oliver made a rather displeased sound that was mixed with a laugh. "you did a very good job, that's an expectations exceeded and you're allowed to continue with your Quidditchpractice!" He declared overdramatically. He remembered every word of what McGonagall had said when he had gotten his grade, because he had been so relieved that he could keep playing, keep being a captain and with that a pain in the ass for his teammates.
"Oh, no studying for you?" he asked and closed his eyes against the sun. It was really a nice day, rather cool but sunny at the same time. He had learnt from his earlier mistake of not wearing a scarf and now had his old Gryffindor scarf wrapped around his neck. And he had shaved that morning, something he was usually too lazy for, so he constantly had a light stubble.