Jaxton scowled as his blooder changed directions. Man, didn't the kid understand? No. That was because the ball was made so that people thought it was real. Even he forgot sometimes. It was the only thing he had accomplished in his life, besides Quidditch. A delusion only pixies could see through. Jaxton had a connection with little cornish pixes. He didn't know why. He didn't know how. But he was sure that he was right. Jaxton just wanted to know how fast the kids reflexes were and anyway, he had a beater backing him up.
"Yeah. I am crazy" He told the other beater. Then he flew near DJ. "They're not real. I'm trying to figure out how his reflexes are" |