Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

Three days passed quickly, and after the match between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff on Saturday, the Gryffindor students returned to the common room with heavy hearts.

Ravenclaw's state was too high today. From the first 10 minutes of the game, Hufflepuff's rhythm was completely carried away by the Ravenclaw team. Even the normally unknown goalkeeper performed very well today. Pretty good.

Charlie sat next to Eric and the others throughout the game and kept recording the data. He learned from him that Hufflepuff organized a total of 11 attacks in one and a half hours of the game, but only one attack. One goal was scored, and all the remaining attacks were stopped by the goalkeeper.

As this continuous attack was dismantled, the morale of the Hufflepuff team also suffered a major blow, so that for the next hour, the Quaffle was controlled by the Ravenclaw team.

The Ravenclaw team, which controlled the Quaffle, quickly showed their strong strength to the audience. In seventy minutes, they threw the ball more than 80 times and scored more than 30 goals. The constantly changing scoreboard, The Hufflepuff team's lone 10 points was also quite dazzling.

If not for the fact that at the end of the game, the Hufflepuff team's seeker caught the Golden Snitch with a beautiful Wronsky fake move, ending this one-sided massacre, perhaps their college's Quidditch team would have Dismissed on the spot.

Eric saw that after the game, when Charlie went to communicate with the captain of the Hufflepuff team, the sturdy senior couldn't help crying.

"I have analyzed all the data of Ravenclaw in these games. The cooperation of their three chasers can be said to be at its peak. If we confront them head-on, we will not have any advantage. Moreover, their attack Everyone has seen the performance of the golfers, Guillam, Roddy, you two need to practice more on your combined play, Ravenclaw’s Zakai and Alden’s cooperation is much better than you.”

After Charlie returned to the common room, he immediately called the team members together, nervously held a pre-war mobilization meeting with them, and read to them one by one what he had recorded in his little notebook.

The two new Chasers are Wood and Percy's roommate Lusak Hyson, and sixth grader Archie Casbord.After watching the Ravenclaw team's game today, these two people didn't look very good. Eric even felt that if Charlie continued to praise the Ravenclaw team, these two people would probably have to quit the team immediately. Apply.

Guillam pushed up his glasses and looked at the enlarged tactical drawing on the blackboard that Charlie had conjured up. He frowned and shook his head and retorted: "Charlie, I think your focus should be on how to reduce points lost and the work of our batsmen in the game. They have always been support, even if we knock Blitzcrank off the broom like last time, Felix and Hugo can easily score points."

After hearing what he said, Charlie nodded simply, turned to the next page of the small book, and continued to his teammates: "So after research, I believe that our game tomorrow must be decided quickly, and the opponent's search for the ball must be My skills are not as good as mine, so I have to catch the snitch as quickly as possible tomorrow."

"That's the truth!" Roddy nodded in agreement, and then seeing the surprised looks from his teammates, he quickly waved his hand and explained: "Well, what I mean is that their new seeker is not as good as Charlie. "

Eric looked at the serious look on Charlie's face, hesitated for a while, raised his hand and asked, "Then, what if you never see the Snitch on the field?"

Charlie closed the notebook with a snap, and the expression on his face was extremely serious: "Then we will wait to meet the wrath of Professor McGonagall!"

Crowd: ...

Because Charlie "praised" the Ravenclaw team to the sky yesterday, when Eric entered the auditorium this morning, he obviously found that the students at the Gryffindor table had lost their usual liveliness and cheerfulness.

Perhaps his original intention was to perform an operation that would surely lead to victory, but who would have thought that his words were like a potion that lowered the heart rate, directly reducing the fighting spirit of Gryffindor College to the freezing point.

Not only the team members were dejected, but also the other students.

Looking back at the long Ravenclaw table opposite, the students of the Eagle Academy were talking about today's upcoming game in high spirits. Many people also made a lot of handicap regarding the result of the game.It's just that it's not about guessing who will win or who loses, but about the final score.

When Roger Davis saw Eric coming, he stood up suddenly, put his feet on the stool, took out five gold galleons from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and looked at him with excitement. The Slytherin senior who organized the bet said: "I beat Ravenclaw to win, and the score difference at the end was more than 300 points."

The students around him screamed and came over one after another. Some tried to persuade him not to be so aggressive, while others asked him why he was so bold.

"Don't you know, the players on the Gryffindor team had internal strife last week. In the end, the Gryffindor captain had no choice but to drag the first-year students over to make up for the chase. That's it. How can our team win? Don’t worry, you can press me. I will definitely win for you.”

With a disdainful smile on his face, Roger Davis explained to the students around him. His eyes glanced at Eric from time to time, and his voice became louder as he approached.

"If you hadn't stopped me, sometimes I would have wanted to beat him up."

Fred's fists clenched. Looking at Davis's triumphant smile, he stabbed the fork in his right hand hard into the pie. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't let me meet him on the court in the future." , otherwise I will beat his nose to bits."

Eric shook his head and said nonchalantly: "This guy has a feud with me. I can guess how disgusting he can say, but why should you care about such things? It's like a dog barking at you. , do you have to call me back?"

The students around him suddenly froze when they heard his words. They forgot to bite the food that was brought to their mouths. After being stunned for five seconds, they suddenly laughed happily.

"Eric, you are really hurtful, calling Davis a dog."

"Haha, indeed, if a wild dog barks at me, I won't pay attention to it."

Lee Jordan and the others laughed the most happily. Looking at Davis jumping up and down now, he felt more and more like a dog begging for petting everywhere.

Eric did not laugh, but cut two pieces of toast, spread a layer of mango jam on it, and swallowed it quickly. When he got up in the morning, he received a note from Karl, asking him to go to McGonagall around nine o'clock. The professor's office said he had something for him.

He looked at the pointer on his pocket watch, said hello to the classmates around him, and soon arrived at the door of the professor's office with familiarity, and saw his parents chatting happily with Professor McGonagall.

Compared to the extremely formal furs worn by Catherine, Karl's clothes looked a bit weird.

"Son, this is what dad wore when he represented Hogwarts in the World League of Magical Schools. Isn't it handsome?"

Karl held a long box in his hand, turned it around in front of Eric, showed him his jersey from more than ten years ago, and said proudly: "You know, this league is only held once every few decades. Only the best players are eligible to participate, don’t you think dad is awesome?”

Catherine watched her husband keep playing tricks and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and interrupted: "Okay, don't show off in front of the children. Didn't Professor McGonagall just say that the competition is about to start? Hurry up and hand over your things." Let him..."

After being reminded by his wife, Karl stopped his cool behavior and held the long box wrapped in colorful strips in front of Eric, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Son, this is your first time boarding. Dad has nothing to congratulate you on the field, so I will give you a new broom."