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Harry Potter and the Rules of Quidditch - Tomás Bjartur

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“If you can’t criticise, you can’t optimise. I’m suggesting how to improve the game. And it’s very simple. Get rid of the Snitch.” “They won’t change the game just ‘cause you say so!” “I am the Boy-Who-Lived, you know. People will listen to me. And maybe if I can persuade them to change the game at Hogwarts, the innovation will spread.” A look of absolute horror was spreading over Ron’s face. “But, but if you get rid of the Snitch, how will anyone know when the game ends?” “Buy... a... clock. It would be a lot fairer than having the game sometimes end after ten minutes and sometimes not end for hours, and the schedule would be a lot more predictable for the spectators, too.” Harry sighed. Ron reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of Wit-Sharpening Potion. His mother made it for him in case of an emergency, and this felt like an emergency. He didn’t know a lot of things but he knew someone had to speak for Quidditch. For the Seeker and the Bludgers and for games of uncertain leng

Ron’s face pulled into a scowl. “If you don’t like Quidditch, you don’t have to make fun of it!” “If you can’t criticise, you can’t optimise. I’m suggesting how to improve the game. And it’s very simple. Get rid of the Snitch.” “They won’t change the game just ‘cause you say so!” “I am the Boy-Who-Lived, you know. People will listen to me. And maybe if I can persuade them to change the game at Hogwarts, the innovation will spread.” A look of absolute horror was spreading over Ron’s face. “But, but if you get rid of the Snitch, how will anyone know when the game ends?” “Buy... a...…

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