Lennon momentarily glared at his sister when she called him the one thing he begged people not to call him, but as their protest gathered some attention from others, he was glad they had not heard her say it for fear that they would start calling him that too. When a girl Zara knew approached them, Lennon didn't say much as the girl began talking to Zara. He would never say this to her out loud because it sounded like such an odd thing for him to say, but he was happy that Zara had made friends at Hogwarts because he knew she had a strong personality and she could be a lot to handle at times. So he was glad she had found others that saw the best in her. But Lennon also worried that soon Zara would start making more friends that she would realize she didn't need him anymore, and that terrified him more than anything. It was a complicated thing to feel happy yet anxious at the prospect of Zara's new friends but he tried not to let that bother him at the moment.
Not long after the Quidditch tryouts had ended, he saw someone from the team approaching them. From afar he could see the blonde head of hair so he had assumed was the captain because of the way he had been leading the tryouts. Lennon worried that he was going to tell them off or kick them out of the Pitch for protesting the tryouts and was immediately trying not to get defensive because that boy was only a student just like they were, so what authority would he have to kick them out! But he tried not to assume the worst just yet and instead focused on working on a rational argument as the boy approached them.
Lennon's suspicions about this boy being the captain were confirmed as he introduced himself, but he was pleasantly surprised when the boy didn't tell them off for protesting and instead was trying to compromise on the issue. The Ravenclaw glanced at Zara, wondering if she would be willing to compromise on this subject, but that was essentially like asking her to compromise her morals. Before his twin could start yelling in the boys face, Lennon decided to stand up and speak for them since he could be a bit more rational. "Hi, I'm Lennon Cohen-Knight, Ravenclaw second year," he introduced himself just as the older boy had done. "I appreciate you coming over to talk to us," he began politely as he carefully thought out his words in his mind first before speaking. Lennon took a deep breath and then said, "I know Quidditch is very popular here at Hogwarts, so you think it's invincible, but that doesn't mean it's impossible to get Quidditch banned. So while the chances of us getting the sport banned may be slim, that doesn't mean we are going to stop fighting for that chance." He glanced down at the small group of people. His heart was racing fast in his throat because he hated 'public speaking' of any sort, and he hated confrontation.
"If you want to play Quidditch on your own time that's up to you, but we don't think it should be condoned here at school because multiple injuries when started so young can seriously affect your health as you get older," Lennon tried to explain rationally, trying to keep his voice calm and level. "It starts with one injury here or there, and then it escalates and the damages become more permanent and the effects longer-lasting until suddenly they're fatal," he added with some finality. His voice had cracked slightly at the end of it and you could tell by the look of fierceness in his grey eyes that Lennon was speaking from personal experience. His father had suffered many injuries from Quidditch since his days playing here at this very school, for the exact same team the older boy now played on. As he got older and continued to play professionally, his injuries continually got worse, one landing him in a minor coma, and another eventually killing him. If Scorpius hadn't been playing since his days at Hogwarts, his later injuries wouldn't have been so damaging and he would've been alive long enough to at least know he had kids on the way. So that is what Lennon was protesting for. Not allowing students to play at Hogwarts minimized their risk for more damaging injuries later in their life if they did choose to play Quidditch professionally. Lennon looked down at the other students around him again to see if they wanted to say anything else because he had already said much more than he wanted to.