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Henry was back in class!

Daisy had seen both Carlton and the Ravenclaw Prefect when she got in but she had completely missed Henry. Had the boy been hiding or something? He wasn't exactly small or easy to miss. As soon as she heard his voice, she turned towards where the Hufflepuff was sitting and waved enthusiastically. Both hands used. Happy grin in place.

HIIIII HIII teammate!!!

Did she need to tone it down for him? You know, since he had been gone for a while and Merlin knew what he had been through? Eeeeh, probably but could she help it? NOPE, because he was back and he looked safe.

The answers continued, though, and Daisy was finally forced to acknowledge that she was still in a lesson and therefore couldn't really tackle her friend. Still, most people clearly agreed with her. Quidditch was definitely the best sport ever and everybody -- well, almost -- knew a whole lot about it. Including, unsurprisingly, Professor Newton. Daisy nodded along as the staff member shared the information on Quidditch, occasionally taking notes of a few dates. She knew the Quidditch stuff but dates were always confusing in her head.

"There's Exploding Snap, Professor." She supplied with a hand raised when she was called upon. The card game was fun, in her opinion, but none of the options offered even came close to Quidditch. Not even Quodpot, honestly. She liked her Quaffles study and reliable, thank you very much. "My advice for any long haired players is to keep your hair in a bun. Also, it doesn't hurt to wear protective goggles." She had learned, the hard way, that she did not look good without eyebrows.

Once again, Kane felt a LITTLE out of the loop being from America and not Great Britain, as a lot of these sports were totally foreign to him. So, despite having it already been mentioned, he threw out the only thing he knew. He raised his hand into the air.

"There's Quodpot, which is really similar to Quidditch. It's very popular today in America, so I'm guessing when the colonists left Great Britain, it was one of those things that took off in the colonies and was kind of phased out here," he explained.

Olivia was trying her absolute hardest to simply focus on Professor Newton and the information cache that had just been dumped on them, but... Well, it was no secret that the Gryffindor had concentration problems, and................. Rooney Bronwyn was here. Seated someplace just behind her, where couldn't look upon his face... Liv didn't like that, and really, she could only assume his position in the room; thanks to the tremor of his voice... Or maybe, no thanks... as it was inspiring the prickling sensation just behind her eyeballs. The one where she knew there would be tears soon enough.... It'd undoubtedly been too long since she'd heard that wonderful sound.

Steadying herself, Liv, again, grasped at the heart shaped piece of rose quartz around her neck, taking a few deep breathes. How was it possible to still long for someone this much? To feel dizzy and overwhelmed just by the sound of a person's voice?

In a great effort to tear her thoughts away from the back of the classroom, Olivia poured all her energy into amassing the information to the new notebook. There was more than enough of it, to keep her busy... but it failed in drowning out the noise surrounding her; namely more of Rooney's deep tremor .... and a second lovely voice that... she'd failed to note the first time... Was that... Was that CARLTON?

Disregarding the fact that it was probably a horrific idea, Liv whipped her head around, longer blonde curls slapping her in the face, as she sought out the smol Slytherin. It took no time to find him... and he was, of course, seated just beside the love of her life.... She only had eyes for Carlton just now, however. A few tears fell, but the smile on her face was bright and genuine. Merlin, she wanted to squish his precious little cheeks. And.... because she couldn't help herself, bright blue eyes shifted to Rooney just a second after. He looked......so good. Just as she remembered him, healthy, vibrant... and alive. Without noticing, tears began silently streaming down her cheeks....and there was nothing Olivia could do to staunch them. His face was one that she thought she may never see again. Not alive and breathing, anyway... and most definitely not after what Brinlee had written. Missing. Rooney had been missing

...but there he was. Right here in front of her face..... Could he still sense her thoughts? Was that connection still in tact?

"Duelling."........That's what she'd had in her mind to say about wizarding sports. There were tournaments and everything. Sanctioned ones. So, it counted... Eventually, she tore her greedy gaze away from Rooney's face to restate, "Duelling would be one." She paused to wipe the tears. "They hold sanctioned matches in tournament format."... but that's all she knew...

Noelle raised her hand. She wasnt too sure if this was actually a sport but she was trying to give different answers than what others were saying. As for the history.... she wasnt too sure. "Umm... Wizard chess? Is that a sport? I dont know much about the history of it but, there are designs og chess boards from the 12th century."

There. She had somewhat of an answer.

Katherine listened carefully, although she'd already known all of that thanks to Genny and the books she'd been reading. She did note that Henry was there, and she hoped she'd catch him after class. For now though, she raised her hand to answer the question:

"In Gobstones, the players start the game with 15 marbles each and the goal is to capture all of the opponents'."

