-I watch as the ground gets closer and closer.- "Gotta think...Accio broom!!!" -I grab the broom as it appears my feet inches from the ground as I hang on it-
-McGonagal speaks again- McGonagal: "I don't believe it!!! With that daring leap Salrion has just won the Quidditch cup for Gryffindor!! Gryffin...." -She's cut off by a blinding flash of light from the middle of the field. I shield my eyes-
-A hush goes over the crowd followed by gasps and stares of amazement and wonder as the flash recedes. I slowly look up and widen my eyes in shock, for there standing right in front of me was the ghost of Godric Gryffindor....-
-He speaks- "Salrion!! I am here to tell everyone the truth about your family name!!!" -His voice is overwhelming and I drop to my knees the power radiating from him nearly unbearable-