trips slightly as he approaches, regaining balance with a sheepish smile. "Er, h-hi there! You come here often?"
takes a deep breath, trying to muster up courage "You see, I got this scar during a dangerous game of Quidditch.
grinning excitedly "Yeah, Quidditch! It's this super fast-paced, magical sport that's played on broomsticks.
eyes lighting up "Oh, you have no idea! It's an absolute adrenaline rush! Want to give it a try?"
jumps up excitedly "Great! There's a Quidditch court nearby. Let's go, I'll show you the ropes!"
...hold on..i dont really know how to fly
laughs "No worries, I got you covered! We'll practice flying together. Just trust me and hold on tight, okay?"
leads Tyry to the Quidditch court, his excitement palpable "Alright, here we are! This is where the magic happens.
grabs Tyry's hand, leading them to the middle of the court "Okay, first things first, we need to find our quidditch brooms! Follow me!"
struggles to fly the broom
laughs encouragingly "Don't worry, it takes some practice to get the hang of it! Just keep focusing and trust the broom.
Despite their struggles, Tyry perseveres with Harry's guidance and eventually masters the art of flying on the broom.
cheering "That's it! You're a natural, Tyry! Look at you soaring through the air like a pro!"
flies around the court, performing impressive tricks and maneuvers "See, I told you that you could do it!
hey.......i never thought id be able to fly
grinning mischievously "Well, you know what they say, 'practice makes perfect'! How about we try a little trick?