Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

Unfortunately, winning the game is not just about shouting loud slogans...

As soon as the game started, the Hogwarts team was completely at a disadvantage.

Charlie was extremely anxious in heaven!

He found that only Cedric paid attention to cooperating with his teammates, while the remaining two Chasers were like two lone wolves.

As soon as he got the ball, he would rush towards Beauxbatons' goal alone.

With their superb flying skills, they were able to break through the opponent's defense, but their attack route was single and the opponent's goalkeeper was not afraid at all!

The players of Beauxbatons cooperated extremely well, and every pass was just right, as if they could predict the positions and intentions of their teammates.

Although the Hogwarts players tried their best, they were still unable to find an effective way to deal with the situation, and the situation became very passive.

Facing such a well-coordinated team, goalkeeper Wood would find it difficult to resist even if he had three heads and six arms.

Ding!

The bell rang and Beauxbatons scored another goal.

40:0

There were exclamations and cheers from the audience. The Beauxbatons fans were excited, while the Hogwarts supporters looked a little frustrated.

After the Beauxbatons team broke through the Hogwarts goal for the fourth time, Charlie could no longer suppress his anger, adjusted his direction, and flew towards the chasers.

Just 10 minutes into the game, the opponent had already scored 4 goals.

How can we play ball if we continue like this?

At this rate, the score difference would be over 150 before he could find the Golden Snitch.

Fuck the Golden Snitch!

Fuck the live broadcast!

Now is the time to scold these idiots!

"Marcus, Debbie, you two batsmen, have you been hit by the confusion spell? Why are you tracing the outline of human bodies all the time? You are interfering with their attack!"

"And you three Chasers, can you really fight? My grandma can fight better than you!"

"Especially Landon and Paul, you wasted several offensive opportunities. Are you worthy of Cedric's pass?"

"If you two don't cooperate, I will definitely remove you from the school team."

"Even the professor can't keep you!"

"I said!"

Hearing Charlie's scolding, Professor McGonagall's expression changed in the audience. She pursed her lips, but after seeing the glaring score on the scoreboard, she said nothing in the end, but just sighed softly.

Unlike Professor McGonagall's worries, Sebastian was actually somewhat happy after seeing Charlie's performance.

Is this what a captain should be like?

Charlie is a good player and he practices very hard. As the captain of the school Quidditch team, he is very polite and courteous to everyone.

After all, the school Quidditch team is made up of students from four colleges, and Charlie is worried that being too strict would be detrimental to unity.

However, he forgot that sometimes, politeness also represents distance.

Normally, he was very casual when communicating with Wood.

Because of the Muggle Studies class, the relationship between Marcus and Charlie has become much closer. At least on the court, Marcus is willing to follow Charlie's instructions.

Charlie was really unfamiliar with Paul and his friends, and his polite conversations were usually ineffective.

Now, all the scolding had a significant effect. At least under Cedric's mediation, the three chasers' cooperation became more decent.

Unfortunately, despite the Hogwarts team’s efforts, it was not easy to make up the early points difference.

280:60

The game is over and Hogwarts is defeated!

Looking at the players who were walking out of the court with their heads down, Sebastian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

The outcome of the game doesn't really matter, because as a professor, he has clearly seen the growth and progress of his students in the process.

Under external pressure, Landon and Paul worked together for the first time!

Under Cedric's coordination, the cooperation between the three chasers improved visibly.

After this game, the two batsmen, Marcus and Debbie, had better coordination with each other.

Compared to winning or losing, these valuable experiences are the most valuable treasures worth cherishing.

not bad!

It turns out that pressure brings motivation!

"Pay attention to a professor with a grin!" Snape's voice sounded, "I don't know how he can smile like that!"

"If you look next to the headmaster, you'd wonder if Fudge had changed his race."

Sebastian took a look and saw that Fudge's face was as black as coal, as if ink was about to drip out.

His smile was uglier than crying, it was stiffly hung on his face as he socialized with Madame Maxime and Dumbledore.

Sebastian curled his lips subtly and touched Snape's arm.

