Shawn leisurely followed a Bludger as it flew aimlessly around, keeping an eye on everything and ready to act at any moment.
Suddenly, he spotted the two jokers charging at him.
He knew how well the two troublemakers worked together and couldn't let them get close. After a moment's thought, he swung Bats down hard!
That was right: Shawn was treating the Bludger like a ping-pong ball, slicing it rather than hitting it.
When it came to ping-pong, Shawn was definitely good enough to be a community champion.
With the calm provided by Occlumency, the Super-Sensory Charm, and his ability to sense fluctuations in magical energy, handling a school Quidditch match was a piece of cake.
He wasn't about to throw the baby out with the bathwater and refuse to use any of the advantages the system gave him.
After his powerful slice, the Bludger spun rapidly as it hurtled toward the cross-eyed Weasley along a completely unpredictable path.
Fred cried out, "Oh, Mum!" Even his wandering eye struggled to straighten, but he still couldn't make out the Bludger's trajectory.
He simply closed his eyes, raised his bat, and swung.
Naturally, he missed. The spinning Bludger passed beneath his arm, then abruptly dipped and struck the tail of the broomstick beneath him.
Fred lost his balance, and his broomstick spiraled downward.
"Aaaah! George, save me!"
George had been about to pull out a little gadget to give Shawn a surprise. At the cry, he quickly withdrew his hand and flew over to catch his brother.
Having shaken off the twins, Shawn surged forward a short distance and surveyed the match.
Both sides were playing fiercely. Gryffindor's three girls worked seamlessly together and played with grit.
Slytherin's three Chasers had only average teamwork, but every one of them was big and