[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

While Harry was silently enduring the torment from the college classes, the selection of the school Quidditch team finally came to an end. Based on Harry's amazing performance in the basic gymnastics class during this period, no one paid him much attention. The selected results were questioned.When he belatedly realized this, Harry sighed deeply and twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that his hard work during this period had been quite effective, but looking at it from another angle... so true Is it worth it?

In fact, what Voldemort said was absolutely right, even if Harry hadn't had the miraculous flight that day, and hadn't been specially recruited into the school's Quidditch team, as long as Harry had participated in the selection, the result would still be the same.Talented, trained, skilled, and his superimposed control over the two lives, looking at the entire Imofani, and even the entire wizarding world, it is not necessarily possible that anyone can do better than him.

Speaking of which, Voldemort really used this to seduce Harry, similar to the condition that if Harry stays, he will make Harry the best Quidditch player more than once... It's a pity The savior really made up his mind this time, and after several unsuccessful attempts, Voldemort didn't mention it anymore.It doesn't look like something the Dark Lord would do, but when he really hits the point that Harry can't give up, it's his turn to sit on the floor and raise the price, waiting for the savior to deliver it to his door coming.

Time flies, whether it is fast or slow, Voldemort has gone somewhere and has not returned yet, but Harry ushered in his first Quidditch after his rebirth on this weekend of howling winds and heavy snow. train.Fortunately, both he and Chris have managed to become full-fledged players of their respective academies. Unfortunately, they are about to become rivals on the court, and this may be the first test of their friendship.

"Have all the members of the Quidditch team of the School of Physical Education arrived?" Allen raised his head in the snow and asked loudly at the moment when the dial showed eight o'clock.Of course, no one would answer this kind of question, because it is too difficult to be distracted and take care of others in such bad weather. Fortunately, he didn't expect to get the answer.

Anyway, counting the substitutes and pre-selected members, the entire team will be in the early ten. Allen glanced around the team and counted the points, and he knew that everyone who should come had come.In other words, no matter how bad the weather is today, as long as no one dies, no one will be lazy.After all, for the first-year freshmen, this is their first time to participate in team training. The novelty has not yet passed. How can the children who are in the middle of the game curl up in the dormitory and get moldy because of the bad weather.And for those old members, this is also the first time for them to meet these new juniors. The best stage of getting close to each other should not be wasted on bad weather.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's go to the sky together now, and let's rehearse the formation for the battle." Allen said while shaking his palm above the broom, and the broom immediately disappeared Jumping up, it can be said that he stuffed the broom handle into Allen's hand almost flatteringly, and finally rubbed it against his palm, which made the boy feel a little embarrassed.Fortunately, now that the wind is blowing and the snow is blowing, no one can clearly see the young man's slightly red face, otherwise, such things as the captain of the Quidditch team of the School of Physical Education and the broomsticks that have to be said, will be in a strange pink color. Bubble's gossip is definitely enough to discuss the entire Imofani for a week or two.

But then again, is it really good to practice Quidditch in this weather?Pursing the corners of his mouth, Harry muttered to himself, but he didn't raise any objections, and quickly followed on his broom.The feeling was not so obvious when he was on the ground, and Harry realized how difficult it is to practice Quidditch in this windy and snowy weather, let alone between teammates. God knows how difficult it is for him to maintain a stable flight now.

"Okay, listen to me!" Allen added a loud voice in a small range to himself, making sure that several people in the sky could hear it, and of course only these few people could hear it: "Do a set of warm-up flights first, and then Goalies go in front of the goal and practice double eights. Chasers, yes, a freshman joined us this year as a freshman, Beecher, you'll be on the move with two other Chasers in a bit, working on eagles and pars The switch between the golden pincer tactics, today is off-the-ball training, so Pokov’s luring the enemy will be saved for the next time. Finally, Harry, your goal today is to escape from the outflanking of me and Bernal, as a Seeker, your flying skills must be refined. Now, do you understand?!"

"Listen, understand, understand!" Allen yelled, and in exchange for the uniform answers of the team members, Harry almost laughed out loud when he heard it. This question and answer is really like a primary school student. Answered yes, even the slightly drawn-out tone is quite similar, although it is true that he has just left elementary school now, why does he still feel so childish?

