school of hard knocks pv raizel closed

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❂《 ⌜ February 3, 2025 ▎ Sometime ⌟

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The plan was:

Spell Practice, Flying Practice. Studying? She’ll take care of that later.

A solid plan, her way into becoming a better racer, a better spellcaster. But due to the recent changes in her Hogwarts life, she had to squeeze in something else into that already busy schedule of hers: Prefect Training.

Yes, you heard that right, this troublemaking Gryffindor who got into a fight during her first year, the same one who snuck out to Hogsmeade when they were not allowed to and the same person who rode her broom above the frozen Great Lake when it was clearly against the rule had just become a Prefect. She was still in the middle of figuring that one out for she doesn’t know how exactly that happened but in any case, yes, she is a Prefect now. Raizel thought about stopping for a while, releasing some of that pent up anger and that accumulated stress from everything else, including her new position. That was the reason why she ended up in the Duelling Club, picking a target Dummy to practice on but what she ended up doing was sitting in front of it and checking out the duties of what a Prefect should do and should not.

“Ugh, how'd things ended up like this?!” She muttered with a hint of frustration in her voice, her long brown hair messed up a bit with all the ruffling and scratching that she’s been doing. She ended up giving up practicing and made her way onto the bleachers to sit and read. If she knew things would end up like this, then she would’ve stayed in her dorm and just read. Raizel sighed, brown eyes looking at her small notebook boredly. Too many things to keep in mind, too many duties. She would be better off breaking rules rather than following them. “Maybe I should just turn a blind on everything…” Whether she was joking with that statement was a mystery. Of course, a part of her is keen on doing her duties as long as it’s not too troublesome for her anyway.

The only time she looked up from her notes was when she heard a familiar voice shouting her name. “Astra?” It was rare for her cousin to come seeking for her and immediately, she thought she was in trouble or something considering what she had been through before, that infamous stabbing incident back in the ball. She was prepared to punch whoever was bullying her still. To her surprise though, she only wanted to whack bludgers with her which sounds nice right now. Raizel was about to say ‘Yeah, sure’ but what left her mouth was: “Crap.” Before she could agree, she saw how her cousin slipped, how her grip loosened on that bludger that she was carrying and now… it had been let loose… inside the Duelling Club. Oh boy.

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@Raizel Voltrouz
date : february third, two thousand twenty-five
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The bludger zipped away. If it could, it would be laughing maniacally, Astra reasoned. There was so much to destroy here! It could smash into walls, pistes, moderator stands, spectator stands, the floor, and two people who were not used to big iron balls with an evil streak flying at their heads.

At least they were both quick learners, and a good team. The bludger went for Raizel first, and the Gryffindor shouted for the bat. Astra thanked all her lucky stars and the rest of them too that Uly's beater's bat was built for this sort of thing as she tossed it to Raizel. Her athletic cousin caught it with ease and sent the bludger rocketing to Astra. Ha ha! Take that evil ball! Astra caught it, and for just a second it seemed her error had been fixed without so much as a scratch to either cousin.

And then it hit her in the stomach. For a moment, Astra couldn't breathe. She was painfully used to the feeling, but that didn't make it any less startling. Or painful. Her fingers slipped off the smooth agent of chaos and it was left free to terrorize them more. "Annoying little blighter you are," she grumbled as she got her breath back, staring after the thing. "How many detentions d'ya think destorying the duelling club warrants? That thing's going to be hard to catch."

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who does the bludger target? rai | asa

rai whacks (acc dc 14) : [1d20: 14] + 10 = 24, success

asa catches (str dc 10) : [1d20 : 8] + 7 = 15, success

asa holds (sta dc 18) : [1d20 : 6] + 8 = 14, fail
asa takes 125 dmg (675/800 hp)

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Bludger in the Duelling Club, bet no one saw that coming. Raizel didn’t but looks like the universe wanted to give her and her cousin an experience that’ll leave a mark for sure, maybe not for a long time when it comes to the physical injuries they might receive for trying to catch it but something that’ll last in their memory that they’ll sure look back to.