"Severus, as the person in charge of this project, I also have to entertain the guests. Please help me keep an eye on those players and make sure nothing goes wrong."

.........

It was late at night. Charlie lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He has lost sleep!

Today’s loss was so ugly. We didn’t play like Hogwarts at all!

It doesn't matter if I'm just not as skilled as others.

But thinking about his teammates' infuriating performance, Charlie felt that the loss was a bit shameful!

When practicing with teams from the four colleges on weekdays, he can handle it easily and with ease.

Today's game was like a bucket of cold water poured over Charlie's head, making him feel a little at a loss.

After the game, he went straight back to the dormitory, sat on the bed, drew the curtains, and locked himself up, refusing to eat or drink.

His head was dizzy and he couldn't even remember how he left the Quidditch field after shaking hands and saying goodbye to the players of Beauxbatons.

The only thing he could remember clearly was the disappointed looks of the people in the stands around him and the sound of some girls crying.

Until now, Charlie, lying on the bed, seemed to still hear the complaints of the little wizards as they walked quickly past him.

He wanted to cover his ears, but apart from his own breathing and heartbeat, it was deadly quiet inside the bed curtains.

He was a little dazed and kept turning the light above his head on and off.

Charlie thought of Penelope, the cheerleader.

As they flew down from the sky, Charlie saw her crying with her face in her hands, while Percy was comforting her gently.

As the captain of the cheerleading team, Penelope really tried her best. No matter how bad the score was, Penelope always led the cheerleading team to cheer for the Hogwarts team.

As the captain of the cheerleading team, she must be under a lot of pressure...

Charlie wanted to yell loudly to vent his frustration.

As a Seeker, he performed impeccably in today's match.

Ever since he discovered the Golden Snitch, he has always been one step ahead of the other Seeker.

He always felt that he could turn the tide, catch the Golden Snitch first, and lead the Hogwarts team to victory.

I just didn't expect that the players of Beauxbatons would actually abandon defense.

They all came to surround him and interfered with his flight, resulting in him not catching the Golden Snitch in the end.

Charlie held out his right hand toward the overhead light.

He scratched it gently, as if he had caught the golden snitch.

He felt a little aggrieved and wanted to loudly argue that he had tried his best.

However, there was always a voice in his heart asking himself:

"Really?"

As the captain of the school Quidditch team, Charlie really couldn't open his mouth to say that he had tried his best.

He had long noticed the team's coordination problems, but due to personal feelings, he had never strictly disciplined everyone. From this point of view, he is undoubtedly unqualified.

Thinking of the poor teamwork during the daytime match, a trace of resentment suddenly rose in his heart.

Why didn't Professor Swann allow the Gryffindor team to represent the school?

If I were leading the Gryffindor team today, the result would be much better than it is now.

Feelings of resentment come and go quickly.

After all, what does the current situation have to do with Professor Swann?

Professor Swann provided a full set of Quidditch uniforms and the latest flying brooms, which was good enough.

What's more, Professor Swan not only often gives the team special training, but also patiently teaches everyone flying skills and various cooperation tactics.

Whenever Professor Swan appears on the court, he keeps talking about teamwork, as if it were his motto.

Today's result is entirely my own fault. After all, whether it is formulating tactics or training players, it is all the captain's job.

Charlie suddenly realized that he finally understood the difference between the captain of the Quidditch school team and the captain of the college, and also understood the responsibilities he should shoulder as the captain of the school team.

At this moment, Charlie seemed to have an epiphany. The doubts in his heart instantly dissipated, and were replaced by a clear understanding of responsibility.

He realized that there were no Gryffindors, no Hufflepuffs, no Ravenclaws, and no Slytherins on the school team.

We all have only one common identity - Hogwarts players.

In the school team, he needs to make everyone work together and compete with the other two magic schools as a Hogwarts Quidditch player!

Charlie thought about how high-spirited he was when he first became the Quidditch captain, and now he felt like a clown.

He sighed heavily:

“Oh…it’s so hard for me!”

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