Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 162 Humanoid Bludger

The next day is the weekend and there is no class.

As soon as Kyle opened the door of the dormitory in the morning, he saw Cedric stretching his arms head-on.

"What kind of look do you have..." Kyle asked suspiciously, "Imitate a lucky cat?"

"What cat... Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Cedric put down his raised arm and said, "I'm here to call you. Have you forgotten that today is the day of the Quidditch selection, why did you come out now?"

"I didn't forget, I just woke up..." Kyle rubbed his face and said it as a matter of course.

It's a rare weekend with good weather, and it would be a pity not to get more sleep.

Cedric rubbed his forehead and said, "The ten o'clock selection, it's already 09:30... how can you sleep."

"Isn't there still half an hour left, it's completely in time."

Kyle took his Nimbus 2000 and followed Cedric out of the common room.

With Connor, she was waiting outside when Cedric went to call Kyle.

Several people walked across the field and came to the Quidditch pitch.

At this time, the selection process had not officially started, but the area around the field was already very lively. Even Professor Sprout, who rarely left the greenhouse, came. She was standing in the middle of the field, talking to Mrs. Hooch.

There were quite a few people sitting in the stands around, some from Hufflepuff and some from other houses.

From the nervous looks of those people, it is not difficult to see that at least half of them are here to inquire about information.

But Harris, as the team captain, didn't care, and didn't mean to drive them away at all.

When Kyle and the others came over, he even enthusiastically explained the basic rules of Quidditch to some junior wizards.

"Quidditch is actually very simple. The Chaser is responsible for throwing the Quaffle to score points. The batsman is responsible for protecting the player from the Bludger with a wooden stick and hitting the Bludger to the opposing player."

Harris sat in the stands and said to a boy wearing glasses: "But you don't have to think about it. As a Seeker, Potter, your task is to catch the Snitch in the shortest possible time."

"What is the Golden Snitch..." Harry asked curiously.

"A troublesome little guy," Harris said. "But you can end the game if you catch it, and you can add 150 points to your team."

"Golden... Snitch..." Harry whispered to himself.

But soon he thought of something, looked at Harris in a daze and said, "Wait... how do you know I'm a Seeker!"

"this is very simple."

Harris shook his head and said: "Wood can't close his mouth from laughing these days, and he can add two spoonfuls to his meals, we have already seen something is wrong.

And the only thing that can make him so happy is the problem of the Seeker. "

"So Wood told you?" Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the news was not leaked from my side.

"It has nothing to do with him."

Harris shook his head and said: "That boy Wood still wants to keep it a secret from me, saying that his owl is only happy when he has a second child.

So I went directly to Professor McGonagall, she told me that you became Gryffindor's new Seeker. "

"Mc, Professor McGonagall?" Harry sat there blankly, for some reason, he felt inexplicably sorry for Wood.

At the beginning, he thought about using himself as a secret weapon to catch the other teams by surprise, but in less than a day, the opponent got the news from Professor McGonagall openly.

What kind of secret is this...

"Do well, Harry, you will be great." Harris stood up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I am looking forward to the day when I will compete with you."

After he finished speaking, he left the stands and walked towards the middle of the court, saying hello to Kyle and the others who had just walked over on the way.

"It looks like it's about to start."

Kyle took his Nimbus 2000 and sat down in a seat near the front of the stands.

Kang Na glanced at the court and asked, "How many players will be selected this time."

"Two, a batsman and a chaser," Cedric said. "Kyle is participating in the selection of the chaser."

"Ah."

Kyle nodded beside him.

Compared to competing with Bludgers or looking for snitches the whole game, what he likes most is the feeling of scoring goals.

Although a goal is only ten points, as long as you score more, you can also get 150 points...or even more.

At ten o'clock sharp, the selection began.

The first thing to do is the selection of batters, there are three people in total.

Under Harris' arrangement, the three got on broomsticks and came to the middle of the court.

The main test for batters is accuracy and strength when swinging the wooden stick. Harris has already moved the box containing the Bludgers in advance.

All the three of them need to do is to keep themselves on the broom for as long as possible, and the last person to be knocked down can enter the team.

As Harris opened the box, the two Bludgers flew out like cannonballs in an instant, and began to rampage in midair.

The three of them took wooden sticks and knocked out the Bludgers that were flying towards them.

After all, a person who has passed the primary election must still have some strength. It is impossible to be eliminated at the beginning, but it will change after a long time.

Everyone watched quietly.

Five minutes later, the first knockout appeared.

It was a second-year student and the youngest of the three.

Perhaps seeing that no results had been produced, he gradually lost his composure, and wanted to hit the Bludger in the direction of the other two.

As a result, because of too much force, he actually let go of his hand and threw the wooden stick out.

There was nothing to say, the next second, he was knocked off the broom by another Bludger flying over.

"Oh...that must hurt."

In the stands, Harry couldn't help but screamed after seeing this scene, and subconsciously reached out to touch his shoulder, as if he had also been hit.

"That's what hitters are."

Ron explained from the side: "George told me that when he was on the team in his first year, his arm was hit by a Bludger three times.

Fred was similar, but he broke his leg. "

Kyle, who was sitting not far away, looked at Cedric suspiciously after hearing Ron's words, "Fred and George had their arms broken by Bludgers?"

"No, never!"

Cedric said categorically: "The other batsmen have been injured more or less, only Fred and George... As far as I know, after a school year of games, the Bludgers haven't even hit their clothes. .

In fact, they themselves are like two Bludgers. "