"Listen, guys, we're clearly at a higher level than the other teams. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wood said, "We should have won the Quidditch trophy last year, unfortunately for reasons beyond our control...... In the end, we missed out on the trophy. ”

With that, Wood looked at Harry, and although he didn't explain why, everyone present understood what he meant.

Harry bowed his head guiltily, no one had ever blamed him, but he knew that the blame was on himself.

Al remembers that in the final finals last year, Harry was lying unconscious in the hospital because he had taken the Philosopher's Stone against Quirrell, so the Gryffindor team lost one player, and the result was the biggest defeat in three hundred years.

It took some time for Wood to control his emotions, and it was clear that the pain of his last defeat was still tormenting him.

"So we've got to win this year, and you're all going to have to work harder and put my new theory into practice. "And this year we've got new players and we're never going to have to be without a substitute again. ”

Then, under the leadership of Wood, the team members began to practice on their own, because Al is a new player, so the focus of the day is to train Eyre.

Katie was in charge of passing, Fred and George were in charge of interception, and Wood was in charge of goal, training Al's attacking ability.

It's not as easy as you think to be a good chaser, in addition to flying skills, you also need to know how to grasp and create opportunities, and most importantly, cooperate with your teammates.

Al took Katie's pass and then cleanly rounded the Weasley twins' defense, then turned around and shook Wood to throw the Quaffle into the unguarded goal.

The Quaffle flew through the knocker in a beautiful arc.

"Good!" Wood turned to look at the Quaffle on the ground, clapping excitedly and admiringly, "You're really a genius!

"Very good indeed. Fred also smiled and said, "George and I can't catch you, you are too dexterous, maybe you can be a sharp weapon for us!"

Wood flew to the ground, picked up the Quaffle, and tossed it to Al.

"Come on, go on, let's see more. ”

Climbing, stopping, flipping, passing...... Years of experience in playing alone have allowed Al to be comfortable on the court, catching and throwing the ball several times without making mistakes.

"Very good. Wood's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "After watching Al's performance, I feel like I need to rework my tactical plan." ”

"We used to play too conservatively, and I think this time we can have an offensive plan with Al as the core. ”

......

After the training, Al said goodbye to Harry and the others and found Luna alone.

"Sorry to keep you waiting so long. Al said apologetically.

A little girl, just to watch his training, sat there for hours, much to the displeasure of Al.

"It's interesting. Luna looked into Al's eyes and said in an ethereal voice, "You can see that you are very good, and they expect a lot from you. ”

As she spoke, Luna stood up and tried to leave her seat, but as soon as she took a step, her feet were numb and she couldn't move her legs at all.

"What's wrong with you?" said Al, looking at Luna with concern, but as soon as he spoke, he realized what was going on.

"Your legs are numb, aren't you? You're stupid enough to sit motionless for hours. Al said with a smile, "Why don't you move?"

Al wanted to rub Luna's legs, but after all, the two were not very familiar with each other, so in desperation, he could only help Luna to walk towards the castle little by little.

It was already dark and they had to hurry up to get back to the school before the gates closed.

However, as soon as he reached the gate of the castle, Al saw Hermione, whose face was as heavy as water.

Hermione stared at Al and Luna with cold eyes, and her eyes wandered around Al as she held Luna's hand, and then turned away without saying a word.

Al's heart chuckled, secretly screaming that it was not good, Hermione had clearly emphasized before that she should not meet with Luna, and it was strange not to be angry when she saw him and Luna walking so close at this time!

"I'm causing you trouble, am I?" Luna said apologetically as she looked at Al, "I can see that she likes you, so you might as well explain." ”

"Forget it. Al shook his head, "It's nothing, if the explanation will only get darker and darker, after a while, she'll be fine." ”

In fact, Al's guess was correct, and when it was time for breakfast the next day, Hermione sat down next to Al as usual.

Hermione was not a person who did not know right from wrong, the situation was clear at a glance, she didn't care about Al helping Luna, she was just angry, Al actually allowed Luna to go to the court with him.

Damn bastard, you already warned him!

After warning Al again in a very stern tone, Hermione's anger slowly subsided.

Although it is not a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship, Hermione and Al already know that they are just missing an opportunity to take that step, but they are shy of each other, and neither of them wants to be the first to speak.

Small trifles, it is simply impossible to separate two people.

After breakfast, El and the others ushered in the first Defence Against the Dark Arts class of the new semester.

Lockhart's classroom, which he decorated like an exhibition hall, was full of photo albums and portraits of him, and countless Lockhart's figures, flashing white teeth, were about to blind everyone's eyes.

Could it be that Professor Lockhart used to speak for toothpaste?

Once the class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly to silence everyone. He reached out and picked up a copy of "Walking with Trolls" and held it up in his hand, showing the photo of himself blinking on the cover.

"Let me introduce you to your new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher this semester. ”

"Me!" Lockhart said, pointing to his photograph and winking, "Gilderoy Lockhart, 3rd Class Medal of the Order of Merlin, Honorary Member of the League Against the Dark Arts, five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award...... But I don't talk about that, I don't use a smile to drive away Wanlun's female ghost. ”

Several girls smiled faintly and responded to Lockhart's self-introduction.

Al's mind remembered the place of Wanlun, he had heard his father mention that Wanlun is a port city in the southwest of Thailand, which has been plagued by female ghosts all year round, and is the place with the highest concentration of female ghosts in the world.

It seems that Lockhart is really powerful, and even the female ghosts there can be chased away.