focusing on her thoughts, and the memory from DADA, she mentally placed the glass wall behind boggart-Robert. She knew she could tackle him easily enough, even though he was twice her size. As her mental image of the boggart-Robert slammed into the wall and bounced off, she found herself giggling, and then laughing. Even though the actual boggart hadn't changed, her idea of it had. Zooming forward on her broom, she aimed straight for it, slamming into the figure before grasping her broomstick tightly. The boggart looked a litle stunned, and she took a second to glance down at her broomstick. It had splintered a little from impact, but remained essentially in one piece. backing up slightly, she spun past forty-five degrees, sweeping the boggart off its broomstick. She kept giggling as she watched it fall toward the ground.

As it landed with a thud, she aimed her broom toward the ground and the red rectangle, landing in it a little roughly but successfully. And then she followed the others' lead in searching out the chocolate. If only to make her feel a little better about almost trashing her broomstick.

Just as suddenly as they appeared, the boggarts on broomsticks vanished along with the turquiose trampoline.

"Task three has now ended, now on to task 4!" Vindictus exclaimed and the sky over the stadium became dark. Bits of sunlight streamed through the cracks and he took his shades off.

You look up at the sky and notice that the sun has been blocked out by large, white marshmallows floating overhead. Some are even oozing sticky droplets of marshmallow creme. A strange device has been set up at the center of the pitch. Now you wait to see what the Flying Instructor has in store for task number four.

"This neato device is used for scoring practice," he said as he pointed at it. "It shoots quaffles at you kind of like a Muggle pitching machine. You take off into the air and catch the quaffle. Then zoom down the pitch and try to score. But its going to be a bit sticky and very messy - you're going to be pelted with minature marshmallows and droplets of the sticky marshmallow creme. No one will be able to escape this mess." He grinned and stepped under a shelter that suddenly appeared. "You must score in each of the three goal hoops - left, center, and right. The weight of the marshmallow creme on the Quaffle can weigh it down so don't get frustrated if you miss - keep on trying until you've scored in three of the separate goal hoops. Land in the red rectangle when you finish. Then you can hurry under this shelter and clean the marshmallow muck off of you."


OOC: This task should take you at least 3 posts of creative RPing.

Boggarts! No wands! Bad combination.
In panic Ana flew to a boggart. It started changing to her friends and family like in the DADA class. They were dying and dissapearing.

Ana didn't like that. Tears were forcing her eyes.

Without thinking Ana searched for her wand in the cloack, but then she remembered that was not alound to use it.

Flying near the boggart she started thing her friends and family in a funny way, which was not easy due to the cirncustances. She thought about them with funny clothes and doing funny and crazy things like in DADA. She thought about them dancing in a circle and falling. Suddenly she smiled and then burst out laughing. Laughing louder each second she flew towards the boggart and with the back of her broom. She almost fell of the broom but was able to maintain it. The boggart fell with the hit.

Shacking Ana flew to the red rectangle and ATE a LOT.

Oh no, marshmallow crème in her hair. What to do. Qaz couldn’t think of anything. She’d just have to deal with it later. She mounted her broom and kicked off. She headed toward the contraption in the middle of the pitch and waited for a Quaffle to come her way. Good thing that she played chaser this year.

While she was waiting, she could feel a couple little marshmallows bouncing off her…and she could tell that she got nailed by the marshmallow crème at least once. Fortunately, a quaffle came her way and she grabbed it. Best to get this over with as soon as possible, before she was covered in ooze.

Qaz bolted down toward the left hoop and tossed the quaffle through…now, back for another quaffle.

John kicked off into the air and smiled he liked this and knew he should be able to do it since he had played in the quidditch team. He was flying when suddenly he got pelted with this disguiting cream and he saw a quaffle coming out of one of the machines he quickly zoomed to it and caught it. He decided to fly to the left one this time and as he was doing so he was being covered in the creme it was beginning to weigh him down and soon he knew he would be to low to get it into the zone but luckly he was there he quickly realised the quaffle and ding it was in he had scored. He smiled as he went around again.

The key to this task was to get started early and finish early. The longer they were out there, the dirtier they would get... and Cope hated to be dirty. He tightened the straps on his goggles and got on his broom... only to immediately get a face full off marshmallow goop. GREAT. He tugged his goggles off and threw them to the side before taking to the air.

Come on, quaffle.

