Jacob had been listening to the answers. Of course he knew all of them, but there was no point to constantly thrust his hand in the air. but he wanted to answer this one.

Jacob raised his hand. "Uhm... its called... Cree... Cray..." he couldn't say the name. "Well its a really long name and people can get really bad head injuries for just trying to say the name, let alone actually playing the game." so not only did people die from getting it hit the head, they died just by thinking of the name of the game.

Caroline rasised her hand. "That would be Creaothceann." She had pronouced that right. Right? She didn't care much about learning these other wizarding sports and flying games. She knew them. She just wanted to fly or play quidditch or one of these games. Or possibly even go to her common room and take a nap.

Seriously, why couldn't they sit in seats or something? Yeeaaa, Vinny should have seats out here! Grass stains failed. "Creaothceann, Professor." she muttered, nodding somewhat. Hmmm, rocks and such, hitting people....awesome.

The Hufflepuff prefect was sitting front and center, not saying a word, but paying attention all the same. She didn't know a thing about ancient flying games, all her recreational reading went to creatures... and occasionally plants. But no brooms.

Hopefully they weren't playing the sharpened broom ends game.

Oooh!

"It's the Scottish one with the C.." And, like Jacob, Ellie didn't know how to pronounce it. Plus, it was too long to even bother figuring out.

Secretly, Ellie'd always wanted to try that game. But, like, a tame one. With pebbles rather than rocks. And cushioning and whatnot. But it sounded fun.

Oh, good. They'd moved on from dragon bladders. Then again, though--was that the game they'd be playing later?! Eww. She hoped not, and like Vindictus said, sharpening the end of your broomstick, despite how amusing it can turn out to be, wasn't exactly allowed.

So, anyway... "Creaothceann," she said, her hand raised. It was a word she'd learned how to pronounce at a fairly early age. Thanks, Dad, for that one.

"One point each for your answers, including those of you who tried to pronounce the name," replied Vindictus and he looked at Ellie. "Sorry, Ellie. You should have said more than 'the Scottish one with the C'. Perhaps you'll get the next question."

"So how is this currently-illegal game played? Tell me in your own words how the game of Creaothceann is played."

Lexi's hand went up again and she said, "The players strap cauldrons to their heads and all these rocks start to fall and they try to catch as many as they can." Which she had to admit sounded kind of fun in that REALLY stupid Gryffindor way. Hehe.

Eino raised his hand. "The rocks are in the air, right? And then they go BOOM and they drop!" Eino explained very dramatically using his hands as visual aid. "Then the people have to catch them... With something on their backs. I think it's a container made of dragon hide and dragon horn." He speculated on that last part. Dragon hide and horn were strong materials capable of holding some rocks, but it could be something else. "And then, if any of the rocks are pogrebins, the players get extra points." He nodded as he concluded his explanation.

Why was the game even invented in the first place was a better question in her opinion, but, she couldn't answer that one. People were weird. She felt weird for raising her hand to answer. "First, there's this cauldron on your head, and I'm not quite sure if they you're supposed to wear any protective gear or not...but then you have all these rocks falling down at you, and you have to catch them in your cauldron." Brilliant game. Just...brilliant. Jeez.

Penny stuck her hand in the air, Well the players have cauldrons attached to the top of their heads and they fly around....then a hundred rocks are dropped from a great height and they float and the players have to catch them in the cauldrons...I'm guessing when all the rocks have been collected, the team with the most rocks wins!" ....

Penny was mostly guessing the last bit because she didn't remember reading about how the game ended...

Nika was at a complete loss. She looked around and saw that others had this down easily. How is this possible!? She had never even heard about the C.. this C... that game in her life! Well again she's muggle born, buuuut still! It was a bit nerve racking to see that everyone was able to answer but her. So she sat there and stared at Vindictus like a lost puppy.

Brielle thought for a moment, trying to remember what she had read a few nights ago. The book had been bought for her by her mother, just before her first year of school. Luckily, she had just decided to read it. "Well, players of Creaothceann put cauldrons in their head and try to use them for catching stones that fall from the sky..." she said, trying to imagine how many injures that must have caused.

