Having just finished a grueling match, Wenxiu Lord clearly lacked the strength to catch Sirius properly. The flying tackle sent both of them tumbling straight down onto the turf.
The flying broomstick clattered to the ground. The moment they fell backward, Sirius shielded the boy's head with his arms and even tried to flip over to act as a cushion for the silver-haired youth, but Wenxiu Lord grabbed his wrist and pinned him in place.
Having a heavy Sirius lying on top of him was not a pleasant sensation. Feeling somewhat out of breath, Wenxiu Lord reached out to pat the teenager's fluffy head, but just as he was about to speak, an unfamiliar tongue slipped past his lips.
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