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"Oh, yes. You're right, the rules against fouls are to keep people safe, as well as promote sportsmanship," he nodded, correcting his misunderstanding. Honestly, common sense should be enough to discourage people from doing certain things like hitting a Bludger to the crowd or transfiguring a Chaser into a polecat, but no, they had to be threatened with penalties to show the least amount of respect for others. Unbelievable!
And then this conversation was no longer about Quidditch. Although he was certain that the Inquisitorial Squad was not eavesdropping through the enchanted office door/window/walls, Aguilar still wanted to keep this short. "They're not right and you know it. They outnumber us here, but in the outside world, there are way more people against them who will take them down and save us from this mess," he said in a hushed voice.
Did he believe everything he said? YES. Optimism kept him alive, quite literally these days.
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