Cloggs gave another sharp trio of blasts of his whistle, waiting until the last few students had drifted back toward the center of the pitch before floating a little higher into the air.

"No need to dismount. Hover where you are," he shouted, his gaze flicking briefly toward the large trunk sitting in the middle of the pitch and then the baskets overhead. "Now, we get to the reason you were so carefully told to ignore that."

With a not-so-subtle cough, the dozen wicker baskets suspended around the pitch began to glow. Half shifted into a bright orange, while the remaining baskets took on a vivid teal.

"Your objective is quite simple," he continued, nodding toward the trunk. "When this trunk opens, a rather ridiculous number of enchanted Hogwarts crests will be released across the pitch. Each one has been given a pair of wings and, I assure you, a rather enthusiastic desire to remain uncaught." A grin tugged at the corner of his translucent mouth. "Your task is to catch them. Once you've got one, the crest will change color to either orange or teal, you are to get it into a basket belonging to that color. Orange crests into orange baskets. Teal into teal. Simple enough."

He paused, turning his whistle between his fingers.

"Except, of course, for the fact that the crests are not particularly interested in being caught," he hummed, arms folding across his chest again. "They will fly, turn, climb, dive, and generally make themselves inconvenient. And should you successfully get one into a basket, do not assume your work is finished. After a few minutes of confinement, the crests may just decide they have had quite enough of sitting politely in a wicker basket and attempt to escape. So keep an eye on them. A successful catch followed by an immediate escape is still, technically speaking, an unsuccessful catch."

He drifted lower, angling himself towards the trunk and rolled his shoulders, his eyes sweeping over the students.

"And should you manage to have every last crest safely contained by the end of tryouts… splendor awaits you."

He kicked one leg forward, his ghostly boot passing straight through the trunk before emerging from the other side. A moment later, there came a loud, satisfying click as the locks released.

"And—"

The lid flew upward.

"Catch."

OOC: Apologies for the delay! The site issues have been making things a little difficult, so thank you for your patience.

You are free to RP outcomes for the crests and do not need to wait for Cloggs nor The Narrator to pop in with guidance ― though they may do so anyway

You now have until September 25 to participate in the tryout and submit your questionnaire(s) for any characters you would like to be considered for the team.

As always, please make sure to check the first post of this thread for all the tryout details and questionnaire information!