Practice your Roar PV Gryffindor Duelling Fin

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Galton the Glorious had been itching to return to the dueling stage all summer. There was nothing like the thrill of your peers' blood-thirst and hostility being shot towards you round after round. Sure, when you got hit it was normally awful, like, severe injury awful, but we had magic for that! A few days later and you were good to go. Momentary pain was only so bad when you could claim eternal glory amongst your peers. And that was why Galton was here.

He strode into the club, smiling towards the new Caption, @Alan Vanes. The place looked good. And snacks! These people thought of everything. Before taking his position awaiting the Captions speech he'd take a cup of juice and a handful of the whatever candies he could fit in his grubby not-as-little-as-before hands. He'd grown a bit over summer, so they weren't "grubby little hands" anymore; he could fit a full piece or two more into him palm. The joys of puberty!

As Captian Vanes began the intro Galton took stock of his compatriots. Some new and some old. It would be interesting to see how they all fared this year. And who he would be teaming up with. It saddened him that Meenauh the Mighty was no longer around to fight next to his side, but those sad feelings had a time and place for later. When more food was socially acceptable to be eaten...

Once he had finished the first spiel, Galton made his way over to Alan. The boy had a few questions he'd like an opinion on. "Captain Vanes!" He began excitedly. "How do you think the use of Protego will shape this year's duels? With minimal use of it last year it left a lot of questions in me. Or! Or, do you think we will see a similar reliance on Curse of the Boogies, like last year. With such harsh side-effects I imagine it will still be a staple for the younger duelists, but I am interested to see if those who matured will keep using it with the same ferocity."

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The Dueling Club was a relatively new sight to Adeline. During her first year at Hogwarts, she hadn’t had much reason to spend time here, but as she marvelled at the dueling stage, the massive portraits that covered the walls, and the vast number of training dummies scattered around, she already felt at home.

Looking around at these new teammates she had, Addie felt a tingle of excitement creeping up, imagining what it would be like to fight alongside them and to be named the winning house when all was said and done. After years of enduring the torment of her older brothers, who even after she had finally shown signs of magic, had called her a squib, she was ready for some self-improvement, and to prove to her siblings that she was just as strong as they were.

Pulling herself back into the moment, Addie moved over to the refreshments, where she poured herself something to drink, and then leaned up against the table casually, hoping she didn’t look as awkward as she felt. Small talk was not her favorite thing, and unfortunately, there was no one here she already knew that she could latch onto. So instead, she just sipped her drink quietly, and waited for the captain to start speaking.

As Alan shared his intentions for this practice, Adeline subtly pulled her wand from the inside of her well worn jean jacket, and began rolling it between her fingers. She hadn’t had much opportunity to use magic over the summer, as her parents (particularly her mother) were major sticklers for the rules. So Addie was very eager to get started, and hoped that her spell casting abilities hadn’t diminished any during the holiday.

Once the captain had finished up his small speech, Addie crumpled up the paper cup she had been holding and dropped it to the floor. She moved away from the snack table and closer to the center of the room, ready for the fun part of practice to begin.