During the few seconds that Harry was distracted, Allen flew out with a broom.Considering the current gusts that can almost knock people off the broom, his speed is not considered fast. After all, no matter what kind of training, safety is the first condition.But this definitely does not mean that their training today is coping and meaningless. On the contrary, it is because the weather they usually practice is bad enough that the Quidditch team of the Physical Education Academy can surpass all other teams in the school. absolute stability.

Well, of course, the reason for this is very clear to everyone.However, there is still only one team that dares to come out to train in this kind of weather. After all, the most daring and reckless (note that these two words are not derogatory) children in the entire Imofani have gathered in the Physical Arts Academy , and their captain Alan Wilson is even more outstanding.

The strong wind whizzed in with large flakes of snowflakes, Harry tightly grasped the handle of the broom with one hand, and leaned his whole body low on the broom, then he freed his other hand to wipe his glasses vigorously.Not to mention anything else, skills and the like don't have much effect at this time, because the line of sight is greatly hindered, and it is not that simple to just keep up with other people.Fortunately, with the college courses during this period of time as the basis, Harry's physical fitness has improved a lot compared to before, otherwise it is estimated that he would have to drop half his height and join the team like another first-year freshman.

"Hurry up, grasp the direction, and keep the trajectory stable!" Allen led the team at the front, looked back from time to time, and then reminded a few words loudly. Now they are starting to perform more complicated flying movements.

The tall blond boy straightened up a little. He suddenly pressed down on the broom and made a perfect arc to the left. The team members behind followed him. The movements may not be so chic, but at least they can be said to be It is quite satisfactory, and it can still be quite satisfactory under such harsh conditions, but it can be said to be amazing when it is seriously calculated.

Harry controlled his broom flexibly, and his movements were a little different from others.Limited to the impression of his weight, Harry is actually not very able to hold down the broom in this situation, so he had to use a more perfect control to solve this problem.Let's put it this way, a normal person with a large arc may not even need to move his fingers when he turns flat, but Harry has to pay more attention to every slight change in the wind force, and then whether he is facing or going against him, he has to resort to Wind to help you fly on the right track.

Since Harry hadn't tried to hide it, someone on the team would have noticed it.The ordinary-looking boy with short chestnut hair looked at Harry several times in surprise, and then flicked the broom towards Harry. "Aren't you tired like this?" The boy asked in surprise, maintaining a flying speed that was just right alongside Harry.The two of them are very close now, that is to say, they dare to play this way only if the two flying ones are stable enough. Otherwise, if someone shakes during the flight, they will easily fall off. Bring the other person down with you.

"It's okay, but I think it will be easier this way." Because of the boy's sudden move to the side, Harry had to concentrate on grasping his own direction.The wind and snow were very fast, so fast that it seemed that a layer of hoarfrost mixed with snowflakes formed on Harry's glasses in an instant. He barely freed a hand to wipe his glasses again, hiding behind the lens, but Still feeling the harshness of the cold wind, the lake-green eyes couldn't help squinting into a straight line.

Now Harry felt that he was really starting to miss Voldemort. If that person was still in his consciousness, then he must have a way to prevent himself from being so embarrassed.But to be honest, there is no one else to blame for this situation except Harry himself. It is not that Voldemort has never taught Harry how to use wandless magic, on the contrary, he has always been The attitude of wishing to force all the spellcasting skills he had mastered into Harry's mind.But Harry himself just refused to learn, so what's the use of Voldemort saying it a hundred times.

"Ah—" Before the boy next to him wanted to say something to Harry, a scream came up from below. The wind and snow were vast, and Harry only saw a vague figure falling from midair. Immediately guessed who that person was.Besides Chaser Beecher, also a first-year freshman, who else would be flying at that height right now? !

It took less than a second to react, Harry immediately pressed the broom, and chased down almost perpendicular to the ground at a ninety-degree angle. He heard someone calling his name behind him, but he had already I can't care about anything.That's right, a near-vertical dive in this kind of weather can be said to be a death-seeking behavior, but now he doesn't care so much, and even the speed keeps going up.Anyway, he doesn't want anyone getting hurt on the first day of training, and he's sure he'll be fine... right?