Ever since Fudge and Umbridge came up with that rotten ban on underage wizards using broomsticks, he had not been doing very well.
Or rather, he had been doing terribly—absolutely terribly.
The retaliation from the Pure-blood families and the Alchemy Association came swiftly and fiercely. Large numbers of Pure-blood families abandoned Fudge and threw their support behind Barty Crouch and Scrimgeour instead.
The Alchemy Association's retaliation was even more tangible. During one of Fudge's public meetings, they controlled his arm in full view of the crowd and nearly strangled him to death. In the end, Aurors rushed forward and violently blasted that alchemical arm to pieces with magic, barely saving his life.
That incident truly reminded Fudge of the terror of being ruled by intellectuals.
He hastily repealed the broomstick ban.
And none of this had anything to do with Kayson, who was teaching at Hogwarts.
Well, that was not entirely true. He had padded out another paper.
At that moment, Ron had invited him to the Quidditch stands to watch the tryouts. Kayson was not even sure whether they counted as tryouts, considering how few people there were.
But it made no difference to Kayson. All he could see were little black dots flying about, each trailing a string of shapes like candied hawthorn skewers.
Of course, this selection also needed to recruit two additional Beaters. The Weasley twins would not just pat their backsides and leave, dumping a huge mess on Gryffindor's Quidditch team.
The two of them had also learned of Kayson's plan and immediately rejected his idea of expelling someone for entering the classroom with their left foot first. There was no other reason—it was simply too absurd.
If Mrs. Weasley found out that they had suspended their studies for such a bullshit reason, St Mungo's