Carlton was grateful professor Newton gave him a smile. Judging from the other students' answer he wasn't giving her the answer she wanted about quidditch. Why had he started to talk about Mr. McLeod? That was just odd. He relaxed when the class shifted their attention back to the professor and the other students. Attending class was too soon. He felt in every fiber of his body. He really wanted to sneak out and leave. But healer Reed urged them to return to school as soon as possible so he stayed put.

When Liv turned around to look at him and Roo he gave her a little smile and a small wave. But she looked sad. Why did she look sad? Carlton's smile disappeared and he looked up at Roo for explaination.

What was going onnnn?!

He didn't like it. Whatever it was, he didn't like it. Why didn't Liv want to sit by them anymore? Did she think they had the portal cooties? Because that wasn't a thing (he hoped). He would get her to come with him to see healer Reed so that he could confirm they weren't contagious. It was perfectly safe for her to sit next to them at class. Was that why she was crying? Because they had the portal cooties? Carlton clenched his fists. He was determined to convince her that wasn't the case. Then they could all go back to the happy little family they were before.

As for the second question professor Newton asked, Carlton had no idea. He didn't even know anything about Muggle sports, let alone wizard ones. So he sat quiet this time around. Plus, he hadn't liked the attention his first answer had gotten him. He settled for taking notes.

Nat was listening and she heard everything that was being said. Her focus just wasn't really there and with quidditch it didn't really interest her all that much. She would fly with friends and her dad, but that was about as far as it went. She didn't even bother with the flying classes given this term. She wouldn't need them. Unless it was a winged horse she had no care for it.

Speaking of winged horses she did put her hand up at the next question. "Professor, there are Winged Horse races." Those were even in the Wizarding Olympics that were held. She hadn't been flown one of the horses since the accident, but she still loved them so much and wanted some of her own one day. Her eyes moving around the room she did notice Liv sitting there and noticed the tears. Nat herself had been hiding behind a mask lately so she felt for the girl.

She wanted to get up and move next to the Gryffindor, but she didn't know if that would upset her more or not and she didn't want to make other's aware of her tears. So instead Natalia mustered the best encouraging smile she could towards her.

Skylar had to take a moment to bask in the pride she felt upon the Professor appreciating her answer regarding broomsticks. Because one couldn't play quidditch without first talking about where the concept came to fly came from, so it made sense to her, especially as this was history.

The Professor then immersed them in a lecture on quidditch, going into great depths on the history of the sport, briefly mentioning some ancient broom games before approaching another question in regards to other wizarding games and sports they knew about, of which her peers talked about quadpot and gobstones and the ancient broom race.

No one brought up any discussion of the ancient broom that Professor Newton brought up at the start of her lecture and there was one that Skylar found quite fascinating, despite how dangerous it was, but to ensure she spoke correctly, the third year flicked through her textbook a moment to find where it talked of the sport.

"You mentioned Creaothceann, as an ancient broom game, and it's probably one of the most dangerous games. Players wore cauldrons strapped to their head and well, there's a Gaelic poem in the book that sums up the game nicely...."

Eyes flicking down to the page in the book, she read aloud, "'The players assembled, twelve fine, hearty men. They strapped on their cauldrons, stood poised to fly. At the sound of the horn they were swiftly airborne. But ten of their number were fated to die.' It can't get much more tragic than that though, knowing most of the players weren't going to live after the match," Skylar said quietly, feeling rather sad. And the stupid governors think that quidditch was dangerous; no one was fated to die during a quidditch match.

Rula took a few notes but not as many as she normally tried to write down since she already knew a lot of this stuff, at least in general. She did make sure to write down dates, since those were the parts she usually forgot.

She looked around the room as the others continued to give answers for the next question, trying to decide which games she could remember that hadn't been mentioned yet. And since she was watching everyone else, she did notice when Liv was looking back at someone - Rooney? - and crying, and that caused Rula to frown in concern. What was wrong? Was she okay? She wanted to ask, but drawing attention to it in the middle of class would be a terrible idea. So maybe she'd try after class?

Then again, maybe she shouldn't then either. People tended to brush off questions like that and say they were fine, especially when it was someone they weren't super close to asking. Rula did consider Liv a friend, but she also knew weren't extremely close, so maybe her asking wouldn't really help. So...maybe she'd just say hi or something after class, if she could. Just to let her know she cared, even if the other girl didn't want to talk. Sometimes it was helpful just knowing other people cared about you. At least, Rula thought so.

So she turned her attention back to the lesson, deciding to go with one of the first games that popped into her head. "There's Shuntbumps which was mentioned earlier. It's where players try to knock each other off their brooms, and it was really popular in...Devon, I think? It's mostly just a game for kids now though."

