Aysel was glad she didn't get the Quaffle stolen from her this time, and approaching the hoops the first year thought about what she needed to do. Throwing hard, she watched in shock as the Quaffle went through the left hoop.
Aysel had been a little irritated when the ball was stolen from her but at least she knew she could do that too. She grabbed it as it was tossed back out.
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