"Nah, not walloped you," Ron said. He grinned. "Maybe just slipped you one of George's sweets." Really, though, he barely even thought about Viktor these days. Sometimes his name was in the papers, but other than that Ron didn't even spare him much in the way of brain power.
"See, I just don't get how people have back-up teams and stuff. Following a certain player, maybe, but I guess I'm just a one-team sort of man."
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