Sitting here the time, she had been hiding in a seat in the back of the room, she didn't greet anyone as she came in and really didn't have any intention on doing anything in this lesson today. She really wasn't in the mood of History of Magic today.

She had all the intentions of at least sitting in the back of the room quietly taking notes. That was until she heard the word Quidditch, her hand shot straight up. " There are seven players on a team and there are 14 teams in the British and Irish league." Her dad played Quidditch, and did her uncle he played too. SO maybe now this lesson got a little more.... Likable? It wasn't that she didn't like History of Magic, it was just it was so borinnnnng, talking about things of the past.

Her cousin senses were tangling..... It was too long after that the Hufflepuff had looked up and caught sight of Olivia. She was so glad that her cousin was back. She wasn't sitting far from her by not far enough to give her a hug or anything. Not in the intimidate area that she could get to her. In lieu of a hug, Kat got some of the the tissues that she had been carrying around with her lately. Merlin knows she had been needing them. "Here," Raising up the tissues, once she had made sure that Liv seen the tissues she levitated them to her. It was a lucky thing that they were close enough that she could do that.

Now that she had taken care of her dear cousin her mind went back to the lesson. Other wizarding games... mmmm "Flying Seahorse Fishing." Yes, that was a thing. She had heard of it before though she didn't understand it. Muggle fishing was boring, because all you did was sit still in a boat or on the shore all day and wait for the fish to bite.

"Wizard's Chess is another one, and it's like Muggle Chess except that the pieces move by themselves and they destroy each other. Personally I prefer Muggle chess, but it is fun when your piece tries to argue with you on where it should move." But pieces moving by themselves was totally not necessary, in her opinion.

Juno grinned at the five points she received for her answer. She knew Quidditch very well despite them not playing it at Hogwarts anymore. When Leon nudged her and grinned at her, she nudged him back, smiled and winked. She liked when he did that.

Then he was pulling his hand away with a sad look on his face, which made her look up. She caught a glimpse of the look the professor gave them, and looked back a Leon giving him a wink and a small smile. She understood. He didn't want to get her into trouble, and she didn't want to get him into trouble either, so she lifted her hands, resting them on the desk in front of her.

Juno had an answer. She raised her hand and when called on answered, "You mentioned Shuntbumps before. It is kind of a children's game now, but when it was first invented it was for everyone. It was created in Devon, England I believe. You had to knock as many people off of their brooms as possible. Last person still on their broom won the game." It was a fun game she and her siblings used to play. River always won though. Jerk.

Juno read Leon's response, and wrote back, 'I wish there was but with the curfew and new rules you aren't allowed...It's ok though. At least I get a lot of time to relax in the Common Room...well, mostly.' She sighed and nudged the parchment back to him, hoping the professor would think they were just writing or comparing notes.

SPOILER!!: Quadpot

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Seriously, they can talk Quidditch all day and this Curly Top wouldnt even feel like time was passing by. But now the Historian revealed that they were to talk about many other Wizarding sports and games. Goodie! "I really like Quodpot!" he blurted out as he raised his hand exuberantly. "Started all accidental like too, this guy Abraham Peasegood had his wand and his quaffle in the same trunk-- which was a silly in itself because what if that quaffle broke his wand eh eh?-- anyway yeah the magic from his wand rubbed off on the quaffle and next thing he knew it had a tendency to go BOOM! Hence Quodpot." Beams.

Clearly he loved that sport. Arguably even more than Quidditch.

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He listened intently as the Peofessor spoke and then raised his hand at her question. "Professor, there is a variant of Quidditch called Quodpot which was invented in the eighteenth century by a wizard called Abraham Peasegood, its mostly played in America though. It came about due to a mishap with a quaffle exploding in Abraham's face, so the goal of the game is to get the ball, called the Quod into the pot before it explodes. "

There!

He only then glanced down at the Parchment and saw what Juno had wrote.. he frowned and wrote back.. I'm so sorry sweetie, is there anything I can do to help?

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Once again, Kane felt a LITTLE out of the loop being from America and not Great Britain, as a lot of these sports were totally foreign to him. So, despite having it already been mentioned, he threw out the only thing he knew. He raised his hand into the air.

"There's Quodpot, which is really similar to Quidditch. It's very popular today in America, so I'm guessing when the colonists left Great Britain, it was one of those things that took off in the colonies and was kind of phased out here," he explained.

