It's the weekend, and Harry was going to see Hagrid with Hermione Ron, but was woken up by Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and he wanted to sleep for a few more hours. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Now I have to train.

He reluctantly got out of bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and squinted out the window, where a thin layer of light mist shrouded in the pink and pale gold sky. The birds outside were chirping so loudly that he wondered why he hadn't been woken up just now.

He hurriedly left a note for Ron and hurried to the break room, carrying his Halo 2000, only to run into his admirer, Colin Creevey. It took him half a long time to get rid of him.

Half a day later, he arrived in the Gryffindor dressing room, and after a few more moments, they arrived at the pitch, and the sun was already high.

Then he stood at the back of the line and heard Wood yell, "I've got the pitch for today!"

Harry squeezed to the front to find that the court had been occupied, and the green-robed students were already training on the field.

"Flint!" Wood yelled at the Slytherin captain, "It's our training time! We're up early in the morning!

"Oh," Flint said with a smirk. "But I have a note signed by Professor Snape. I, Professor West Snape, have allowed the Slytherin team to train at Quidditch today to train their new Seekers. ”

"You've got a new Seeker?" Wood was distracted, "Where?"

Harry was shocked when he saw the last handful of platinum blonde hair on the Slytherin team, and he couldn't help but nervous when he thought of Malfoy's skillful spellcasting skills and excellent results, which made him feel that even in Quidditch, Malfoy would be a strong opponent.

"Miss Pansy Parkinson. Flint said. The group slowly parted, and Harry saw that there was a man hiding behind Malfoy. For some reason, he was relieved.

"What does it mean that you had a second-year girl be a Seeker? and besides, isn't that Draco, and you have one more person with him?" Wood asked angrily.

"Draco used his summer to get a job at Gringotts, and he was a huge help to the elves, so the elves paid him handsomely, and then we want to thank him for his generosity, and he bought seven broomsticks for one of them and gave them to our team. With that, the Slytherin players raised their broomsticks, the beautiful Golden Halo 200L", and the Gryffindor players were daggling in the morning sun.

"Alas, people are just different. Flint looked at Fred and George with bad intentions and said, "Maybe some people's fathers can't make so much money in a year, and you can only sweep the old Seven Star 5 to sweep the room."

The Gryffindor team members were speechless for a moment, and the Weasley brothers could only look at them angrily.

Draco didn't seem to be very willing to be part of the team, so he gave the opportunity to Pansy, but he agreed to be our team's technical advisor. Flint continued to explain, not so much to explain as to show off.

"Well, if he really wants to come, I think we might be able to win this year. Flint shook his head and sighed.

"Let's go. Wood didn't want to get into a confrontation with them, and even if he didn't want to, Slytherin was at least on his feet.

"Harry, why are you guys back?" Harry and the other players returned to the stands with some frustration, and Ron and Hermione couldn't help but ask him what had happened.

Harry explained it to them, and Ron's face quickly turned unsightly.

"How can this guy do this?" Ron said angrily, and Hermione seemed to hear a hint of jealousy in his tone.

"Harry, look away, that's also their team's freedom, we can't control it, and there's a dean who favors them, you just have to be yourself. Hermione cheered him on.

"Yes. Harry nodded and clenched his broomstick, but he was still a little depressed, because it wasn't just the court that was a problem, the opponent's equipment had been updated, and the game was sure to be tough.

Eyes turn back to the court.

Although it was certainly not the first time that Pansy had sat on a broomstick, it was indeed the first time for her as a Quidditch player, and she was very excited, her little face was covered with excitement, like a World Cup fan, if he could play for a few minutes one day, anyone would probably faint with excitement. Even if it's just a competition team on campus now, it's enough to make her excited for a while.

"Attention all personnel. Malfoy was holding a microphone at the bottom of the court, and all the warm-up players stopped in the air, waiting for his command, and Pansy hurriedly stopped the broomstick.

"To underestimate your opponent is to underestimate yourself, and Gryffindor is always a great team, no matter what their equipment is. Malfoy swept his gaze over each of the team members, each of whom had a headset on their heads, this was for the sake of efficiency during training, the wind was loud enough to make people unable to hear the words, Muggle radios were necessary, and of course Hogwarts seemed to be surrounded by strong magnetic fields, so he improved it a little.