Ohh Vindictus was looking at her. AT her. And Ellie had to look AWAY. He was too...Vindictus-y for her to look back. Intimidating.

She was too busy thinking about NOT looking back at the teacher, to actually listen to him. Something about 'Sorry Ellie'. That's okay, Vindictus. She didn't mind. Heh.

But, perhaps she would get the next question? "There're a hundred rocks that fall from a hundred feet above you. And you have a cauldron on your head, and the goal is to catch as many falling rocks as you can."

Wiliam raised his hand. " The players played wirh rocks and it was dangerous" William told the professor. " They had some type of contaption attached to the players" William said to the professor," They still used broomsticks and caught the rocks' William explained to the professor.

"Well, it is a rather barbaric game. Wizards strap a couldron on their head and set up rocks in the sky. From there they fly through the sky as all the rocks are set loose to free fall with the main goal to catch as many of these free falling rocks as they can in the couldron. Why anyone ever did it is beyond me. To play a game that can permenately altar you're scull and mentality, well they must be pretty stupid to begin with. It is a great thing that the game was outlawed even though it never should have been played in the first place.", Chloe responded with her hand raised high.

Janice read this somewhere in Quidditch Through The Ages, and the name's pretty hard. She raised her hand, and answered.
"It's about dropping stones in cauldrons strapped on the player's heads... It's brutal."

Pop a bladder? Kurumi couldn't help but wrinkle her nose at that. Kurumi was still trying to get over the shock of hearing that witches and wizards removed the bladder in the first place. Poor dragon. That was a rather vital part of their body, wasn't it? "P-P-Professor," Kurumi asked slowly raising her hand. "The dragon whose bladder was taken...what happened to them?" She felt a wibble coming on.

Kurumi's then sat and listened as everyone began describing the next game. She couldn't help but feel that this one sounded more appealing than the last. At least there were no dragons having their body parts taken in this one. It sounded like of like a strange version of horseshoes.

Creaothceann. Why the game was invited beyond her. She didn't know what was the Scottish think when they created this dangerous game? "The players were flew in a broomstick and a cauldron strapped to their hat. Then hundred of rock began to fall from hundred feet above the ground. The players had to catch as many rock as they can into their cauldron." she finished and lowered her hand.

Creath- Creoth- Whatever the name is. Aiden does not know how to pronounce it. However, she has read about the game before which really gave her a goosebump imagining it.

With a low voice, Aiden answers. "A cauldron is strapped on each player's head. The rocks are first enchanted to float hundreds feets off the ground," she pauses to think. Perhaps they use the Levitation Charm. "Then they've to fly around the field and catch as many rocks as possible into the cauldrons," she finally finishes her explanation, shuddering. No wonder the game's name means "Wounded Head".

Hmm, catching falling rocks with a cauldron strapped onto your head.... that actually got the Slytherin lad smirking, it sounded fun, o at least it will look fun seeing it hammer people heh.

He leaned back lazily onto his hands, unconsciously eying the Flying Professor with suspicion. Arrr.

'Creaothceann players are equipped with a broomstick and wear a cauldron strapped to their head.', Gwen started talking, and after making a short break, she continued: 'At the start of the game, a hundred rocks that had been charmed to float a hundred feet above the ground begin to fall to the ground. The players then zoom around the field, trying to catch as many rocks in their cauldrons as possible.' And that was all she knew.

Uh, wut? Amy was dumb or anything.....well not that dumb, but even she would be able to see that that "game" was one of the most dangerous things ever. And that was worse than her grandmas addiction to fray bentos products. Yeah, that worse

Creaothceann. She definitely remembered her cousin telling her about this. But was it really a cauldron strapped to their head? Oh well. She might as well take the guess. "Professor, in the game of Creaothceann, the players will use a broomstick and a cauldron strapped to their head to catch a hundred rocks that fall from the ground." Was that right? She hoped so.

Rose raised her hand. She could never remember the name, as it was hard to spell and say, but she could remember what the players did! 'They have to strap a cauldron to their head and catch the falling rocks from the mountain on their Broomsticks!' Rose said. Nothing in the World could make her do that... Apart from a really cool prize...