He sped toward the hoops, hoping against hope that a quaffle would land in his arms before he got all the way down there. Miraculously, a quaffle did appear just ahead of him, and Cope leaned forward to catch it. The slight stickiness of his hands helped with the capture, and he wrapped the quaffle in his robes to keep it clean.

Tiny marshmallows pelted him as he flew, and he finally reached the hoops remarkably unsticky (or just slightly sticky). He lifted the ends of his robe and flipped the quaffle through the left hoop. ONE DOWN!

Cela listened carefully and looked around, first at the giant drippy marshmallows in obvious fascination and then at the quaffle pitching machine. Her eyes were wide and her stomach was rumbling. Marshmallows!

She mounted her broom and launched herself skyward, just as a drop of marshmallow goop fell on her arm. NOM! Cela spent a few moments licking the goop off her arm, a blissful expression on her face... her face which very nearly got hit by a quaffle. Celandine lifted her hand and knocked it away, not managing to catch it. She zoomed after the quaffle and got a good grip on it, letting out a little eek as she was pummelled with mini-marshmallows.

Tucking the quaffle under her arm, she headed to the goals, mouth open to catch any mini-marshmallows heading her way. She leaned back and hefted her first quaffle at the centre goal, but it got hit by some marshmallow goop and fell. AAAARGH! Frustrating marshmallow goodness! Cela reached out and managed to catch the quaffle with her fingertips, and she licked the goop off the quaffle before firmly tossing it through the centre goal.

WOOOOOT!

Next one!

Qaz headed back toward the quaffle dispenser. She hoped that it wouldn’t take too long. The more goop that hit her, the more difficult it would be to handle the quaffle.

She seemed to have about a quart of marshmallow crème on herself and some of the little marshmallows were starting to stick. She was wiping the crème off her hands. It seemed to be taking forever, but finally another quaffle came her way.

She grabbed it and was almost knocked off her broom. Wow. What’s the next one going to be like?
Qaz flew down toward the center hoop and came up right beside it and dropped the quaffle through.

She headed back for her last quaffle, wishing there was some way to get some of the goo off.

John wanted this over with as soon as possible since he was now finding it hard to see with all the creme in his face. He quickly looked around for another quaffle and soon he found one. He raced towards it and grabbed it, he decided to go for the right hand side this time since he knew it would be the hardest out of the two he had left. He quickly put on some spead and got near the thing. He was trying his hardest to let go of the quaffle as he hands were getting all sticky and all they wanted to do was to keep hold of the quaffle, he somehow managed to release it and ding he had it in the scoring zone, one more and he would be done.

Cedric was flying now on his broom happily but when the task no 4 was on going.."Yuck..."Cedric said as marshmallows flew over him..the one stuck in his hair,the others is his face but not in the eyes and a bunch of marshmallows was on his suit.."this marshmallow creme was a mest.."Cedric grinned..

suddenly,the machine start throwing the quaffle..Zoom...that's what you hear when Cedric fly so fast to the left where the quaffle was going...then he was ready to dodge the quaffle but afraid because it seems that the quaffle was a bludger.."oh..no I can do it..I know I can.."Cedric said then he dodge the quaffle..hoping that it will enter the hoop..

he not fail..the quaffle enters the hoop..two to go and his done and he will be flyback to the red rectangle area..

Eeew. She was going to be covered in marshmallow goo? That would be... interesting, to say the least. Well, at least it was only marshmallow and not something more disgusting like chocolate. Juniper mounted her broom and kicked off into the air, holding tightly to her broom as if her life depended on it--which, it sort of did now that she was however many feet in the air. And besides that, her grade depended on this. That put even more pressure on the girl as she flew in a zigzag in a hopeless attempt to keep at least some part of her hair unsticky.

Now to find the quaffle. Where was it--? There! Juniper flew toward the weird Quaffle device and snatched the Quaffle from the air. She attempted to use her body to shield the ball from more marshmallow stuff, but that of course failed. She only succeeded in having a tennis-ball sized wad of mini marshmallows stuck together with marshmallow creme lodging itself in her hair.

Clearly, Vindictus had been telling the truth when he had said that nobody would escape the mess. Juniper abandoned her futile attempts to avoid the marshmallow problem and flew speedily toward one of the goal hoops, the Quaffle tucked under her arm and slowly becoming covered in marshmallows. As the girl neared the goal hoop, she took the sticky Quaffle in both hands, aimed, and heaved the quaffle--which was quite a bit heavier than normal, and stuck to her hands--at the hoop.

It did not even come close. Sighing, Juniper turned back to the center of the pitch to get a second quaffle and try again.