And so it went flying, enjoying its much awaited freedom from Astra’s hands. If this was the Quidditch Training Pitch, Raizel wouldn’t mind that at all, it could fly wherever it wants, hit whoever is unfortunate enough to cross its path or who it fancies on hitting with its iron body. But they are in the Duelling Club and if left unattended, it’ll not only get them in trouble but it’ll definitely hurt anyone who is ill equipped to deal with it. Who could blame them, Duelling Club is not a place where a Beater’s Bat is needed, for now at least.

Thank Merlin for Astra bringing in not only the Bludger but also the bat that will help them in dealing with this. Raizel had always been quick to react although most of the time, her legs fail her to avoid spell projectiles back in her duelling days. But that time, it listened to her, allowed her to get on her feet and run. “Astra, the bat!” She shouted and her cousin reacted. The bat went flying towards her. The Gryffindor paused for a short moment and at that time, it was like everything was so slow. That’s probably the adrenaline talking. Her fingers curled on the bat’s handle in a tight grasp, head turning towards the bludger that had decided to make her its first victim. She was expecting it, her bad luck never fails her after all.

“Heads up!” She warned and the sound of the bat’s surface hitting the iron ball echoed. It was sent soaring towards Astra who was ready for it. Then the impact. Raizel flinched, hoping that the Slytherin wasn’t hurt by it. It was going well but Astra’s hold on it slipped, the impact taking a toll on her. “Let’s not find out about that.” Raizel said with a nervous grin. Normally, she would be the one giving the detention as a Prefect so she’d rather not.

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@Raizel Voltrouz
date : february third, two thousand twenty-five
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They had to be programmed for evil. They just had to be. Why else would the bludger choose the exact same attack pattern if not to attempt to break Astra's ribs? She was very, very thankful that the one pickup game she'd participated in as a Seeker had beaters who basically ignored her the whole game. Granted, she didn't find the snitch until just before the other seeker, which come to think of it had been Raizel, caught the bloody golden ball, but Astra could only imagine the painful doom that it would have spelled should the beaters have chosen to rain wrath upon her.

The dratted thing had escaped her grip once, but the snakelet was prepared this time. She thought. Raizel swung the bat as cleanly as before, but Astra was sluggish from her still smarting ribs. It would've been better if she hadn't caught it, she thought. Perhaps her hands cushioned the blow, but damage was a cumulative factor, and this hit hurt worse than the last. "Owww..." Astra groaned as it flew away again. She could've sworn it did a little jig as it zipped away to decide its next target. "How do they do it on the pitch?" The racer couldn't imagine staying on her high-speed broom after being knocked by one of these iron giants. Evil iron giants.

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who does the bludger target? rai | asa

rai whacks (acc dc 14) : [1d20: 19] + 10 = 29, success

asa catches (str dc 10) : [1d20 : 5] + 7 = 12, success

asa holds (sta dc 19) : [1d20 : 5] + 8 = 13, fail
asa takes 125 dmg (550/800 hp)

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❂《 ⌜ February 3, 2025 ▎ Sometime ⌟

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Bludgers weren’t things that one should mess with without proper knowledge of course. Raizel knew that. On her first Quidditch match, she barely survived getting hit by one, hanging onto her dear life when it made an impact on her body. The pain she felt was instant, enough to knock the living consciousness out of her that time. It was a miracle that she held on enough to catch the snitch. Unfortunately, she got knocked off her broom but not by a bludger at least and someone caught her too. Not to mention, she caught the snitch, finally getting a taste of victory. That was the only time she truly felt lucky. Not in duelling, not in broom racing and certainly not in her normal days.

It’s always the ones related to Quidditch that somehow shows how she could do things right. While it was unlucky that she kept getting targeted by the rogue bludger that’s been wreaking havoc around the duelling club, she had managed to defend herself from it, not just once or twice but thrice even. The bat that Astra threw at her was still in her grasp. She remained focused when she gave it a swing, hitting the bludger and sending it to Astra once more. Once again, the bludger escaped and her cousin was starting to look a lot worse than before due to the impact.

“This one sure is a hard bludger to catch.” It sure was but they need to keep trying and hopefully, Astra won’t end up unconscious.

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