Celia generally tried to attend every Quidditch match, and now that she was captain, she knew she couldn't miss a single one. Each was a good chance to study the other teams and note their strategies. Watching tryouts or practices was all well and good, but they didn't compare to an actual game. Plus, there were few things Celia enjoyed more than judging other people, and Quidditch matches were the perfect opportunity for that.
She'd arrived early, wearing an outfit devoid of any red or blue. (She wanted to make it clear that she did not support either team.) After picking out a decent seat, Celia cracked open her notebook and started to make note of who was getting into position and who was on the bench. She thought putting Elara in over Rāwhiti was a mistake, but Isaiah was clearly blinded by love. This was probably going to be a long match, Celia decided. Neither seeker was very good, and Gryffindor's beaters would almost certainly put up a fight. As she waited for the match to begin, Celia caught sight of Louis waving at the crowd, and she rolled her eyes.