Overall, this practice was turning out to be both a success and a total disaster. We found a good replacement seeker, but also lost our keeper to cruel fate.
After Patrick had fallen off his broom, he had landed on his leg, breaking it. Now that our keeper was out of comission, we would need a replacement, which, lucky for us, was easily done.
Patrick's twin brother, Conner, was always happy to fill in when his brother pulled his foolish stunts that always resulted in the consumption of various pain potions.
I sighed and rubbed my now throbbing head. I couldn't take it anymore, so I rounded up the team to signal the end of practice and made sure they all knew to get enough sleep for tomorrow.