"Now then, Mr. Respectable Gay, you dragged so many people over here. Tell us what fun games we should play."
Fred and George threw an arm around Roy's neck from either side, asking with mischievous grins what so many people could play together.
"Blackjack, Texas Hold'em, Dou Dizhu, Three-Card Brag, or just comparing card values?"
Faced with the twins' question, Roy somehow produced four or five decks of cards and constantly flipped them through his nimble hands before the surrounding crowd.
"But no matter which game we play, the jokers will definitely be in my hand."
With a confident, dashing flourish, Roy drew out the red and black jokers, hiding all the remaining cards up his sleeves. With a flick of his wrist, the two jokers shot out like blades, circled the field through the air, then flew back into Roy's hand in a thoroughly unphysical manner.
"Well?"
Roy stood the two returning jokers upright between his fingers and displayed them around to everyone.
"No." ×7
Roy's cool act did not even last three seconds before everyone present tore down his grandstanding.
"Why?!"
"Only bad kids gamble."
The little beauty Ginny wore the sapphire necklace Aisling had just given her. Nestled in Aisling's arms, she righteously refused Roy.
"Did you hear that? Even Ginny is more sensible than you."
Holding little Ginny, who had not even reached her chest, Aisling cocked her chin provocatively at Roy. Then she bent down and affectionately rubbed her cheek against Ginny's lightly freckled face.
"Then you suggest something."
Roy said to Aisling somewhat irritably.
"Let's duel. How about a tournament match or a team battle?"
"Oh, so that's all Slytherin students can think of, right?"
Roy gave Aisling a skeptical look.
"You don't honestly think you have a chance of beating me, do you?