It wasn't too surprising that a few students were chiming in with Quadpot, given the fact that the sport was a variant of Quidditch - something that was mentioned. "Very good! As was mentioned, the sport came about accidentally when Abraham Peasegood had a little mishap. This occurred while he was traveling from England to the United States. Because he had such a good sense of humor, he decided to recreate the effect of the Quaffle exploding in his face. He and his friends set about doing this with leather balls." It was one of Rosalyn's favourite sports origin, but then the accidental inventions were often ones that she had a soft spot for.

SPOILER!!: Gobstones

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Oooooooh. Other wizarding sports or games.. HM. Since others had already mentioned Quodpot.. She quickly raised a hand. "Well.. there's Gobstones, I suppose. I don't know much about its history except that it has been around for a really long time.. as long as Quidditch, I think.

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Other sports? Olly could name a few other wizarding games but didn't know much about their origins. There was, uh, exploding snap, wizard's chess. Olly heard someone else mention gobstones. He didn't know much about the history of that either, but of all the sports it was probably the one he knew most about so he raised his hand to contribute. "Gobstones is like a muggle game called marbles. Except in gobstones if you lose they spray their, well, gob I guess, into your face. I don't know which came first, gobstones or marbles. Same with wizard's chess. Are they just magical versions of muggle games? Or do muggles play non-magical versions of wizard games?" Were his words making sense? If they weren't, he blamed it on being tired.

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Katherine listened carefully, although she'd already known all of that thanks to Genny and the books she'd been reading. She did note that Henry was there, and she hoped she'd catch him after class. For now though, she raised her hand to answer the question:

"In Gobstones, the players start the game with 15 marbles each and the goal is to capture all of the opponents'."

Rosalyn smiled as Gobstones was mentioned. It was hard to talk about the game's history, but that was understandable given how ancient it was. Again, people didn't do the best job of record keeping a long time ago. "Well done. It's hard to say much about the history of Gobstones since record keeping was quite bad back then." Understatement. "We do know that it is ancient however, probably invented in close proximity to marbles." And good question from Oliver! "It's a little hard to say which order a lot of these games come in, but I think that in some instances the wizarding versions came first, and in others the muggle ones have. Since we are in close proximity to each other and there was no Statue of Secrecy at that time, it's possible that we shared these concepts." But again it was hard to say for sure because lousy record keeping.

SPOILER!!: Wizard's Chess

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Noelle raised her hand. She wasnt too sure if this was actually a sport but she was trying to give different answers than what others were saying. As for the history.... she wasnt too sure. "Umm... Wizard chess? Is that a sport? I dont know much about the history of it but, there are designs og chess boards from the 12th century."

There. She had somewhat of an answer.

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Hand up, Rooney was sure he had misheard the question or whatever. Or something. "Wizard's Chess, Professor." He said nothing more than that. Instead, thought about his younger sister and how they had scheduled to play that very game after this class.

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"Wizard's Chess is another one, and it's like Muggle Chess except that the pieces move by themselves and they destroy each other. Personally I prefer Muggle chess, but it is fun when your piece tries to argue with you on where it should move." But pieces moving by themselves was totally not necessary, in her opinion.

Noelle seemed a little unsure of her answer, so Rosalyn nodded at her in encouragement. "It's a wizarding game, so it counts." It seemed that both Ravenclaw Prefects shared the same answer. Rooney didn't give much of anything, but then he was still recovering from a huge ordeal. The boy knew about history, there was no doubt about that. "There ARE 12th century designs of chessboards, yes. This is a very ancient game - just like the muggle version of chess. They very well could have been invented at around the same time. I prefer the muggle version as well," she added in agreement with Kitty.

SPOILER!!: Shuntbumps

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So she turned her attention back to the lesson, deciding to go with one of the first games that popped into her head. "There's Shuntbumps which was mentioned earlier. It's where players try to knock each other off their brooms, and it was really popular in...Devon, I think? It's mostly just a game for kids now though."

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Juno had an answer. She raised her hand and when called on answered, "You mentioned Shuntbumps before. It is kind of a children's game now, but when it was first invented it was for everyone. It was created in Devon, England I believe. You had to knock as many people off of their brooms as possible. Last person still on their broom won the game." It was a fun game she and her siblings used to play. River always won though. Jerk.

Juno read Leon's response, and wrote back, 'I wish there was but with the curfew and new rules you aren't allowed...It's ok though. At least I get a lot of time to relax in the Common Room...well, mostly.' She sighed and nudged the parchment back to him, hoping the professor would think they were just writing or comparing notes.

Wonderful! One of the sports that Rosalyn had mentioned as being an influence on Quidditch. That was very pleasing. "Excellent! Yes, it WAS popular in Devon. It is a children's game, but you can see where it inspired Quidditch. The knocking people off of brooms sounds A LOT like the role that Beaters and Quaffles play." Interesting stuff!

