His gaze moved back and forth across the sky watching the students, catching movement out of the corner of his eye as if coming towards him on the side where he wasn't looking at the moment. Simon turned just in time to see Kurumi pull to a stop beside him. Pointers? Hmm, he mused to himself trying to think of something that might help her.

"Well try to keep your moments more connected. Sudden actions can cause jerkiness and when your just flying or even sometimes with quidditch its better to move from one action to the next smoothly with an even decent pace then to always change movements with fast and slow difference in pace."

Simon hoped that made sense, even working with the team members under him he was still getting used to translating what he did into something he could describe to others. It wasn't always easy to see it how others did or how someone who was only a recent convert to the act of enjoying flying might need to understand things.

Selina flew around on her broom and watched as all of the Quidditch Captains flew around with the first years and the older students. She flew next to Kurumi and said, "How you holding up?" She seemed to be doing better... at least there was no falling this time.

Kurumi nodded as Simon spoke and wished she had brought some parchment with her to take notes. "Connected...fluid..." she repeated trying to make sense of it in her head. Well, it DID make sense, it was just that she needed to try and put it into terms that were more familiar with her. "So...instead of chopping my ingredients I need to blend them..." she said more to herself than to Simon, or anyone for that matter.

She supposed it was also a confidence issue as well that contributed to all the jerkiness of her movements. Looking back at Simon, she smiled at the captain with a small hint of confidence.

"Thank Simon, I think...I think I can try and make a proper loop around the pitch now."

Leaning forward, Kurumi took off at medium speed when she noticed Eino...still on the ground...running around on his broom. She thought that she had issues.

Giggling softly, Kurumi maneuvered herself towards her Ravenclaw friend and hovered just slightly over the ground. Hey! She was getting the hang of this steering.

"E-E-Eino, what are you doing?" Moreover, who was Concorde?

Peyton mounted the broom and searched for someone familiar to ask tips from. Her brown eyes landed on the brave Gryffindor boy from the ship. She was about to go to where he was, but realized that the feet were already a few inches off the ground. She eyed her broom and the Gryffindor guy and slowly and a bit wobbly she reached him. "H-Hi," she greeted as her broom wobbled a bit.

*Wobble*

She tried not to choke the poor broom by holding tighter on to it, but the wobbling wasn't helping at all. "Okay...so, I kind of need a few tips," she said, smiling sheepishly. Her daddy was one of the best flyers ever and here she was, asking for flying tips.

Oh, the shame.

Turning her attention skyward, Kurumi saw Selina making her approach toward her, so she decided to meet the second year half way by making a sort of elaborate banana curve to meet her. "I-I-I'm doing alright," Kurumi nodded as her postured relaxed a bit. She was feeling a bit adventurous at the moment, which she attested to her having one of the smoothest take offs ever.

"Selina, can you show me a few moves?" she asked flushing a bit. Selina was a Chaser, and Kurumi had been trying out for a different position, but any thing would help her improve seeing as the only 'trick' she knew was how to fly in a straight line.

Rachel had never been on a broom befroe as she was muggle born, but she was loving every second of it, although she never got very far off the ground and fell off almost immedatly, she was scared of asking for help though.

Oooh. Finn was supposed to be doing something? Opps. He'd gotten a little distracted. That was not good at all. A bludger could have hit him! And that would've been so tragic because like his face would've been all ruined.
Now...helping the little ones. He should be good at that, he was pretty used to flying after all. Finn was about to mount his broom, and take off, when he noticed one of the younger ravenclaws fall of thier broom. Opps. Finn jogged over to her. "Hey....are you okay?"

So...now I have to actually fly?, Gwen told herself hoping she wouldn't do something stupid. Having herself convinced that she wasn't able to do it, she finally began flying. Well, if you call rising up to 2 feet (or less from the ground) and trying to keep her balance on the broom (unsuccessfully, of course), then sure...that's what she was doing.

Now what? Do I have to move?, she wanted to ask but finally she was glad she hadn't. Gee, Gwen, what a stupid question, she thought.

Her hand started shaking and, because of her fabulous control and balance, the broom started shaking and moving from side to side. Great. That's just great...How was she supposed to fly, when she couldn't even keep her balance on the ground?

'Umm...are there some moves or you just...go with it?', she asked puzzled.

