Chapter 885: Players' Tunnel
Hogwarts Quidditch Stadium in the players' tunnel.
"There are so many pretty girls watching the game today..."Michael Turner brushed his thick hair, trying to make his charm more visible.
Edward Fox hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Alan's sister is much more beautiful than my sister. ”
"Sir, let's still have to worry a little bit, don't forget that we are only two hundred and one points better than Slytherin in the overall standings. Cho Chang tidied up her protective gear, this match was her last at school, and while several Quidditch clubs had already offered her invitations, she didn't want anything to happen to her final match.
"Relax, Slytherin, the Seeker Emily Harris and the Chaser Draco Malfoy, are not as good as us in other positions. Michael Corner said to Cho Chang, "Cho, you should relax, they want to win, they need to let Emily catch the Golden Snitch after leading us by 70 points." ”
"Cho is right, we should be serious, Malfoy was very strong today, Slytherin basically relied on him to score, and Patcy Parkinson's poodle would protect him regardless of the others. "Goalkeeper Lisa Dupin, who is only in her second year of playing, is a little unsure of whether she can keep the Ravenclaw goal," Draco Malfoy became very good after following Allen on a trip to Durmstrang in the fifth year, and he and Alan's sister Emily pushed Slytherin to second place in the table this year, and Gryffindor captain Harry Potter, who has a good new lineup, is now talking about his team's reasons for losing during the rebuilding period. ”
"Let's just play according to our plan, Malfoy can't stop him if he can't stop it, but he must rotate at any time, keep at least two people constantly pestering him and waste his physical strength, no matter how good he is, can he be as good as Alan?" Michael Khna tried to make the players relax and play their real skills, "And don't forget, Alan did us a lot of favors and didn't help his sister, the speech a few days ago made those usually huddled little snakes a little divided, you must know that there are not many Slytherin hybrids, let alone the Quidditch team." ”
The Eaglets are confident in this kind of professional club tactics that rely on a handful of strong players to play, so what if Draco and Emily are better than them?
On the Slytherin side, many players looked in the direction of the Ravenclaw team and frowned, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the broom turned slightly white - after being coached by professional club training tactics, the temptation of Allen's extra bonus seemed to make this team almost impossible to defeat for the other three houses, and more such as goalkeeper Miles Blaitch and chaser Brace Zabini were a little distracted because of the conflict between family positions, especially Zabini's mother's new partner was very unhappy with Harris's previous decision.
"Ahem..."Emily noticed the tangled and nervous appearance of her teammates, although it was not that the captain usually did not like to let herself go too far to the front of the desk, but at this time she brushed the Viking-style braids she had learned from Lynch, and walked to the middle of the players with some heroic postures, and faked coughing twice to attract everyone's attention.
"Ravenclaw has been winning since my brother was in school... A few minutes later, when the silver whistle blew, it was the most important game of their careers for Draco, Pansy, Crabbe, and other sixth year students who didn't plan to specialize in the sport after graduation, and next year they would have to do their best to deal with the ultimate wizarding exam, so it was up to today..."
The Slytherin players were focused on Emily, who had always been eye-catching, but unlike her usual popularity, she was still a little uncomfortable speaking in front of the eyes of all the players for the first time, and she paused for a moment before continuing.
"We Slytherin were the house that won the House Cup for six consecutive years before Ravenclaw, and I know that my brother's speech has put you under all kinds of pressure from the family, and I don't want to argue with you about the rights and wrongs of this matter, but I just want to say that we Slytherin have always been the most united house, more united than any other house, and our house history has been fighting against the other three houses since its founding..." Emily gradually let go of her speech a little, she unconsciously imitated Allen's movements and put her hands behind her back, "No matter what happens to us in the future because of the family position, but now we are Quidditch teammates, if we can't heal into a team like our predecessors, we will be defeated by them, and be ridiculed by the other two houses, look at the audience, those lions and badgers are crushed by Ravenclaw, they will still support Ravenclaw in this situation.... Victory or defeat, we in the Snake Courtyard can only rely on ourselves..."
The Slytherin players, regardless of their birth, position or gender, have formed a circle as they unconsciously get closer.
"I'm a Slytherin Seeker and I can't help you much on the pitch... But, trust me, I'm a Harris, I'm also a Slytherin, I mean, I look at you familiar faces, since I entered the house, for whatever reason, you have taken care of me like I suddenly have a lot more brothers and sisters in this house, this is not my last game, I am still too young, but today I hope you will not regret remembering today's game after graduation, regretting why you didn't try a little harder... I hope to end my last game with you as well... Everyone thought that Ravenclaw would be the winner of this year's Quidditch again, and that we could be beaten by Ravenclaw like we did in previous years... Or can we try to see that we can play to our Slytherin strengths and fight for victory, and we care more about our own honor and tradition than any other house... And no matter how bad the situation is, how bad can we be?"
Seeing that there was silence after Emily's pause, Pansy, who came to her senses, was about to take the lead in applauding, only to find that her teammates were one step ahead of her after a little stunned, although this was different from the Gryffindor team's 'listen to me roar' style, but including Miles Bleitch nodded next to him and kept reassuring his teammates that he would try to hold every ball.
"Emily, you're pestering Cho Chang on the court, and don't even give her time to watch the Golden Snitch more. Draco Malfoy showed the momentum he should have as a captain, "Once the game starts your job is to try to focus on the defense as much as possible, the offense is mainly to give me the ball, trust me, as long as we don't waste every ten, whether it's a score or a ten, we all know that they add up to a 70-point lead very quickly!"
Gregory Gower, who blushed, waved his bat and smiled evilly: "Those soft eggs in the Eagle Courtyard are afraid of pain!"
Pansy raised her broom to her teammates and asked, "Boys, what do you hear our little princess want?
"Win!"
"Win!"
"Win!"
The noise then rose to the top, and amid deafening cheers and boos, the Ravenclaw and Slytherin players entered the field with confidence.
"Slytherin is on the pitch and led by Captain Draco Malfoy...... He was followed by Seeker Emily Harris...... She has a sweet tooth, and Hermione always stops her... According to Muggle research, it seems that eating sugar is bad for teeth. A dreamy voice echoed over the court, "Then Pansy Parkinson, what's the hand with the stick? It doesn't matter, it's important that she's had a lot of harassment this semester." ”
"It's the batter, Miss Lovegood, don't mention any harassment——Professor McGonagall's reminder came from the commentary stand.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
In the audience at the stadium, most of the young wizards who didn't know anything about who the commentator was today broke out into a burst of doubts after hearing this highly recognizable voice - the faces of Harris turned a little strange when they heard this familiar voice. Daisy, who had returned with a bunch of snacks, leaned up to look at the commentary stand, then smiled and glanced at Hermione, who looked like she had swallowed seven raw eggs, and happily sat back in her seat.
Morgan Lefay's face remained normal, but he had begun to keep his eyes on the newspaper in his hand.
(End of chapter)