Also... "Miss Darcy, I am sure that whatever you have to tell Mr Kennedy isn't urgent and can wait until after class." Note passing was not something that was allowed during her lessons. As a Prefect, she should especially know better than that.

SPOILER!!: Other Answers

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Levi raised his empty hand while the other one scribbled down notes as fast as he could. It was only a little messy and he'd have to probably review them later, but. "Nearly Headless Nick loves to go on about Horseback Head-Juggling." He looked up. It was only polite to look at people in the eye when you spoke to them, or so his father had taught him. It helped you built rapport, or something. "Which historically has always excluded the living, for obvious reasons, and has only ever accepted ghosts that have been fully decapitated." Surely this counted as a sport?

Well, that was a little more morbid than the other answers, but Rosalyn had to admit that Horseback Head-Juggling DID count as a game. Not her idea of fun, but then she was still alive... and had a head. "Yes, indeed. Best not to ever mention it in front of Sir Nicholas though." Honestly this was one event that she didn't have much knowledge in, preferring not to delve into it. The thought of the game gave her the creeps in all honesty.

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Dora doodled this on her parchment and then drew a heart to one side. Meeeeh. It was kind of the worst to have a boyfriend who was so very into a sport she found horribly ridiculous. But, luckily they had moved on to something that could be a bit more interesting. Listening to some of the others and blocking some out completely she raised her hand and smirked. "Shrunken head bowling! I'm not sure of the exact origins, but I think it has to do with some voodoo priest in the Americas. Legend has it that he was ruthless and also bored easily... so one day he started tossing some of his louder shrunken heads at objects he had lined up. And there you have it. "

And another answer that was pretty morbid. At least in Rosalyn's opinion. She would stick to the muggle bowling. Nonetheless she could understand why the game appealed to people. "Good, Miss Umbridge. That is what the legend says, though of course we can't know for SURE what happened. They DO say that legends have basis in fact." So basically at least part of that story was probably true.

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Raising her hand quickly, Althea said: "The annual broom race," and she paused to take a bit into her cupcake. "It's origin dates back to the tenth century, and takes place each year in Sweden." She wondered why Sweden always hosted the event, but she supposed it had more tof do with tradition than anything.

The annual broomstick race was an event that Rosalyn had always wanted to see though she hadn't had a chance to yet. Maybe one day. Hopefully. "Excellent! Another old event. In fact it predates Hogwarts, which is a rather interesting thought." Because this school was SO old. At least she thought it was interesting... "The event starts in Kopparberg and ends in Arjeplog, with spectators apparating from the starting point to the finish line to see who survives the race."

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"There's Exploding Snap, Professor." She supplied with a hand raised when she was called upon. The card game was fun, in her opinion, but none of the options offered even came close to Quidditch. Not even Quodpot, honestly. She liked her Quaffles study and reliable, thank you very much. "My advice for any long haired players is to keep your hair in a bun. Also, it doesn't hurt to wear protective goggles." She had learned, the hard way, that she did not look good without eyebrows.

A nice answer accompanied with good advice. Rosalyn nodded her head in approval. "Quite right, Miss Carden." There had been more than one time when she had suffered rather bad consequences while playing the game. Maybe that was part of the thrill for some people?

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"Duelling."........That's what she'd had in her mind to say about wizarding sports. There were tournaments and everything. Sanctioned ones. So, it counted... Eventually, she tore her greedy gaze away from Rooney's face to restate, "Duelling would be one." She paused to wipe the tears. "They hold sanctioned matches in tournament format."... but that's all she knew...

It was rather worrying seeing Olivia acting this way. It made Rosalyn sad to see any of her students upset. She hoped that the girl knew that her door was open at any point if she needed to talk. She gave a kind smile. "Wonderful! Duelling definitely can count. We even have a club for it here at Hogwarts!" Of course it wasn't ALWAYS a game. Obviously it could be very serious business. Something that people needed to realize.

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Speaking of winged horses she did put her hand up at the next question. "Professor, there are Winged Horse races." Those were even in the Wizarding Olympics that were held. She hadn't been flown one of the horses since the accident, but she still loved them so much and wanted some of her own one day. Her eyes moving around the room she did notice Liv sitting there and noticed the tears. Nat herself had been hiding behind a mask lately so she felt for the girl.

It was nice to see Natalia offering an answer to this question. Rosalyn was rather worried about her as well. Hopefully nothing was seriously wrong. She hoped that the Head Girl knew that she could come to her at any point. "Good! Sadly we don't know a lot about the origins of Winged Horse Racing, but it can be assumed to be a rather ancient game." It made her sad to think about how many old games and sports there were that hadn't had their origin recorded.

