Chapter 96: Wood's Wish

"You're the youngest Academy teammate in a century, I know that, I know it. www.biquge.info"Colin didn't care what Harry was saying, his eyes lit up with excitement just thinking about what was going on in Harry's head.

"You're definitely the best player, I haven't flown yet, I don't know if it's going to be difficult. This is your broomstick, and it's so beautiful. Colin trotted along with Harry, talking non-stop, making a fuss about something new.

Harry was very helpless, but he couldn't think of a way to get rid of him, he just felt like a shadow with a lot of words, chattering and chattering all the way.

"I haven't seen a Quidditch match yet, but I've heard people say that there are four balls, two of which are flying around, to knock a person off a broomstick?" Colin kept his mouth shut along the way, and even though Harry ignored him, he was still elated, "I'd love to get a signed photo of your game." ”

"Quidditch has two Bludgers. Harry exhaled helplessly and began to explain the detailed rules of Quidditch to Colin in order to prevent him from pulling the conversation back to the autograph, "Each team has two dedicated players who knock the Bludger away from their teammates. They are the protectors of their teammates, and Fred is the Gryffindor batsman. ”

"Oh, that's awesome, what's the other ball for?" Colin listened to Harry, forgetting about the autograph and asking about the rules of Quidditch.

"There's a big red ball, it's a ghost flyer, which is used to score goals. The team's three pursuers are responsible for passing the ball around, dodging the opposing team's defense, and then passing the ball through the goal above the pitch, which is the ring on the three long pillars. ”

"And a ball?" Colin continued.

"The last one is called the Golden Snitch. Harry's voice lifted a little bit, it was the ball he touched the most and it was his task with the team, "It's the smallest ball, it's the size of a pigeon's egg, it's very fast and it's hard to catch. But the center of the game is to catch it, and the game is over until the Seeker catches it. Once the Golden Snitch is caught, the team gets one hundred and fifty points. ”

"I know you're a Gryffindor Seeker and you've led the team to victory. Colin had heard this from his roommate, and he looked at Harry with admiration, who had been the only Quidditch player in his first year in a century and who had led the team to victory.

"Victory is a credit to everyone. Harry replied in a serious way that the team is a collective sport, and maybe the Seeker is indeed the most important, but everyone is essential, "There is also a goalkeeper who is responsible for guarding the goal, and that's it." ”

They walked through the castle, through the meadows, the morning dew staining their trousers and shoes.

On the way from the lawn to the pitch, Colin kept asking and asking, but luckily he didn't ask Harry to sign his autograph until he reached the locker room, where Harry finally got rid of him, he couldn't get into the locker room, "Thank goodness." ”

"I'll go and get a seat in the stand, Harry. Collin was blocked outside the locker room, shouting at Harry before scurrying to the stands.

The rest of Gryffindor's teammates were also waiting in the locker room, all groggy as well, except for Wood, who was fully awake. Fred slumped in a cross chair with puffy eyes and messy hair. Next to her, fourth-grader Arya Spinnert was leaning against the wall, her eyelids fighting.

The other two chasers, Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell, were leaning next to each other, yawning incessantly.

Harry had been woken up by Colin on the road, but when he saw the appearance of his teammates, he also began to feel a little sleepy, "How did this guy Wood rush into the girls' dormitory and call them?"

Of course, Wood couldn't break into the girls' dormitory, and even if he had the idea, he wouldn't have the ability. When he shouted his teammates' names downstairs in the break room, he had already brought a lot of resentment to the team.

But he didn't care, Wood was completely ignited by his Quidditch spirit, and he was so energetic that he could overwhelm his teammates. He held up a large drawing board with a Quidditch pitch painted with lines, arrows and logos of various colors.

He took out his wand and tapped it on the drawing board, and the arrows were like ants, moving on the map, demonstrating his tactics. Wood excitedly explained his new tactics, and said that the key points were still dancing.

Fred was already snoring, and what little sobriety Harry had left was gone.

The first sketchpad lasted nearly twenty minutes, but Wood took out the second and third. Harry was completely unconscious, all he knew was that he just needed to catch the Golden Snitch, and it was useless to talk so much.

Wood's soft, unintoned voice kept talking, talking, and everyone fell asleep.

"That's all. Wood finally came to his senses, and he was done.

Everyone also finished speaking with this, and suddenly came to their senses.

It was incredible, as soon as he heard "That's it", Harry suddenly became energetic, and he didn't expect that his eyelids were as heavy as a mountain.

"Is there any clarity, is there any problem?" asked Wood, who had spoken so much alone that he had not noticed whether anyone was listening, and now that he had come back to his senses, it seemed that no one was listening.

"I have a question, Wood. Fred was also fully awake, and Wood's words were magical, and as soon as he began to speak, Fred felt like he had been hypnotized. But when he finished, Fred felt refreshed, "Why don't you tell us this when we were all awake yesterday?"

Wood's face was a little heavy, "Guys, we've won the Quidditch Trophy for the first time in seven years. This year we have a bigger advantage, we can defend the title, but the other teams will not throw in easily. ”

Wood is already in sixth grade, and next year will be his final year, and he is under pressure to find a job after graduation. Not surprisingly, he will be out of the team next year, with last year being his only win since joining the team. And this year, which could also be his last year with the team, is more hungry than anyone to win and end his memories with the academy team.

Harry didn't feel any of this at all, having entered the Quidditch team in his first year, not only making the smallest player in history, but also leading the team to championships. He had plenty of time and plenty of opportunities to get more honours, and Quidditch didn't cost him as much as he did to Wood.