Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

(Jun Tong uses the shortest words to popularize the rules of Quidditch for those who don't understand: each team has 7 players, and 1 goalkeeper guards three goals. The beater uses a bat to hit the two flying Bludgers, responsible for interference. The three chasers are responsible for snatching the only Quaffle to throw into the opponent's goal post, and each time they get ten points. The seeker is responsible for finding the Golden Snitch that flies all over the field at a fast speed. If he catches it, he will get 150 points. The game is over and the team with the higher score wins. Other foul rules are similar to those of ordinary ball games, but they are simpler and more brutal. Some people have studied more than 100 ways to violate the rules without being punished.)

Quidditch field.

In the stands, Harry, who had just finished training, was wolfing down the lunch that Draco brought him on the way, and occasionally looked at Draco who was having fun in the sky.

The right to use the Quidditch field for two days on the weekend, two mornings and two afternoons, is just enough for four colleges to share. With Shaw there, there is no more fighting for the field.

And this morning it was Gryffindor's turn to use it.

The little lions thought that they would be able to relax a little this year after winning the Quidditch Cup last year.

But the dog captain Wood had gone crazy and had already shouted the slogan of winning the championship again. The devilish training was doubled.

The players were driven to the court at six o'clock this morning, and they were not allowed to go back for lunch. The training did not end until Slytherin came to take over the court at two o'clock.

Harry couldn't help but burp after eating.

At this time, he heard the footsteps of someone coming behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Shaw who came with a broom.

He was about to wipe the oil stains on his mouth with his sleeve subconsciously, but then he felt something was wrong, so he took out a tissue from his arms to wipe his mouth.

Shaw walked to Harry's side, looked at the boy who was getting stronger and stronger, and said gently.

"Why are you eating just now?"

Harry wanted to complain about Wood, but he also knew that it was impolite.

"Well, Draco and I made an appointment to watch him train in the afternoon, so I didn't go back for lunch."

Shaw nodded without asking.

Harry was immediately stressed when he saw Shaw dressed like this.

"Chief, Chief, you really have to participate in Quidditch. Draco said you are very good at flying, and you can fly flowers in the dormitory."

Shor glanced at Harry with an ambiguous look and smiled faintly.

"No way, the dean has ordered it. By the way, you won't go home for Christmas, right?"

"I should stay at school and not go back to my aunt's house."

Harry said embarrassedly, and his expression suddenly became a little sad. Then he was surprised again.

"Chief, are you going to invite me to your house?"

Shor raised his eyebrows, and without explicitly saying that he wanted to take him to Azkaban, he agreed.

"Well, I want to invite you to my house for Christmas."

Harry was so happy that he almost danced with joy. After learning that Sirius was his godfather, although he didn't like the godfather he had never met, it didn't prevent Harry from feeling closer to Shaw.

At this time, Draco, who saw Shaw coming from the sky, gave up looking for the Golden Snitch and immediately drove the broom he got from other team members to the stands.

Snape, who was in a shadow in the distance, also noticed Shaw's arrival, but did not say anything.

Draco's flying talent was actually quite good. After swooping down to the stands, he made a very quick stop. Seeing Shaw and his own broom in his hand, he said with mixed feelings.

"Chief, you're here. Ziying couldn't wait for you, so he flew to the Forbidden Forest to play."

The expression of the arrogant brother can never be hidden, not to mention that there is a weather forecaster with a hair.

Shaw looked at Draco's hair that was almost tangled, smiled and took out a baseball bat from the ring and waved it in his hand.

"Draco, if you perform well, I won't be the Seeker anymore. If you fail to catch the Snitch in two consecutive games in the Four-House League, you can't blame me for letting you sit on the bench."

Draco nodded hurriedly, his expression became excited, and he patted his chest so hard that he almost fell off his broom.

The other Slytherin players and substitutes also flew over and surrounded Shaw.

Marcus saw Shaw take out the bat and looked at his own bat, and instantly had an ominous premonition.

Shor looked up and inspected the little snakes in green clothes, and flew into the sky with his broom.

He then spoke to the players with his eyes level.

"To be honest, I don't know as much as you do about Quidditch, but that doesn't stop me from understanding tactics. To put it bluntly, it's no different from a duel, with offense and defense, and we are a whole, we can't be like a pile of loose sand, this is the meaning of training and coordination, well, let me test your level first, Marcus."

Marcus's strong body trembled when he heard Shaw suddenly call his name, but he didn't delay him and shouted.

"Chief!"

Shor resisted the urge to scratch his ears, this guy has a really loud voice.

"You and Rat will pass the Bludger to me later, you guysWhoever performs better will play in the official competition. The others can train normally, and I will throw the Bludger at you at any time. Don't doubt my accuracy, be serious!"

The Little Snake team members have already witnessed the magic of the chief, so naturally they will not doubt it, and they all agreed excitedly.

"Yes, chief! "

Next, everyone started training normally. Draco flew around the field again to find the elusive and extremely fast little golden snitch.

And Harry was legitimately investigating the enemy's strengths and weaknesses in the stands, paying special attention to Shaw.

Some of the little snakes in Slytherin really wanted to drive Harry away, but the other party was a good friend of the big golden pig Draco.

Seeing that the chief had no objection, they couldn't say anything.

Shor flew freely in the sky, while Marcus and another equally tall and strong Terra went to find the bludger.

The efficiency was good, and soon the first bludger was passed by Marcus with great force. This guy might have wanted to see Shaw get hit because he couldn't react in time.

"Swoosh! "

Although Shaw only upgraded his flying talent to level 5 yesterday, he can already fly very well.

Originally, in addition to being a seeker, he should at least be a chaser, a position that also values ​​flying skills.

However, he doesn't have time to play with the other two chasers every day. Besides, it's better to be direct if violence can solve the problem.

Quidditch is a violent sport, so he doesn't mind being more violent.

Shor can't really use spells on the court, but he knows a lot of silent and wandless spells.

The Sensei spell was also upgraded to level 5, and his five senses became incredibly sharp instantly. Then he adjusted his brain occlusion to an absolutely calm state.

In this way, he can simulate the state of swinging the lightning sword without any hindrance. Fighting, he is good at it!

Looking at the bludger coming, Shaw found an angle and swung his bat fiercely.

"Bang!"

Under his bat, the bludger flew at high speed towards Emok, a player who was breaking through the interception of the substitute chaser with the quaffle.