lord of destiny

Chapter 127 Quidditch!
"Fang, I will tell you the rules of Quidditch first, and then you can participate in our training three times a week."

Wilson placed the large crate on the ground.

Fang Mu stood beside him.

Their current location is the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts.

Hundreds of chairs are placed high on the surrounding stands, more than ten meters above the ground, and every spectator can see everything on the court.

At each end of the field are three gold poles with rings on top, one high and two low.The lowest, though, is fifty feet (about 15 meters) high.

Wilson opened the crate, and inside were four balls of varying sizes.

"Although it's not easy to play, the rules of Quidditch are easy to understand. First, there are seven people on each team, three of whom are Chasers."

With that said, Wilson took out a bright red ball the size of a football.

"This ball is called a Quaffle. Chasers pass Quaffles to each other. As long as they can pass a circle, they can score points. Every time they pass, they can get ten points. Understand?"

"understood."

Fang Mu nodded.

This thing is similar to basketball, except that there are six holes in Quidditch, and there is no difference between two points and three points, and they are all ten points.

Wilson continued.

"In addition to the chasers, each team also has a goalkeeper. I am the goalkeeper of our team. I am responsible for flying around our ring and preventing the opponent from hitting the quaffle into our circle. In the ring.”

Fang Mu nodded again, expressing his understanding.

This rule is somewhat similar to football, but not exactly the same.

"These two are Bludgers."

Wilson pointed to two identical balls in the box. They were shiny black and smaller than the red Quaffle just now.

Unlike the Quaffle, in the beginning, the two balls were tightly wrapped by two hollow iron spheres.

Wilson opened the hollow spheres, and Fang Mu could see their appearance clearly.

On the surface of these two Bludgers, there are also straps that bind them.

The two Bludgers seemed to be alive, struggling desperately to free themselves from the straps that bound them.

"But dry explanations are meaningless. I will give you a demonstration now and let you see what these two bludgers are used for."

There was a smile on Wilson's lips, as if he thought of something happy.

"You take this."

He handed Fang Mu a short wooden stick.

"Stand back."

He reminded Fang Mu.

Then he bent down and released a Bludger.

moment.

Whoosh!
The Bludger suddenly shot up into the air, then turned and hit Fang Mu straight in the face.

The bludger was very fast, and it was about to hit Fang Mu's nose, but Fang Mu waved the short wooden stick in his hand lightly.

Bang!
The Bludger was immediately sent flying, and in the blink of an eye, it passed a ring on the opposite side.

"Bingo! Ten!"

Fang Mu laughed.

The smile on Wilson's face froze slightly. He wanted to make Fang Mu a clown, but he didn't expect the plan to fail.

Of course, this plan is not a bad plan.

It's like the "enrollment ceremony" for new members of the group, on the one hand, to shorten the relationship between the two parties, and on the other hand, to establish their own status.

Unfortunately, Wilson's 'enrollment ceremony' failed.

All he could say was.

"It's unscorable, but you're very gifted as a batsman. There's a bludger going up and down the field trying to knock players off their broomsticks. So every ball The team will also have two hitters, who will protect our players from the Bludgers. Of course, they will sometimes hit the Bludgers on the other side."

"By the way, hit the opposing player? This job is interesting!"

Fang Mu licked his lips. He suddenly felt that becoming a batter might be a good choice?

The corner of Wilson's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt as if he had discovered something.

At this moment.

Whoosh!
The Bludger flew back again.

But this time, it rushed straight at Wilson.

Wilson didn't have a short wooden stick in his hand. Fortunately, he was prepared and dodged sideways.

Then, before the Bludger re-established its target, he swooped and caught the Bludger.

Although the Bludger struggled desperately, it still couldn't break free and was restrained in the box again.

"Okay, Fang, three chasers, two batters, and a goalkeeper, now you understand their functions?"

"understood."

Fang Mu nodded.

"Well, next, it's the last of the seven players, Seeker! That's you! You don't have to worry about Quaffles and Bludgers..."

"Can't I get a stub too, and act as a batter by the way?"

A black line appeared on Wilson's forehead.

"No! We have dedicated batters!"

"what a pity."

Fang Mu sighed.

"Actually, I don't think it's a problem for me to work two jobs part-time."

"Okay, Fang, you don't have to work so hard, you just need to pay attention to this!"

Wilson quickly changed the subject, reached into the crate again, and pulled out a fourth and final ball.

This ball is much smaller than the Quaffle and Bludger, about the size of a walnut.

It was golden all over, with exquisite lines engraved on its surface, and on both sides of it, there were two small silver wings that kept flapping.

"It's called the Snitch! It's the most important ball of all! It's so hard to catch it, it flies like lightning and you can't catch it!"

Wilson looked at Fang Mu.

"Seeker, your job is to catch it! It's hard! You have to go back and forth between the Chaser, Beater, Bludger and Quaffle to catch the other team's Seeker Grab it before hand."

"If any team's Seeker catches the Snitch, his team gets an extra 150 points... You know what that means? You get ten points for scoring a goal, but you get 150 points for catching the Snitch." You can get [-] points directly! This is almost a swearing-in guarantee! So your task is the most important, don't worry about those Bludgers!"

"ok, I get it."

Under Wilson's gaze, Fang Mu could only reply helplessly.

Wilson then continued.

"When the Snitch is caught, the Quidditch game is over. But if it is not caught, the game continues forever. Let me think about it, the longest record game duration I can remember is probably three months!"

"Three months? The level of their Seekers is too bad!"

Fang Mu couldn't help complaining.

Wilson felt his face twitch.

Why is your focus always different from others?

Fortunately, his explanation is over.

Next, it's about training.

(End of this chapter)