Although Malfoy was surprised that Ivan did not give him a stick, he was frightened when he opened his eyes and saw that he was being lifted by Ivan in the air.

Originally, Malfoy was still hindered by his own arrogance, and kept saying cruel words.

As Ivan's speed became faster and faster, he swooped to the ground, and Malfoy completely collapsed, clutching Ivan's thighs desperately, for fear that he would just knock himself to the ground.

"Ahhh~" Malfoy's screams echoed through the sky.

But things didn't turn out as Malfoy thought, Ivan just flew with him all the way to the ground for a while, and then landed smoothly...

After landing on the ground, Malfoy was still a little frightened, there were even some tears left in the corners of his eyes, and his mouth kept saying that I want to tell my father...

Ivan was speechless, and the joy of victory disappeared without a trace, this is just a little ghost who is still crying with a runny nose, and there seems to be nothing to be happy about winning.

Marcus looked at Malfoy's gaffe, very embarrassed, and at the same time looked at Ivan with a slightly more complicated look.

He didn't expect Ivan to be able to fight back one by one under the siege and interception of seven Slytherin players, and his flying skills were not weaker than some regular players.

The god's batting ability is even more terrified Marcus is secretly frightened, and when the next official game comes, if there is no way to limit Ivan's play, then there is no need to play...

Thinking of this, Marcus had a headache, but he had no choice but to pull Malfoy, who had just recovered from his senses, to find the players who had just landed and were injured, and send those who could not move to the school hospital.

After Marcus left, Wood said excitedly to Ivan.

"You've been playing so well, I'm going to have to propose to Professor McGonagall to recruit you into the team, and with you, we're going to win this year's championship!"

"But the team looks like it's full, right?" Ivan wanted to agree considering the grade points at the end of the semester, but soon looked at Fred and had some difficulty.

He remembered that Fred liked to play, and he always felt a little uncomfortable stealing his place.

"It's okay, I'll give you the position of striker, as long as it can help us win this year's Quidditch Championship." Fred waved his hand, indicating that he was willing to give way, and even smiled happily, leaving Ivan confused.

Once agreed, Wood quickly came up with a set of tactics and directed the crowd to practice while there was still time.

The core of this tactic is to use Ivan's amazing hitting ability to directly knock down the opponent's Seeker with the Quaffle, in that case, the rest of the game is up to them...

During the training, Ivan was required to be able to shoot down Harry in flight with a ghost fly ball under the siege and interception of George, Angelina and others...

"What?" Harry looked at Wood dumbfounded, why did he have to be beaten?

"You're the best Seeker in all of Hogwarts! If Ivan can shoot you down, he'll be able to knock out the other team's Seekers as well! Wood patted Harry on the shoulder and spoke again.

"And it also trains your dodging skills so that you don't get targeted by other teams' batsmen..."

Harry opened his mouth and was about to say something, but under Wood's "all for victory" eyes, he had to get on his broomstick in frustration...

In the next training, Harry, who suffered in vain, couldn't say what he was suffering, and he was beaten by Ivan all over the field...

Ivan wanted to keep his hand, but Wood shouted hoarsely from the sidelines, and the sound of the blessed loud spell could be heard throughout the stadium...

"Hals, hurry up, fly faster, hit that way!"

"Hard! Didn't you eat today? ”

"Aim for me, Potter won't last long!"

......

Listening to Wood's hoarse shouts, Ivan almost thought that Harry had offended him somewhere during his usual training.

But then he shook his head again, Wood probably wanted to win the Quidditch championship too much,

Originally, last school year, with Harry joining, Gryffindor had won two games in a row, and one more win of the last game would have won the championship.

It's just a pity that due to the threat of Chino at the end of the semester, Dumbledore suspended all major activities in the school, and naturally also passed the Quidditch final!

With him joining us this time, Wood is undoubtedly determined to win!

"Fight, don't keep your hands!" Harry realized this at this point, gritted his teeth, and shouted at Ivan.

Ivan nodded at this time, and began to use all his strength, speeding out of the encirclement of Angelina and the others, knocking the Bludger away, and turning in the air to shoot Harry not far away.

However, Harry's flying talent is amazing, and George, as a batsman, is always by Harry's side to protect him, so even Ivan is not so easy to hit him.

After an afternoon of training like this, Harry was shot down several times in quick succession.

Thanks to Wood's constant watch, ready to use the Levitation Charm to rescue, Harry was saved from being sent to the school hospital.

After successfully joining the Quidditch team, Ivan was not happy for long, and soon understood the troubles of joining the team.

Because of the daily Quidditch training, he squeezed a lot of free time.

More importantly, Ivan knew in his heart that his flying level was far from as high as Wood had imagined.

The reason why he was able to appear to be at ease under the siege of a group of Slytherin riding the Light Wheel 2001 was mostly because in the experience card mode, his thinking speed and ability to control his body were greatly improved....

However, Wood completely regarded him as a Quidditch genius, much to Ivan's dismay, and he had to waste a lot of academic points on training.

Fortunately, with such a high-intensity training, coupled with several times the learning speed, Ivan's flying level improved in a straight line after two weeks.

Although under normal conditions, flying is not as good as Harry, a talented guy, but he can barely hold on to it for a long time under the siege and interception of George and others.

In line with the principle of not wasting grade points, Ivan uses the experience card less and less.

This has led to the fact that after more than ten days of training, Ivan's state is extremely unstable, and his level is high and low.

Wood was confused, the more others practiced their flying skills, the better, but Ivan was flying worse and worse... Occasionally, normal levels will return to normal at the moment of crisis.

Wood couldn't help but ask out loud, Ivan bit it to death and said that it must be because of too frequent training, give him a few more days off, and combine work and rest is the right reason!

"Okay, then let's suspend training for a few days!" At Ivan's insistence, Wood had no choice but to compromise.

What's more, after these days of training, Harry, who is the target, can't stand it anymore and desperately needs to take a break.

"Whew, I can finally rest," Harry breathed a sigh of relief at the end of the day, and then complained. "Can't Captain Wood be targeted by someone else? It's me every time..."

"Who made you the best in the Gryffindor team? George: They can't dodge my Quaffle. Ivan quipped.

"Come on, I'm not as good as you." Harry rolled his eyes, he had witnessed Ivan a few days ago, and he had made such a difficult maneuver as gliding close to the ground, and he didn't dare to try it now.

Ivan smiled but didn't say anything, he was nowhere near this level in his normal state.

Besides, Ivan didn't really have much interest in Quidditch matches, and this time he wanted to see how much impact his participation would have on the summary rewards at the end of the semester.

Second, I also want to experiment to see if I can gain some legendary points by doing so...

Harry chatted with Ivan all the way about flying skills, and when he returned to his bedroom, he was still thinking about going to Hagrid's place together for the next few days of rest.

It's just that this offer was rejected by Ivan, and there was a reason why he was in such a hurry to ask Wood for a holiday, and under his estimate, tomorrow would be the next full moon night.

That means he doesn't have to keep that damn leaf in his mouth anymore, and after a month, Ivan is so uncomfortable that he almost swallowed the leaf several times...

At the same time, Ivan is curious about what his Animagus will be...