Chapter 300: National team (modified)

Allen's movements were also noticed in the stands, and the little wizards talked a lot.
Cedric's gaze narrowed and saw that Allen had no follow-up action. He had been obsessed with fair play and even waited a few seconds before turning around and flew to the Ravenclaw stand.
Now he has no time to think about why Alan showed him the trail of the Golden Snitch, and he didn’t respond to the pause he just wanted to wait for Alan to get closer—since the other party didn’t accept it, then he would go all out, he I don't want to waste this great opportunity.
Compared with Alan, he was closer to the Golden Snitch.
Cedric's eyes were firm, and he quickly flew towards the Ravenclaw stand.
It's near...
It's near...
The Golden Snitch is right in front of him, just stick out, just stretch out your hand—
He heard surprise and wild cries from the crowd behind him.
Infinite joy surged in Cedric's heart, and he stretched his right hand straight, as if he saw the Quidditch cup beckoning to him.
At this moment, a figure flashed quickly beside him, and when his hand was about to touch the golden snitch, he took a step faster to gather the golden snitch in his hand.
Cedric's triumphant smile froze at the corner of his mouth.
There was a wave of people in the stands, and the cheers of the little wizards resounded throughout the arena.
Cedric didn't know it, but the little wizards saw it clearly.
When Cedric flew quickly to the Golden Snitch, Allen's broom hovered quickly in front of the Ravenclaw stand, then he pointed in Cedric's direction and made a victory gesture.
The Ravenclaws below were silent for the first time. They were worried that the Golden Snitch would be caught by Cedric.
When Alan quickly caught up with Cedric, cheers erupted from the stands.
In the eyes of the audience, Allen, wearing a Ravenclaw uniform, turned into a blue smoke, quickly drifted past Cedric, and caught the Snitch first.
No one thinks Allen is arrogant. His amazing speed, his confident expression, and his fearless attitude have conquered the audience.
Allen hovered in the air, holding the Golden Snitch with one hand up, and one hand behind his ear—he was mimicking the iconic celebration of an NBA star who happened to have the same name as his favorite.
His right hand whirled around his ear and then waved to the audience.
The action seemed to tell everyone: let me hear your cheers, let me hear your cheers!
Seeing such an action, the enthusiasm of all the little wizards was ignited.
"Allen, Allen, Allen..."
There were rhythmic shouts from the stands, and no matter which academy the little wizard was, they were all shouting Alan's name frantically.
Madam Hooch blew the silver whistle and the game was over-Ravenclaw won a crushing victory.
Despite this crushing, it is only reflected in the seekers on both sides.
Cedric was at a loss, and the ups and downs were always unacceptable.
In fact, he doesn't need to question himself at all.
Although he is older than Ellen, Ellen, who has taken the attribute potion, has improved his physical fitness in all aspects, far from being comparable to that of ordinary wizards.
The little wizards of Ravenclaw almost screamed, they flocked to the arena, celebrating the victory with various actions and shouts.
"We won the cup again! We won the cup again!"
When Roger received the huge Quidditch Cup from Dumbledore, tears were instantly blurred, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak-he knew he was not really good but he could really join the professional club 100% after graduation. To the point, this is also likely to be the last official game in his life.
"If it weren't for Alan Harris, I'm afraid this game is meaningless!" The male reporter in the stands put away his notebook and stood up.
The same words are going on in the distance.
"A game without suspense, the strength of this little wizard can't be underestimated." Behind Dumbledore, Geraldine dangling a cigar and looked at Allen admiringly, surrounded by the little wizards.
"Resolved?" Dumbledore looked at Geraldine.
"It's him. Although he is very young, he is indeed outstanding. In the limited time, I can't find a more suitable candidate."
Geraldine is an extremely decisive person, and once a decision is made, he will act immediately.
"Albus, look, the game is about to start this summer, can you let him go back to training directly with me?" Geraldine stared into Dumbledore's eyes.
"Sorry, Geraldine. I can't make a decision for Allen. Why don't you ask him for his opinion!"
Dumbledore's eyes flashed. Of course, he supported Allen to participate in the World Cup. Perhaps this would make this child no longer addicted to studying black magic.
In the locker room, Allen met Geraldine.
This was something Allen didn't expect at all. He originally wanted to promote the game through "The Devil" and win the attention of the head coach in front of him.
It seems that the head coach of the national team is more anxious than he thought.
"In this summer, the World Cup is about to be held. I hope you can join the national team and represent us in England." Geraldine did not make a roundabout, but directly invited Allen.
Allen also nodded in agreement without hesitation. The opportunity is fleeting. When it comes, naturally you have to grasp it-there is no need to show those hypocrisy.
"I hope you can temporarily put down your studies and participate in our training." Geraldine stared at Alan with scorching eyes.
"May I ask, what role do you want me to play?" Although Allen had some guesses in his mind, it is better to ask clearly.
"Seeker!" Although Geraldine was surprised, he was confident that ~EbookFREE.me~ no little wizard can resist the temptation of the national team's seeker.
"Coach, I hope I can continue to stay in Hogwarts to finish my studies. For seekers, there are not many tactics to cooperate with the players. I go to training on a normal day of rest, and there is enough time."
In Geraldine's incredulous gaze, Allen made a request.
Geraldine hadn't considered that Allen would make such a decision.
There will be little wizards who choose to continue to stay in school to complete their studies, and give up the opportunity to train with famous stars?
"Hogwarts is very far away from our training place. If you arrive at us by train, I am afraid it will waste a lot of time." Geraldine's eyes sharpened.
"You don't need to worry at all, I have learned to Apparate." Allen is completely unaffected by the other's momentum, calm and calm.
Geraldine was silent.
He stood up suddenly and went out.
"Don't you worry about losing this opportunity?" Professor Dumbledore felt that the boy in front of him once again made him admire.
"Losing me will only become his regret." Allen said confidently.
After a while, Geraldine returned.
"Albus, I have an unrelenting request, and I hope you can agree." Geraldine looked at Dumbledore.
"Geraldine, please speak."
"I hope that our Quidditch national team can conduct closed training at Hogwarts." Geraldine said.
He just went out to explore the Quidditch arena, the equipment here is very complete, can fully support ordinary training.
Further training equipment can be completely rearranged, and it will not take long.