Chapter 629: The first show of a red-haired girl
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Harry Potter’s Book of Sin
- Flo Uncle
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- 2021-01-29 05:50:26
Student players who made professional-level moves in an intramural match were not without, such as Hogwarts' magical golfer, Harry's father, James Potter, and Demstrom's Outstanding student and current golfer Victor Krum of the Bulgarian national team.
For another example, the man who has no attachment to the Quidditch Stadium, but his name is still in the Hogwarts four courtyard team, the "slash mad" Maca McLean.
However, at least during this season of the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup, everyone did not expect those players to be surprised. Even if Harry Potter is always above the average, no one thinks he is the kind of Quidditch rookie that can be compared with professional players.
However, as Ravenclaw's captain and veteran, watching Bradley Davis, a chasing chaser who is about to face graduation, has erupted in such a final in a tug-of-war mud pit!
At this moment, with Davis' successive breakthroughs and forced acceleration, the situation in front of the Gryffindor team has reached the most critical moment. The well-behaved new goalkeeper Ginny blocked in front of her right knocker in time, and Davis was rushing 2 feet in front of her. Pitching and saving almost became the set of the offense and defense.
But at such an urgent time, Davis was like a real eagle, yanked the broom handle and spun up, turned a somersault, and flew towards the middle door to draw a short Arc.
You know, counting the change from the middle door to the right door knocker, this is his second turn. Changing direction in two consecutive times under high-speed sprints like this is a great test on the player's body and skills, and even on the performance and material of the broom.
"It's a Carrot double line! Central!"
Commentator Lee was the first to respond, and he yelled very quickly, showing his professional potential as a commentator.
Even if Ginny was careful enough, and her field smell was good enough, Davis' surprise attack really caught her off guard. When she suddenly realized that she was empty, Davis had already rolled over her head, and flew backwards to the upper left.
She immediately noticed that Davis had completely lost the right knocker's pitching angle-he changed the scoring goal to a high centered door again!
Observable but not equal to being able to deal with it. The first change of direction of Davis previously caused Ginny's rush towards the bottom right at the moment. If she wants to learn the second change of direction like Davis, the angle of change will be Bigger than Davis!
In Quidditch, which is moving at a high speed, the steering speed is measured by the angle of the flying arc, and now Davis has clearly seized the opportunity.
"Is it too late to return to the center line?"
With such urgency, thinking itself has become a time-wasting option. It may be a bit expensive, but it is actually only in the blink of an eye. Ginny's mind had only a flash of thought, and the body she had repeatedly exercised during training was immediately flashing!
Yes, when she was having breakfast in the auditorium this morning, she and Harry mentioned that she "has spent a lot of time preparing" for the debut of the game. But even she herself did not expect that in this actual battle that suddenly became fierce, a certain "trick" originally intended to be used intentionally was eventually used in a subconscious situation.
It was that second that Ginny tilted herself in everyone's sight as if she was about to fall off a broomstick, and hung in the air by the force of her legs and grasping. Then, when she used her weight to force the light wheel 2000 times to pull back, and turned a 180-degree turn with an arc smaller than Davis, she came back to the center first. Knocker edge.
In the eyes of the audience, the scene in front of the knocker at this moment is quite interesting-Davis is hanging upside down on his broom, the ghost fly ball is flying straight towards the middle knocker; while Ginny walking through the oblique spur It was half-hanging in the air, stretched and closed the knocker with one palm.
"She caught it!" As Ginny held the ghost flying ball with her gloved hand, the commentator Li Teng stood up. "She caught it! Ginny Weasley! She used a miracle Steering turn caught up with Davis' shot! The ball didn't score! "
Ravenclaw Davis flew over Ginny's side, and when he passed by Ginny, he took a deep look at Ginny, with an infinite shock in his eyes.
In the second half of the Gryffindor team, the batters Fred and George looked at each other, and they both saw the smile in the other's eyes.
"Maca's steering skills--" George shrugged.
"--It became Ginny's craft!" Fred replied tacitly.
By the way, the two of them slaped their hands and laughed, as if they were proud of the ball they were defending.
