It was kind of unclear how Ignatius was even staying on his broom at this point. He was very wobbly. And pale. The only reason he hadn't fallen off, really, was because his writer couldn't be bothered roleplaying that as a whole dramatic thing, so on his broom he stayed for now.
It was a shame Sunny missed her next bludger. At this point, it was starting to feel like a curious experiment to see just how many hits Ignatius could survive.
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