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"You mentioned Creaothceann, as an ancient broom game, and it's probably one of the most dangerous games. Players wore cauldrons strapped to their head and well, there's a Gaelic poem in the book that sums up the game nicely...."

Eyes flicking down to the page in the book, she read aloud, "'The players assembled, twelve fine, hearty men. They strapped on their cauldrons, stood poised to fly. At the sound of the horn they were swiftly airborne. But ten of their number were fated to die.' It can't get much more tragic than that though, knowing most of the players weren't going to live after the match," Skylar said quietly, feeling rather sad. And the stupid governors think that quidditch was dangerous; no one was fated to die during a quidditch match.

Rosalyn was pleased to see that yet another sport that had inspired Quidditch was being mentioned. "Yes, it DEFINITELY is one of the most dangerous sports I would have to say." Surely most other people would agree with that assessment as well. "It was considered a test of manliness to Scottish witches and wizards. Surprisingly is was quite popular in the middle ages despite the fact that it was standard for only two out of the twelve players in a game to survive the match!" Absolutely insane in her opinion.

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She had all the intentions of at least sitting in the back of the room quietly taking notes. That was until she heard the word Quidditch, her hand shot straight up. " There are seven players on a team and there are 14 teams in the British and Irish league." Her dad played Quidditch, and did her uncle he played too. SO maybe now this lesson got a little more.... Likable? It wasn't that she didn't like History of Magic, it was just it was so borinnnnng, talking about things of the past.

Now that she had taken care of her dear cousin her mind went back to the lesson. Other wizarding games... mmmm "Flying Seahorse Fishing." Yes, that was a thing. She had heard of it before though she didn't understand it. Muggle fishing was boring, because all you did was sit still in a boat or on the shore all day and wait for the fish to bite.

It seemed that Katerina knew a fair bit about Quidditch given the fact that she was aware of the exact number of teams in the British and Irish league. It was nice to see just how many students enjoyed the sport. "Very good," she said with a smile.

Flying Seahorse Fishing was an interesting answer, and an activity that had been popular at Hogwarts. "Good answer. A lot of Hogwarts students have taken part in this sport, and it was popular in the 1990s. Of course it has a practical aspect as well - providing a potions ingredient." Something her uncle surely was in need of from time to time though she had no idea how often he would need flying seahorses.

SPOILER!!: Silent One

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As for the second question professor Newton asked, Carlton had no idea. He didn't even know anything about Muggle sports, let alone wizard ones. So he sat quiet this time around. Plus, he hadn't liked the attention his first answer had gotten him. He settled for taking notes.

It was obvious that Carlton was struggling with this lesson so far, and Rosalyn completely understood. Not only was he a child new to wizarding education, but he had suffered a trauma that she couldn't even begin to imagine. She sent him a friendly smile. It was okay if he didn't say anything.

Anyway, it was time for them to move on to the activity portion! Were they already guessing that Rosalyn was going to go along with trying to get them to come up with something on their own? Even though she liked to change things up, she DID love getting them to be creative and inventive. This was no exception to the rule.

"That's enough with the discussion. Now it's time to get started on the activity." Hopefully they would like it, but she would see for herself soon enough. Of course she was always available to offer help whenever needed. "For today, I would like for you to come up with your own magical game or sport! This can be something that you come up with completely on your own, or a take off from a muggle game or sport - think Gobstones or Wizard's Chess. Shrunken Head Bowling as well, I suppose." That counted even if she wasn't really a fan. "If you are having a hard time with this, you are welcome to work in groups. No more than THREE. Of course you can also do this on your own." That was always an option because some people just preferred doing things that way.

She picked up a piece of chalk so that she could write on the blackboard. As she continued to speak, she began to jot things down. "Some things to consider: the name of your game/sport, the targeted group of people who would be playing it, how many players would be involved, the positions and equipment used (if required), if it's team based or one on one, and of course any rules." That seemed like a pretty good list to her. "Of course any other considerations are welcome if necessary." She wasn't trying to limit them in any way.

Now for the fun part! "Once you have come up with your sport or game, I would like you to pair off with another person - or group - and pitch your idea to them as if you want to interest them in playing it." Did that make sense to them? If not, Rosalyn was more than happy to explain things further to them. "You have until the end of class to work on this assignment, and as always you are more than welcome to ask me any questions or for assistance if needed."

OOC: Great job, guys! As Rosalyn said, for this activity, you are to come up with a wizarding game/sport that is either completely new, or a take on a muggle one. Keep in mind the considerations that are to be made. Once done with that, team up and pitch your idea to someone else/another group.

