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| We owe our knowledge of the rude beginnings of Quidditch to the writings of the witch Gertie Keddle, who lived on the edge of Queerditch Marsh in the eleventh century. Fortunately for us, she kept a diary, now in the Museum of Quidditch in London. The excerpts below have been translated from the badly spelled Saxon of the original. |
| Tuesday. Hot. That lot from across the marsh have been at it again. Playing a stupid game on their broomsticks. A big leather ball landed in my cabbages. I hexed the man who came for it. I'd like to see him fly with his knees on back to front, the great hairy hog. |
| Tueday. Wet. Was out on the marsh picking nettles. Broomstick idiots playing again. Watched for a bit from behind a rock. They've got a new ball. Throwing it to each other and trying to tick it in tress at either end of the marsh. Pointless rubbish. |
| Tuesday. Windy. Gwenog came over for nettle tea, then invited me out for a treat. Ended up watching those numbskulls playing their game on the marsh. That big scottish warlock from up the hill was there. Now they've got two big heavey rocks flying aroud trying to knock them off their brooms. Unfortunately it didn't happen while I was watching. Gwenog told me she often played herself. Went home in disgust. |
| The Game From Queerditch Marsh |
| Homework: 1.In the first insert it mentions the big leather ball that landed in her cabbages. Which ball, in quidditch, does that refer to? 2. The two rocks in insert two refer to which balls in the game of Quidditch? 3.Which ball is missing from the game at Queerditch Marsh? |
| Remember: Include your Name, House, and the subject must be 'Quidditch Through The Ages'. |
| Classes are updated every Sunday. Homework, for this class, is due on Sunday the 15th of July |