Hogwarts Wandering Wizard

It seemed like a long sentence, but because Eric's broom started very quickly, after he avoided Felix's interception and started the broom again, approached the goal and threw the ball in, Felix Foley finally heard it. to his complete words.

Looking at his cousin who easily turned the broom around after scoring the goal and floated diagonally above him, Felix's eyes flicked across the broom under him, and finally raised it up to meet Eric's eyes: "This is it. Do you have the confidence? With an extremely fast broom."

The celebration bell rang for the goal, and on the huge floating scoreboard, Gryffindor's score increased by ten points again. The successive scores made the Gryffindor students standing in the audience cheer.

Compared to everyone's negative predictions before the game, Eric's performance at this moment was like a round palm, slapping those spectators who were not optimistic about the Gryffindor team in the face. .

This kind of counterattack is more effective than their wasted rebuttal before the game.

"I felt like the blood in my whole body was boiling. It was so great. Did you see that the opponent's goalkeeper couldn't stop Eric at all."

Lee Jordan put down the brass telescope, sprayed out a red spark with his wand to celebrate the goal, and shouted excitedly to the Weasley brothers beside him: "This is much more passionate than the comics."

Jimmy nodded in agreement, raised the binoculars and continued to look for a few seconds before suddenly making a sound of surprise: "What's wrong with Eric? He and his cousin have stopped motionless in mid-air since the goal."

Eric, who was floating in the air, moved his broom and kept parallel to Felix. Looking at his expressionless cousin, he smiled after a long silence: "Equipment is also a part of strength, isn't it!"

As he spoke, he turned his eyes to look at his teammates who were being chased by Edward and Hugo, and a smile appeared on his lips: "How about we make a bet and see if we can get [-] points in today's game. "

Eric pointed to the 50:10 points in the sky and said to Felix: "There are still 450 points left."

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The Firebolt is really fast, especially since Eric himself still has the praise of the ghost. Coupled with the movement speed bonus of the ring and the passive driving mastery, the movement speed bonus of up to 82% makes him in the game. Invincible.Almost as long as he gets the ball within Ravenclaw's half, he can fly the ball into the goal from any angle.

Straight lines, arcs, bounces, and even Eric hit a lob, forcing the ball to draw a strange parabola in the air, then grazing the bottom ring of the goal and scoring a goal.

The Yingyuan goalkeeper who performed brilliantly on the field yesterday was like a sleepwalking fool today, being teased mercilessly by Eric.

After continuous scoring, the Gryffindor team gradually understood his style of play.Under Charlie's command, Eric approached the Ravenclaw team's defense alone. Lusak and Archie cooperated with the team's two batters to pass the Quaffle to him.

The poor batters not only had to prevent the two skilled batters from attacking their teammates with Bludgers, but they also had to cooperate with the chasers and pass the ball to Eric with their short sticks.

However, looking at the score that had stretched to 150:40, even though the batters' arms were extremely sore, they still happily launched attacks again and again.

But with the decline in physical strength, the Gryffindor team's offense finally made a mistake.

Just as they were repeating their old trick, preparing for Guillam to hit the Quaffle towards the back half of Ravenclaw, allowing Eric to throw the ball, the figure of Edward Blitz suddenly appeared, like a figure leaping out of the sea. Like a whale, he rose up at an incredible angle, blocked the Quaffle, and carried the Quaffle forward all the way, dodging the Bludger that Roddy hit, and facing Gryffindor's left goal. Make a throwing motion.

Seeing this scene, Wood, who had been doing nothing, immediately came to his senses and turned his broom around to go back to the left to defend. The Quaffle that had just left Edward's right hand was suddenly swatted by him with his left hand, and he made a feint toward Gryffindor's goal. The right goal flew away.

"No!"

Wood, who had already activated his broom, looked at the Quaffle flying in the opposite direction to him. The look of horror on his face was almost deformed, and he shouted for someone to help defend.

Since it was a feint, Edward's left hand didn't exert much force, and the Quaffle flew forward slowly, as if it was in slow motion.

Eric stopped his broomstick urgently and looked at the thrown Quaffle, drawing a sharp angle in Ravenclaw's second half defense zone, preparing to rely on his own speed to save this one that was not flying very fast. The Quaffle, but he was too far away from his own goal post. Even if he accelerated as hard as he could, he still couldn't stop the ball before it scored.

Seeing that the Quaffle was about to hit the goal, Lusak's figure shot out from the slant like a rocket. He was lying on the broom, his eyes fixed on the Quaffle, before it was about to get into the goal. The ball was held at the moment of goal.

But his speed was so fast that he couldn't even slow down when facing the goal that was so close. He could only hit the ball post with a huge roar.

There was a huge click, and amid the exclamations of the audience, his broomstick broke into two pieces, and he himself flew out in a violent collision and hit the middle ball post.

While falling downwards, Lusak threw the ball he had grabbed with all his strength to Archie, who came for support: "Leave me alone, attack."

Archie subconsciously caught the ball and looked at his fallen teammate. His brain was suddenly confused and he didn't know whether to save him or fight back.

And before his brain could make a choice, a figure in a golden-red uniform passed by him in an instant, and the gust of wind caused by the high-speed flight blew his broom around.

The audience in the stands also stood up collectively. Whether they were students from Gryffindor or the other three houses, they all looked nervously at Lusak's helpless fall.

Eric flew over quickly, pressed the broom handle hard after flying past the goal, drew a right angle in the air and ran towards Lusak.Just like he saved the Quaffle with his final kick, Eric grabbed his arm just before he landed.

The broom tail made of hazel wood indeed had a huge bonus in turning. Eric just easily pulled his broom handle, and the entire broom easily became parallel to the ground.

Seeing him save his teammates with two wonderful turns in a row, the tense atmosphere in the audience finally dissipated. All the spectators applauded, not only for Eric who completed this wonderful rescue, but also for the brave stop Lussac Hyson of the Quaffle.

Eric placed the teammate he was holding on the ground covered with fine sand. Looking at him who was holding his right side of his ribs with a painful expression on his face, he comforted him: "Be patient, Professor and the others are already here."

Before he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall and the others stumbled over. Due to the dangers of Quidditch, Madam Pomfrey would be on the sidelines for every game. She quickly came to their side. .

"Four broken ribs, so lucky!"

After briefly checking his injuries, Madam Pomfrey said to Professor McGonagall: "Hurry up and send this child to the school doctor's office. I need to do some treatment on his ribs."

Professor McGonagall nodded, conjured a stretcher, and moved him onto the stretcher with Eric.Madam Pomfrey waved her wand, and Lussac, who was already showing some coma symptoms, was lifted up on the stretcher and ran towards the castle.