Please no more than THREE people per group! There is NO posting requirement for this, and you have until 11:59 pm EST on March 21st to get this completed. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask either me or Rosalyn!

Leon but his lip as Juno got reprimanded by Professor Newton and the seventh year instantly felt bad! He shouldn't have responded to the note, though with the curfew going on they barely saw each other.. He sighed softly and looked down at the desk for a moment, barely listening as the Professor explained what they should be doing..

Invent a game hmm?

Normally the Ravenclaw would be all over it.. but now?

He looked over at Juno and gave her an apologetic half smile. "I'm sorry Jun.. be my partner? " he asked her softly, at least this way they could talk and work at the same time..

He pulled out a piece of parchment and then grabbed his pen and sighed..

Games hmmm...

"Maybe we should make a magical version of soccer or American Football? " He wasn't super sure about it..

Wow. There were a few wizarding sports that Noelle didnt know about. Shuntbumps? That did seem interesting though. She didnt know if she wanted to play it, but it might be fun watching others play. Maybe they needed to have a safety net or something to keep them safe.

Okay! SO todays lesson. They were to create a sport. Merlin. Noelle was not good at sports. She was good at defense and transfiguration. Tripping over herself... but sports? No.

"Olly, help??" She asked but figured he would already want to. Plus Hattie was on her other side. "Wanna team up?" Noelle asked and nudges her on the shoulder. She could use all the help she could get.

If they were going to work in teams, Olly wanted to work with Noelle of course. He turned to her immediately and smiled when she was already asking him for help. "Of course," he said. Olly smiled at Hattie too. The three of them would make a great team, he thought. But of course first they had to come up with a sport.

"Any ideas what we should do? We can do sort of a magical spin on a muggle game? That might be easiest?" But Olly didn't have any ideas at the moment. He looked to the girls to see if they had any ideas.

Never in his life did Brent think he would be THIS excited about a History of Magic project, but he was. He most DEFINITELY was. Sports was just right up his alley, and even though this assignment wasn't really the same as playing Quodpot or Quidditch, it was close enough! He really didn't want to work by himself, though. He'd tried that a few times, but it was pretty boring and made the assignment lame.

"Anybody want to partner up?" he asked.

As he waited for a partner, he started thinking about what kind of game he might want to invent and why. All his ideas kept going back to sports that already existed, though. Maybe he could combine some ideas or something...

You knowww how sometimes people stopped paying attention and kind of their mind wandered and kind of maybe they missed what was going on and only figured it out after everything had moved on? That was Charlotte right now.

Whoops!

And she TOTALLY would have said all about competitive dueling had she got her answers in in time, but oh well, too busy being lost in thought. Mostly she'd been mentally drafting a letter for Daxton. He needed updates and also she missed him, so obviously it was a two birds with one stone thing.

But umm.... groups? They were... to work in groups about something? This was a great excuse to work with some friends! So who would it be???

.........why were some people getting points for their answers and not others? It seemed like half of them got awarded and Henry didn't see any real reason, like they were extra insightful or something. So he was confused by it. He had given plenty of information, too. Was his answer not good enough?

He wasn't really that worried about it though and he tried to focus on class again, catching an exaggerated movement out of the corner of his eye. Oh...! Daisy. Hi. He returned her smile and wave, although a bit more subdued that her very enthusiastic ones. He missed practicing with her, but maybe they could still find time and a way.

Henry would have expanded on gobstones for the next question as he was fairly knowledgeable about it, but class was moving on before he had the chance. Coming up with a game or sport would normally be something up his alley, if he had been in a better headspace. But he would give it his best effort. He watched some people start to group up and he looked around a bit. Although he often was open to working with new people and making a new friend, he really needed to be with someone he was comfortable with today. He glanced at Daisy who had caught his eye earlier. Maybe she'd want to...? Or Char? She appeared currently partner-less and might want to work with him. Or both..?

Hmmm...

Would it really be that hard to figure out the origins of the horse racing? Natalia wondered if they could find it in books somewhere. It had to be old, but there had to be some type of recording of it. It was still popular today and it was an Olympic event. She had seen it in WSPM before when flipping through the magazine to see if Joe was in it at all. The horses were all so pretty.

Anyway, they seemed to be making their own sport? First, it was their own house and now it was a sport. Interesting, maybe they could make up their own school next. They had all the other pieces. Nat looked around when they were going to work with someone and saw Brent. It was times like these that she was kind of glad that he wasn't in many of her classes it wasn't hard to find a partner without getting upset.

"Hey Brent would you want to work with me?"

Yes Char, and also no Char wouldn't mind working with someone else too, but of course when she saw Henry looking at her she waved and then went ahead and scooted over to join him.

"Can I work with you?" Was that okay with him? That's what that look had been for, right?

