Dear Professor Dumbledore.
I am sorry to say that when I attended my first Quidditch match of the year I was startled to find that one of the seekers a mister Plotter (or some such, I couldn't quite catch his name over all the cheering, when it was announced.) was a First year student and did not meet the required age limit of Second year. I really do hope there is a sound reason as to why the boy was allowed to compete even though the age limit was put in place to protect those such as himself from harm.
For example, was he held back a year? In which case do you think it wise to allow him to compete when he clearly doesn't devote enough of his time to his studies as it is? Is he from a different culture where he is required to play Quidditch every day under penalty of being outcast? If so, he should be allowed to play on his own, without the other, older, rougher playing students.
Studies show that the regular Quidditch player sustains on average five (5) hospitalizing injuries per season, and if the player is under twelve years, and playing with those over twelve years, the numbers double.
Does the boy even know how to handle a broom? I turned to Professor Snape, to ask if he knew, but he didn't even respond to me, too engrossed in the match, I suspect. I tried to get his attention several times but was unsuccessful.
Though it is refreshing to see teachers take an interest in student activities, one would think a distinguished Wizard like Professor Snape would be a little more aware of his surroundings.
I was not able to watch the rest of the match because I was so flustered that I had to calm myself by going down to the foundations of the stadium to make sure it had regulation point-braces, which it does. Though might I suggest color coding all of the odd numbered point-braces, to ensure no confusion, if, for instance, someone needs to replace all of the odd ones due to a mildew outbreak.
Cygnus Stixrood, Chief Centennial Inspector, Department For Permits And Filing.
P.S. I met this most delightful young witch when I was going to the foundations, when I greeted her and asked what she was doing she said she was just counting the number of planks under the seats. Once hearing this I talked with her about the joys of inspecting but unfortunately she had to run off because she needed the little girls room. Perhaps you could consider me opening an apprenticeship for any aspiring young inspectors at heart?