Although I don't know which god said it, the feel of sixty yards is C, and eighty yards is D, then.... What if you pull the speed up to 300 yards?

Whether it's an old rocket or the latest Barehalo 2000 series missile, when they accelerate to a certain threshold, the Wind Charm opens a miniature shield that blocks the air flow ahead.

Naturally, you don't need it at low speeds, but once the speed goes up, the oncoming wind is completely ineffective even if you wear goggles, and even breathing becomes extremely difficult at that time.

After pulling the Halo 2000 to full speed, Harry held out his left hand.

"Hiss~"

Harry, whose wrist was almost twisted, stopped his death, he slowly began to reduce his speed and flatten his position, Chris who had been with him for a few seconds had become a small dot, and now Harry in the high heavens seemed to be able to touch the clouds with his hands, and the howling wind blew his robes to the sound of hunting, as if the wonderful feeling of being the king of the sky made Harry a little fascinated.

"Hey! Captain! There you are! ”

Harry, who shouted loudly, waved his hand at Chris, but at this moment, Chris did not have the same spirit as before, and it was not unacceptable to be left behind by the light wheel 2000, after all, the performance of the mount was there, and the upper limit of the light wheel was half higher than that of the sweeping nine stars, and this gap could not be made up by the rider's skills.

What's more, Harry's ability to control the rocket at the moment is not inferior to Chris, and even better.

"You're just crazy! It's crazy, Harry! ”

Chris hovering beside Harry said viciously, his face was a little pale now, the two of them were at least two kilometers away from the ground, and to be honest, it was the first time in his sixteen years of life that he had flown so high.

"Flying has always been a dream that human beings yearn for, and the people who explored the sky have tried countless ways, even if those ways cost them their lives, there are still future generations who inherit the will of their ancestors and continue to forge ahead."

"Before I came to the wizarding world, I couldn't have imagined that I could fly into the sky like this, but now that I have done it, I just need to ride it and I can fly into the sky with the eagle."

"Even if you think I'm crazy!" Harry grabbed Chris's shoulder, and the sudden movement made him grapple with the grip of the front of the rocket even harder, "What could be greater and more exciting in the world than to conquer the skies?" ”

"Aren't you afraid of falling?"

Chris swallowed slightly, he was not afraid of heights, but now it was too high off the ground.

"Fear can be overcome." Harry waved his hand, "Do you know Muggle skydiving?" We flew to a height of several thousand meters, and then jumped down with a parachute bag that had a small chance of not being opened, and in a world without magic, people were still willing to give up their lives, how could I be afraid of falling now? ”

"Shock Reduction is a spell written in a third-grade textbook, and it's a spell that wizards must master before installing a cushion in a flying rocket, even if I fall—"

Harry lifted his robe, revealing his wand, "I'm a wizard, I won't die, at least not be thrown to death." ”

"Maybe it's because I'm from the Muggle world, and I know better than many people who grew up in the wizarding world how amazing magic can be!"

"Aren't we going to test it again?"

Harry let go of Chris's shoulder and raised an eyebrow at him, "I've read Quidditch books and tried some of the tricks recorded in them, and chasing is a position I really enjoy, so I've come up with a trick that is 100% 100% able to score goals. ”

"Really?" With a hint of surprise on his face, a smile tugged at the corner of Chris's mouth, "I'm the goalkeeper!" After the departure of Gryffindor's Charlie, Hogwarts was the best goalkeeper. ”

He puffed up proudly.

"After Charlie? You're talking about Charlie being the one from the Weasleys? ”

"You know him?" Chris nodded a little surprised, "Yes, that Charlie of the Weasleys, who is also the former captain of Gryffindor, once blocked Slytherin 27 throws in the final, and the savage gorillas did everything they could not knock him off the rocket, and after the game, we found that he broke two ribs, but he was still dead in front of the goal." ”

Speaking of this, Chris's face showed a touch of admiration, "With this unwavering will, I am convinced of him, even if I don't think I'm worse than him technically, but I can't do something like him, it's too ruthless, whether it's for myself or for anything else." ”

"It's a pity that Gryffindor still didn't win the championship."

Harry threw his hands helplessly.

"Yes, those gorillas, Quidditch's shame!"

Chris, who made no secret of his dislike for the Slytherins, spat on it.

"By the way, Harry, what's your trick? The trick of 100 per cent goals, to be honest, I was curious. ”

Chris, who has changed his mind, is still very concerned about this, and although Hufflepuff is very salty on a daily basis, it does not mean that they do not have the slightest idea of Quidditch Cup.

"My dynamic vision is very good, I can clearly see the direction of rotation of a tennis ball that is excited at 200 kilometers per hour, it is a small ball the size of more than half a fist of mine, before I came to Hogwarts, I was very athletic, even if I couldn't become a wizard, I could do a career."

"And this 100 per cent goal trick is ....."

Harry paused deliberately, "Is there a ghost fly ball in the stadium now?" ”

"Yes, I've already put it away, so let's go down now?"

"You go down first, captain, and then keep an eye on the left goal, I'm going to throw the ball in from the middle hole."

"The Quaffle is coming!"

Pulling out the ebony wood and pulling the trigger downward, Harry was equally confident in his Flying Charm.

"Then I'll see."

When climbing, Chris can pull up directly, but when descending, he is much more cautious, this kind of altitude is not right for him not to panic, after all, he used to fly a maximum of one or two thousand feet to see the scenery, and now ..... At least eight or nine thousand feet high, after staying at an altitude of more than two thousand or nearly three thousand meters for a long time, he felt a little out of breath.

Chris descended in a spiral circle at a slower rate than the Quaffle, and after waiting for a while, Harry, who felt like it was about time, moved his hands and feet, put away his wand, caught the ball in his arm, and began to adjust his stance.

With a strong grip, he directly pinched the Quaffle with his right hand, then lowered his body and adjusted his posture, unlike Chris's spiral descent, he didn't know what cushioning and deceleration were at all, and he began to dive in an instant.

The 300 km/h speed of the Light Wheel 2000 was completely broken by Harry dived to two-thirds of the way, and when Chris looked up, the black dots that kept magnifying in his eyes magnified the shock and disbelief in his heart to the extreme.

"Don't you want to die!!"

The loud scolding that blurted out seemed to be shattered by the wind, and Harry's right hand holding the Quaffle burst into muscles, and the strong arm strength allowed Harry to resist the oncoming hurricane at nearly 400 kilometers per hour at this moment!

The flash of the figure threw the bomb with lethal kinetic energy as it swept over the goal, and the howling wind directly blew Chris's body crooked, and the ghost flying ball .....

After running through the goal, it smashed into the soft grass of the Quidditch pitch.

A moment later, Harry, who had drawn a graceful arc, walked up to Chris, who was already stunned.

"Give them a hundred dares, who would dare to stop my ball?"

A mouthful of white teeth shone brightly, and the Quaffle, which had sunk into the grass, seemed to let out a feeble grunt in pain, protesting against the brutal and violent throwing.

"It's going to be a lore."