On the court, with the first person being eliminated, the pressure on the remaining two suddenly increased a lot.

They could only muster up their spirits, dodging the two Bludgers as much as possible, while looking for opportunities to cause some trouble for the other party.

The two of you went back and forth, and after a stalemate of more than ten minutes, the winner was finally decided.

But to everyone's surprise, the last one left was the unfavored third-grader, who successfully counter-killed the man's high-ranking fifth-grade opponent at a critical moment with his flexible positioning.

In the stands, everyone began to applaud and cheer.

Harris stepped forward and held out his hand with a smile, "Wilnard, welcome to the team." ”

"My pleasure, Captain." The third-grader also reached out and shook it with Harris.

There was another round of applause.

The next step was the selection of the chaser, and Kyle stood up and took his broomstick to the court.

"Come on, Kyle!"

Cedric shouted loudly while lighting a firework.

Fireworks exploded over the stands, creating a huge banner with a running badger and six big characters for Kyle cheering for victory.

I don't know where Cedric got the fireworks, even if it's daytime.

That's a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it......

In this chic way of refueling, Kyle made his way to the middle of the pitch.

He was joined by two other chasers, both in the fifth grade.

"As a chaser, the accuracy of the pitch is very important......"

Harris took the Quaffle and said to the trio: "I will be the goalkeeper next, you will be responsible for pitching, and whoever scores the most points in the specified time will enter the team."

So...... Whoever comes first. ”

"I'll do it......" Kyle walked out.

Although the first one must have suffered a little without understanding Harris's goalkeeping style, he has the advantage of the broom after all, so it can be regarded as a flattening.

"That's it, remember, don't be nervous for a while, just play normally."

Harris gave Kyle a few words and made his way to the post.

Kyle also got on his broomstick and kicked off the ground.

"Can we start?" Harris asked.

"No problem."

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, someone threw the Quaffle up below.

Kyle takes the Quaffle in one dive and begins to fly quickly towards the goal.

Before Harris could react, Kyle had already arrived.

Facing the empty goal, he casually threw the Quaffle into it.

"Ten points!"

Someone below shouted teasingly: "Captain, what are you doing standing stupidly just now, can't it be a release of water!" ”

"Go aside!" Harris's face flushed slightly.

Of course, he couldn't have released the water, but he simply didn't react.

He thought that the speed of the Halo 2000 would be fast, but he didn't expect it to be so much faster than the Halo 1700, although the two brooms are only two years apart, they are not a grade thing at all!

It's weird...... Is this still the light wheel company he knows that only squeezes toothpaste a little bit?

"Come again!"

Harris calmed down and took it a lot more seriously, he didn't want to be said to be released anymore.

Soon, another Quaffle was thrown up.

Kyle, like just before, caught the ball and flew to the goalpost.

With his previous experience, Harris reacted this time and stood in front of Kyle.

Kyle tossed his right hand with the Quaffle......

"It's the goal on the right!" Harris's mind moved, and he flew to the right in an instant.

But what he didn't expect was that the Quaffle didn't fly to the right at all, but just spun around in the air a few times before returning to Kyle's hands again.

At this time, the others have already flown far away, and it must be too late to turn back.

Kyle scored again.

"Twenty points!"

"Look, Harry, it's a toss."

In the stands, Ron grabbed Harry's arm and said excitedly, "Merlin, I didn't expect to see one of the chasers' classic feints here." ”

"Is this move difficult?" Harry asked, confused.

As a newcomer to Quidditch, he didn't know much about any of this.

But when it came to feints, Harry suddenly remembered something.

Professor McGonagall had said on the way to find Wood that he had picked up the orb and behaved like a classic Quidditch feint.

What is a Strong feint called...... Or is it a Lansky feint...... He couldn't remember it a bit.

But it's all pretty much the same.

"It's not hard to make a throw, but it's hard to fool the goalkeeper."

Ron thought for a moment and said, "The goalkeeper on the pitch is the captain of Hufflepuff, arguably the most experienced veteran player at Hogwarts, and it's not easy to fool him." ”

Harry still didn't quite understand, but judging by the deafening cheers around him, Kyle's move should have been wonderful.

So he joined in the cheers.

It's okay if you can't read it...... He can pretend to understand, and the main thing is to be gregarious.

On the other side, Harris's face turned redder as he listened to the faint commotion below.

Of course he knew how to toss the ball back, and he had done it more than once, and the last goal he scored in the Quidditch Cup the year before last.

That year, Hufflepuff won the Quidditch Cup by a narrow margin.

But he didn't expect that one day he would be deceived by the return toss.

No wonder the goalkeeper looked at him so badly back then, this feeling of being teased is really not good.

"I wouldn't have joined in the excitement if I had known." Harris was bitter.

He was worried that using a real goalkeeper would undermine those people's self-confidence, so he made a cameo on the fly.

Now it seems that this decision is really a bit redundant, but the replacement is definitely not possible, and Harris can only go on with it.

Kyle threw two shots, and it only took about a minute, which was still ten minutes before the allotted ten minutes.

In the following time. He showed the speed of the Light Wheel 2000 in all directions.

No matter which direction the Quaffle is thrown, he can catch it at the first time, and then fly to the goal post to score a goal.

And the way he scores a goal is different every time, sometimes with feints, sometimes just with a broomstick and directly into the ball.

Gradually, Harris began to swing.

He sat on a broomstick and looked at Kyle with burning eyes.

This is a talented chaser!

Last year's Cedric ...... This year's Kyle ......

The corners of Harris's mouth began to rise uncontrollably, and he finally understood why Wood had laughed so exaggeratedly before.

No one can help it.

(End of chapter)