Hogarth scoffed at that remark as mounted his broom.
Jasper asked, “Who’s got the Blooders?”
Hograth grumbled, “I do.”
“Did you enchant them?” asked Jasper.
“Do I look thick to you?”
“Never mind,” sighed Jasper. “James, do you bring the Kwiffle?”
“Of course,” said Dorea, smiling brightly.
“Bumper got their clubs?”
“Then I think we are ready,” said Jasper. “Get in your places everyone.”
Summerfield and Fairchild flew to their respective goalposts, while the Catchers huddled around the center of the field.
“Jenkins, grab the Kwiffle.”
Jenkins stood in the center of the pitch.
“Three… Two… One… Go!”