All things are three at Hogwarts

Whenever the thought of giving up occurred in Alan's mind, Geraldine's roar would always sound in time.

This simply made Alan wonder if his Occlumency technique had failed.

After being dazed for a moment, Allen was hit on the shoulder by a Bludger.

The man and the broom rolled several times in the air before stopping.

Before Allen had time to react, several other bludgers came straight towards the door.

"Alan, fly quickly! It wasn't your brain that was hit by the Quaffle!" Geraldine roared hoarsely.

"Coach, isn't it 30 minutes yet?" Allen pressed his body tightly against the broom, using this posture to break through the quaffle.

"Don't worry about time, keep flying, you're still far away! Try your best, that's it!" Geraldine shouted loudly.

"Don't stop, Alan, you can do better!"

"That's it, keep flying, don't give up, keep flying until you are exhausted!"

"Keep moving forward, I want you to do your best and keep moving forward!"

"It's very hard, keep flying, keep flying, that's it!"

Geraldine flew above Alan, urging him again and again.

Allen's heart was pounding like a big hammer.

After hearing Geraldine's words, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and try to concentrate on looking for the next halo.

Allen didn't know how many halos he had passed through, how many times he had avoided the Quaffle, how many times he had flown around the castle, and how much time had passed. All that was left in Allen's mind was Halo and Quaffle.

In the eyes of the little wizards who were watching, Allen was like a magic arrow that never tired, flying rapidly through the air.

The national team players who had been sitting on the grass carelessly stood up involuntarily, their eyes following Allen flying quickly in the sky uncontrollably.

The leaf in Banks' mouth fell, but he seemed unaware, his muscles tensed, and he stared at Allen.

"Stop!" Geraldine looked at her watch and called to Allen, "Harris, you can stop and rest!"

Hearing this, Allen relaxed and quickly landed back to the training ground.

He didn't feel it when he was highly concentrated. Now, Allen felt that every muscle in his body was trembling, and every part of him was protesting against his master's abuse.

Allen simply lay down on the grass, breathing heavily.

The team members in the distance immediately ran towards Allen's direction.

Penello, who was in the stands, looked at Allen who was exhausted from training with a look of reluctance and moist eyes.

Suddenly, she jumped up from her seat, wanting to rush forward and do something for Allen.

Even if you just wipe his sweat, even if you just get him some water...

Geraldine landed next to Allen. He simply lay on the ground and looked at Allen, "Are you okay?"

"Coach!" Allen gasped and asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Coach, I must have surpassed the halo!" Allen tried his best to raise his head, supporting the lawn with both hands, and looked at Geraldine expectantly.

"No," Geraldine said seriously.

The players who gathered around couldn't help but look at each other.

"You reached 1 in 1263 hour, surpassing the all-time record. Moreover, you were attacked by four Quaffles at the same time, while the previous record holder only had two Quaffles!"

Huge joy occupied Alan's heart, but he sensitively discovered that Geraldine in front of him did not seem to be as excited as he was!

"Look, Alan, you have broken the record." Geraldine looked into Alan's eyes sincerely.

"Your position dictates that you will be the most influential player on the team. If you think we can succeed, they will move on from the Seeker incident and think so too. Don't tell me you can't give me There’s more than what I just saw.”

Geraldine pounded her fist on the grass.

"You just lasted for an hour under the attack of 4 Bludgers and passed through more than 1 haloes. Merlin gave you the talent of Quidditch, don't waste it. Alan, I need you, can I trust you? ?" Geraldine looked solemn.

Strangely, Alan felt a little tired just now and his muscles were shaking slightly. At this time, he suddenly felt a wave of heat rushing through his body.

"Coach?" Banks suddenly said.

But Geraldine ignored it and continued to stare at Alan.

Allen looked at Geraldine firmly, "Of course, coach!"

"Coach!" Banks spoke again.

"What's the matter, Banks?" Geraldine looked up.

"Coach, to be exact, Allen has passed through 1263 haloes!" Banks was not afraid of Geraldine's black face and said seriously.

After a brief silence, everyone laughed.

"Banks, since you are so smart, why don't you come over quickly and take care of your teammates?" Geraldine clapped her hands and stood up from the ground.

Banks shrugged, looked at each other and hugged the other team members.

The team members surrounded Allen, some patted Allen's shoulders, some brought towels to Allen, and some gave him muscle relaxation massage...

Suddenly, George Cohen spilled a bottle of water over Allen's head.

Alan laughed and pushed George aside.

The team members suddenly became noisy.

"Good guy!"

“That’s no fun, man.

"Oh, that's fun!"

When Geraldine saw this scene, a smile flashed across his face full of strength and perseverance.

Penelo, who ran down from the stands, found his arm being pulled by a hand before he could reach Allen.

Penello turned his head in surprise and looked at Luna.

"Penello, I think what Allen needs more at this moment is them."

Penello followed Luna's gaze and saw the scene of the team members having fun. She felt enlightened and allowed Luna to pull her back to the stands.

"Coach, how strong is Ireland this year? We lost to him last time." Banks, as the captain, looked serious.

"Much better than us?" George curled his lips.

"You already think we're starting to lose, George? Even with a Seeker as talented as Alan?"

"If we can't defeat them" George's eyes were a little confused.

"George!" Allen suddenly interrupted him.

All eyes were focused on Allen.

"I will do my best to catch the Golden Snitch, and victory will definitely belong to us!" Allen's words were filled with incomparable confidence.

Although Allen was dripping wet and looked extremely embarrassed, everyone couldn't help but believe what he said, and their eyes became hot.

"He also has excellent leadership talents. He is truly a natural captain!" Geraldine nodded secretly.