After galloping around the field, Concord was finally ready to fly, but he needed a little boost, so Eino positioned himself by the line the Professor had drawn and at three ran as fast as he could. After gaining sufficient velocity, Eino jumped into the air, Concorde flapped his wings as hard as he could, and they were flying! They flew very high, so high that Eino could touch the sun (he was barely at 3 feet off the ground)! He was concentrating very hard to steer his broom, which often shook unpredictably, but Eino was surprisingly able to recover effortlessly. After doing this for the third year he might as well do the basics effortlessly. "Look Concorde!" He said nodding toward the lake but afraid to use his hand to point to it. "That's the lake with all the mermaids!"

Just then he was flying by his friend Kurumi, who seemed very comfortable flying. He flew a little closer to her before he greeted her and answered, "It's my flying horse!" Eino often forgot that when he imagined things, he was the only one who could see them as he imagined them. Since he was little he always assumed everyone saw exactly what he imagined, which had resulted in his suspension from several muggle schools. "Don't get too close or his wing will hit you." He warned her still a little at a distance from her.

Mount my broom. The dangerous creepy broom. It's okay Zara, trust the broom. If you do, it'll probably obey you. Maybe.

Carefully, she mounted the broom, and whispered a bit, "Please don't make me fall. I trust you, broom." After she had mounted, she grasped the handle, making sure not to let it go..ever. Feet still on the ground, Zara waited for more instructions.

Push off from the ground with our feet, point broom handle in the direction...whaa? Here goes nothing. Zara pushed off her feet from the ground, wondering where on earth she would possibly go.

Rachel froze, she didnt know what to say, an older student had never talked to her before, "Um, yeah I'm fine, I dont think that i have got he hang of flying yet!" she said. Rachel decied that she would try again, she could see other first years doing it well, right, now i am going to do this! she told herself, and she kicked off the ground, she hovered about 5 foot above the ground and gracefully came back down to earth, yes, i did it!

Sarah grasped her broom firmly. Hanging on to every word of the teacher. She was afraid of flying. Not afraid exactly, hm, uneasy. Uneasy with brooms. She closed her eyes for a moment and then took off from the ground with a little force. She held her broom tightly, turning it a bit to avoid hitting a tree. I'm was actually flying! she thought and smiled widely. She zoomed next to Zara and waved. "Hey there, bingo, you're flying!" she called with a grin.

It continues to excite the minds of many Institute worldwide. I think everyone here was at the Flying games.

So we could see how spectacular and rich variety of fintami a game these days. But all this did not occur in a vacuum, creating and planning game tactics, interesting inventions, even happy accidents.
Both were born new methods, which for centuries were organizes to be better.

Anasta Riddle wants here it is, wants very much to introduce with the basic reception was invented by Irish team and here this time so far. Its essence is that attackers (?) line up in the air in the own forms and in order to fly rings (subject points to each other Slytherin). :bubbly:

There was pretty old feint, which was substantially refined the Australian team. By doing flying, a player of any position at great speed makes zigzag movement of small amplitude, thus eliminating an attacking team.

There is requires excellent flight skills and maximum attention of movements. Basic skills about this interesting to know.

Brielle gulped nervously, as she mounted her broom. Her legs were shaking slightly. It wasn't that she was bad at Flying, she actually did pretty well last year... the problem was that she hadn't flown for a long time, and just the thought of being in the air suddenly gave her the creeps. It was just like her first time.

Gulping nervously, she gripped the broom as tight as she could, and stomped firmly off the ground. One foot of the ground... two... three... soon enough, she was looking down at the ground. Her only problem now was how to move around. Looking around, she looked for someone who wasn't so busy and would be able to help her.

Sarah looked around. She spotted a girl, looking very much uneasy like her. Being Sarah, she hesitated to move towards her. Her shy self, she had a problem overcoming it. She decided to speak with her and nodded. She moved towards her and said with a smile, "Hi, I'm Sarah, want any help?" she asked.

His....flying horse? Kurumi blinked several times in sheer awe at Eino's imagination. She was almost jealous to be honest, but then she remembered that his imagination had almost turned turned Walnut into a fur splot on the ground of the courtyard.

Nodding slowly, Kurumi gripped the handle of her broom and leaned forward so that she glided towards the boy and his...imaginary horse...taking extra care to make sure that she didn't get too close to the wings. Just how big a wing span did this horse have?