Malfoy might have been able to invent a similar spell, but wouldn't it be better to save a little effort and save it?

He then said solemnly: "Today we have brand new equipment, but this is by no means the decisive factor in the outcome of a match, not to mention that Harry Potter's products are only a generation behind us, even if it is the two old antiques of the Weasley brothers, but they are also equipment that they have been familiar with for a long time, we have a new broom, and we enjoy faster speed, but perhaps we have to take more risks." ”

The team members nodded thoughtfully, although Malfoy is only in the second year now, but he has naturally exuded a kind of leadership temperament, his own achievements, and some rumors that do not know whether they are true or false are enough to convince the team members, not to mention that he is also the sponsor of the broom, of course, the most important thing is that he is very reasonable. After they felt the speed of the wind, they did feel a little incongruous, and it always felt awkward to control the broom at certain moments.

"Actually, I didn't agree to come here to train today, if we avoid intersecting with them and use the new broom as a secret weapon, we can definitely catch them off guard, but after today, they will definitely be on guard. Malfoy continued.

Then he saw a group of people all showing regret, and he immediately continued: "But now I suddenly feel that this is nothing, you also saw the expression of the captain Gryffindor just now, they are mentally prepared, but the pressure is also greater. He paused: "Do you have confidence that we will despise the enemy strategically and attach importance to the enemy tactically?"

"Yes!" the voices of the seven roared loudly.

"The pre-war mobilization was completed. Malfoy quietly wiped a handful of sweat. Then the tactics began to be laid out.

The core is simple, that is, drag.

Pansy's familiarity with broomsticks is inferior to that of others, whether it is Gryffindor or Slytherin's team, it can be said that they are the least proficient, not to mention that Harry himself is also extremely talented, and after another year of training, it is basically impossible to rely on Pansy to catch the Golden Snitch.

Although the gap between the Seekers was huge, they were still able to compete in speed with the latest model of the Broomstick, and Malfoy only gave Pansy one task, which was to drag Harry, and then the rest of the team relied on equipment to crush and use the Quaffle to score until the opponent was completely useless even if he caught the Snitch. This is the core idea, and the details need to be perfected.

Slytherin's players are all taller, and once they are dragged into a protracted battle, they will have an advantage when they are full of energy.

"Don't trust me at all, huh. Pansy complained to him as she went about her normal flight training.

Malfoy could only shake his head helplessly.

"Don't forget our agreement. As Pansy swooped down to him, he lowered his voice to warn her.

"Got it, you're not bothered. Pansy waved impatiently at him.

"The formation is scattered, and you are all huddled in a heap!"

"It's too scattered, it's too scattered, are you going to let others break into the empty door?"

It seems that Malfoy has adapted quickly to his role as an advisor.

The green robes of the Slytherin team swelled in the wind, and although the sun was shining now, the wind still made their faces ache and be full of coolness. But they didn't care, they also held their breath in their hearts, the last time they lost to Gryffindor also made them haunted, this year's game they decided to take revenge, with the latest broom also filled their hearts full of motivation.

"Alright, that's all for today. After a long time, Malfoy gave the order to close the team, and the most correct way was to go a long time, and too much training would only overdraw the potential and outweigh the losses.

Back on the ground, Pansy was clearly not yet shaken off the excitement, clutching the broom tightly in her hand and refusing to let go, as if she hadn't enjoyed it yet.

"Don't get excited, there will be opportunities in the future, how about it, it's much happier to play in person than to cheer. Malfoy put his hands on Pansy's shoulders to calm her down.

"Hmm. Pansy nodded, her face flushed, and she didn't know if it was excitement or the remnants of the exercise.

"So remember to keep our promise. Malfoy couldn't stress it again.

"Hmm. Pansy replied with a gimmicky answer, nodded, and then whispered shyly, "I'll do whatever you want tonight." ”

The whole Slytherin team seemed to be petrified, and then a burst of lewd laughter erupted on the field, drawing everyone in the stands, and all the players looked at Malfoy with a look that a man would understand.

Malfoy felt that if he could, he would be able to squirt out a mouthful of old blood by now.