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Benzi was here too, having slipped in behind some other kid and taking his now customary spot in the classroom, the back. Dakest always made sure his voice could be heard and this way Benzi could see everything that was happening in the class. It was good both Prefect-wise, and because he always felt much better when he had a wall behind his back.
Um. Why was Daxton Prince barefoot?
He'd have a chat with him later. Or as much of a chat one could have with a kid who never spoke. Perhaps he could get Suri to do it.
Anyways. The seventeen year old was curious what the get up of the classroom had to do with aim - did he want to make the snitches target practice? because that was going to be hard, even for him - and took his time to answer, thinking and listening first. "Well, naturally I'd aim for the largest surface area the target has... and if I really can't hit the target then I'd change the surrounding environment to make it easier for myself to hit, making it difficult for the target to dodge or move too much," he nodded, thinking back to his practicing and what he usually applied. That was the general goal when he was trying to hit a moving target. Benzi was reluctant to give specific examples mainly because he would be dueling with some of the people in the classroom and he didn't want to give them ideas.
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