As for Harry, who was still entangled with Qiu at low altitude, naturally saw that wonderful moment, although his duties did not allow him to fly over to congratulate Ginny, he still excitedly waved his arm toward the opponent.
"Congratulations to your team for another good player." Qiu congratulated with a smile.
"Oh yes!" Harry nodded again and again. "I didn't expect Ginny to use this technique in the game. After all, it's difficult-really difficult!"
On the teaching staff's side, Maca also applauded and laughed with everyone. That's right, this is exactly what he taught Ginny in the orchard behind Weasley's house. Think of Ginny's ability to make this turning skill appear in the official game so quickly, and he is certainly very happy for Ginny.
"It's really good," he slaps, and says, "can be used with near subconsciousness, proving that she has practiced many times."
However, just as Maca rarely tasted the fresh experience of "education gains", a little mumble mixed with cheers and applause accidentally penetrated into his auricle.
"That young lady is very powerful, but what does this have to do with you? Why does it seem like it's all your credit ..."
Maca tilted her head funnyly and glanced at the other side of Master Fat's huge body that occupied two seats. But seeing Sarah holding her small satchel and staring at the court without squinting, it was as if she had just run out of money.
"Ms. Hohenheim, were you talking just now?" Maca asked, raising her eyebrows.
On the other side, Sarah didn't bother him at all, pouting her mouth and not moving her neck. But when Maca smiled at the fat master with a somewhat awkward expression, and leaned back into the chair again, the crisp voice rang again.
"Some people like to be passionate about themselves. Maybe they are talking about others?"
Since the last sneak attack on Maca failed, and instead put herself in a deadlock, the talented girl of Hohenheim's family has become even more indifferent to Maca. However, to say that it is almost awkward to run on him like today, this is really the first time.
Girls' minds are always difficult to guess, and a genius girl like Little Sarah is even more confusing. Although Maca didn't care about her embarrassment, she was curious as to why she came here suddenly.
Of course, no matter how talented and intelligent the child is, after all, the child is still a child, the other girl is made by him too depressed, purely out of nature, want to get back somewhere?
Only this time, it was Maca who guessed wrong.
When Sarah saw that Maca didn't take her words seriously, when the surroundings were a little quieter and the Quidditch players on the field started to run back and forth again, she blinked thoughtfully. .
"Brother Noah," she thought for a moment, and suddenly pulled the fat man's sleeve lightly, seemingly casually. "After lunch, would you like to accompany Sarah to take a walk by the lake?
Fat Master nodded like a conditioned reflex.
"Walk, dear sister, of course this is okay ..."
Not to mention these small actions on the stand ~ EbookFREE.me ~, the game is still going on.
An extraordinary performance by Ginny blocked Gryffindor's almost necessary goal, but this was not enough to affect the final result too much. However, her excellent skills have directly dispelled the concerns of teammates about their ability.
The Gryffindor team that has released their bonds is undoubtedly excellent. In terms of overall strength, Ravenclaw is indeed a little worse than them. When the three chasers led by Captain Angelina dropped the previous blocking strategy and let go to launch a more aggressive attack, Ravenclaw's backcourt defensive shortcomings gradually emerged.
Unlike Hitch Parch, who is better at defending, the Hawks' offensiveness is not worse than Gryffindor and Slytherin, but blind radicality will inevitably bring back defense emptiness.
After several offensive and defensive exchanges, Ginny held the knocker twice in succession, but Ravenclaw had been scored three times by Angelina.
The score began to gradually expand.
"... Oh! Wait, what happened there?" As Angelina organized a new round of offense, the exclaimer Lee exclaimed and pulled the wizards' attention away, "Yes Potter! He made a climb again, this time he didn't use a swing tactic, it was a straight line-has he found the golden robber? "
As Lee said, Harry, who was flying in the first half of Qiu Geng's position, suddenly lifted his body, left the low-altitude area, and began to climb high-altitude at high speed. The excellent acceleration of the fire crossbow made him drop Qiu once again, but everyone had not yet found the golden light representing the flying thief.
Everyone in the stands looked at Harry's back with anticipation or hesitation, only Maca frowned slightly.