He already knew this but Flying class had turned out to be Daniel's worst subject. Last year he had been eager to learn despite falling off of his broom multiple times but one could keep up the enthusiasm for only so long until they became frustrated. Still, Professor Kazmi should be proud of him that he was back again. If there was one word that didn't describe the Hufflepuff it was a quitter.

He had a bottle of water in one hand and a school broom in the other as he made his way to the training area. The large net stretched up above was something he was familiar with from last term's lessons and he rolled his eyes as he overheard Kinsay asking what they were going to do today. Weren't they going to find out soon anyway? Why she gotta ask now? Still, the second year stood around, waiting for an answer as well.