Also, what exactly were they supposed to be doing? Char leaned over to look at his notes, in an attempt to figure that out.

As soon as Professor Newton mentioned something about pairing up, Daisy's head turned to Henry. So she didn't have to wait until the end of the lesson to talk to him, after all! The tackling would definitely wait. For now, anyway. The Professor hadn't even finished talking and already the Slytherin was up on her feet, making her way towards the boy. Charlotte was there already but they could work in groups, right?

Group it was.

"You're back!" That was what blurted out of her mouth as soon as she found herself infront of the Hufflepuff. It probably wasn't the right thing to say, but Daisy was hardly known for her tact. No, the little excited bouncing movement she was doing infront of the pair was much more like her. Even if it sort of did look like she needed a bathroom break. But Henry was back!!! How could she not be happy??? "Can I join you two?" She finally asked, turning to look at Charlotte and grinning at the girl. It felt like Charlotte was the only Gryffindor she hadn't talked to, which, clearly, was a disgrace and completely unacceptable. "I'm Daisy. I like you, you're awesome." Which probably sounded weird but did this Slytherin care?

Take a guess, there.

So Brent was officially out of ideas. He still wasn't able to come up with anything past sports that were already out there. He shifted his weight, as if that would miraculously change things, but nothing happened. Just when he thought all hope was lost, Nat came and saved the day! "Sure do, Nat," he said, grinning and adjusting his position so he was now facing her.

"Alright, so, what have you come up with?" he asked. She was a seventh year, and the Head Girl, so surely she had loads of ideas on this kind of thing, right? "I keep going over ideas in my head, but they keep leading me back to sports that already exist. Were you thinking about a brand new sport, or something like a mix of stuff?" he added. This kind of thing was literally right up his alley. It was too bad he was horrible at coming up with the ideas.

Levi tried very hard not to yawn for 543543th time because he didn't want Newton to think she was boring him. It wasn't her fault OWLs were looming in a little too close for comfort--or maybe it was a little bit, what with being the History of Magic professor, but whatever--so Levi did the right thing and as soon as the professor told them to look for partners, he stood up, turned around to look at the wall and yawned.

There. "Do you two have any ideas or what?" He was clearly addressing his siblings because of course he was. Who else would he partner with? There was no else he'd rather do the activity with, which was excellent for him because it wasn't like Declan or Althea would have given him a choice.

Anyway. "I have no ideas." All his good ideas had gone to finding inventive ways to absorb all the magical knowledge he could without losing himself in the process. So far, it'd worked pretty okay! Though it was true he'd been having trouble sleeping and then when he did he slept so deeply he even had trouble waking up. And then there was those times it felt like he was beginning to forget how to go on about the sleeping thing like a regular person. But that was neither here nor there. And he didn't like to dwell too much on that, anyway. "Oh, what about Voleyball but instead of actual Voleyball the ball is a combination of a bludger and an exploding snap?" He leaned forward, fingers drumming against the table. "And the first one who drops it, well--you can figure out the rest." There. Levi stood up and went to get another cupcake from the back of the room. Sugar was CLEARLY just what he needed.

Even if he was feeling a little off today, Henry still had a bright smile for Charlotte when she came over. And it was a genuine one as he didn't need to fake one for her. "Yeah, of course you can. I would have come over to ask if you hadn't." So that worked out perfectly.

Unfortunately, Henry hadn't really taken notes today. He felt he knew enough about Quidditch that even when the professor spouted off a bunch of historical facts that he hadn't completely known, he didn't feel the need to write any of that down. And the rest had been kind of a wash. Like.. he didn't need to know this stuff for OWLs, right? And even if he did, he felt like he knew enough about sports. They were kind of his favorite thing.

So when he noticed Char leaning over to peer at his notes, he slid them closer to her to show her the poorly drawn doodle of an in-progress Quidditch game, complete with stick figure players. And he gave her a little shrug. No notes, but at least the professor wrote down the requirements for their activity on the board which was always helpful.

He was just about to ask her what she thought about inviting Daisy to join them as well when he saw the Slytherin was already making her way over. Her exclamation took him by surprise, but he gave her a small smile. "Yeah, I'm... I'm back," he confirmed with a slow nod. To be fair, he had been back for a little while, but he was slowly getting back into a normal schedule, so maybe she hadn't seen. He did have a bigger smile for her bouncing.

"Sure, why don't you join us.." He really didn't think Char would mind at all, but he glanced over to her just to make sure. "So, we're supposed to create a game, right?" He supposed they should come up with some basics before they got to any specifics. "Any ideas? Whatever game we come up with, I think it should have at least one ball." All the best sports did.