Kurumi flew a few circles around Eino before settling for hovering in front of Eino. "Um...wouldn't...wouldn't your horse like to, um, fly a bit higher?"

"H-hey there," Brielle replied, trying her best to grin at the girl. Why was it so much harder to speak above the ground? She gazed admiringly as she zoomed in her broom towards her. "Yes, I actually do," Brielle replied, happy that at least somebody noticed her distress--if that was what she was at the moment. "I think I'm even worse than last year. Could you tell me how you moved around in your broom like that?" she asked, her face redenning a bit. "Oh, and I'm Gabrielle by the way, you can call me Brielle." she smiled.

Zara looked at the girl who seemed to be waving at her. Squinting her eyes a little while she held on a tight grip, she saw that the girl was Sarah. She wanted to wave back but she'll lose her grip, so she shouted back instead and grinned. "Hey Sarah! Yeah, it's so cool! Heyy! Put back your hand on your broom, you might fall." She tried her best to be heard by Sarah as she went on flying with her broom. It was fun, Zara had to admit.

WOOOHOOO!

Rose mounted her broom and pointed the handle up. She pushed her foot off the ground and felt that familiar feeling of being airborn! She saw a girl, and decided to chat to her, so she turned her broomstick and went beside her.
'Hey, what's your name?' Rose called to her.

Sarah lowered her broom and leveled with Zara. She winked. Zooming for five minutes in the broom had increased the confidence and coolness level to an alarming height. "Fall?" she continued grinning, "You mean, something like this?" she asked as she released both her hands and lunged forwards. The broom sped up and reached the ground, she finally grabbed it and twisted, raised above the ground and came back. Hoping the coach didn't see her little stunt. "Woah!" she exclaimed. "Come on Zara, try!" she said.

"Hey Brielle!" she smiled. Oh second year! She moved towards Brielle and steadied herself. "I'm first year--" she stopped a little, "--but I am used to flying" she added. Sarah saw discomfort in her face, just the same she used to get while mounting the broom. "Just make sure you stick to your broom, securely." she continued "It's a bit awkward at the start, but gets better later" she said assuringly with a smile.

Anasta Liora Riddle feels the broom and understand how to manage it in such a situation. I really helped this little tip: do the reverse movement. For example, if you need to rise above, you should lean slightly forward, thereby directing the tail down her broom and lifting up the front end.
The same with tuning. The seat backwards rotation in one direction often produces the opposite effect... But no instruction not begin to catch up with the practice, Anasta understand, making own flying. Number of incorrect movements was recently, but this way she understood the principle of such a flight. She has done the basics and noded to Professor.




Anasta Liora Riddle as few sum of other students with some apprehension did basics. First their attempts to take off were unsuccessful, but after a few minutes became as the most dexterous did understand the principle and started to explain and show to friends.

"Oh, that must be real good then," Brielle answered, so her earlier guess was right. Sarah was good at flying. "Alright, so here I go," she said, listening to the younger girl's advice.

She turned the other way, gripping her broom even tighter than before, this time trying to calm herself down. She leaned forward ever so lightly, closing her eyes. She could feel the broom move a bit, and opened her eyes just as soon as it stopped. She had moved, right? "Sarah," she called back. "I-I moved, right?"

Zara stopped flying for a while, and was just in the air. Her broom was finally being nice to her. Good broom, you deserve a name. Honda. Yeah, Honda. Because, "Honda (On the) first day of flying, you obeyed me." Zara chuckled a bit to her inside joke.

"Oh heyy there. I'm Zara. Danielle Zara Griffiths," she grinned and was about to extend her hand for a handshake, but she needed to remain a grip on the handle. "Well, let's just save the handshake for later." Zara grinned and asked, "Wanna fly together?"

Zara's eyes opened wide. Her? Try? Nuh-uh. No way. Zara wasn't prepared for that. And they might lose points. Eep. No. Just no. Though she's a Gryffindor, she has her limits. "Maybe some other time." She grinned, and asked, "Let's just fly together...safely."

'Yeah, you mightn't want to take your hands of the broom!' Rose grinned 'Yeah, I'd like to fly together!' Rose called 'Oh, yeah! My name's Rose! Is this your first time flying?'

Zara smiled and nodded in response to Rose's question. She wanted to fly now. "Come on!" she shouted and zoomed off higher and higher.