Hogwarts Blood Wizard

With the addition of Ivan, Wood can be said to be full of spirits!

When he met Marcus Flint, the captain of Slytherin two days ago, the other party triumphantly said that this Quidditch trophy is destined to belong to Slytherin!

Because in the previous few games, Slytherin has opened a gap of more than 100 points with Gryffindor. You must know that even if you win the Golden Snitch, it will only increase by 150 points.

But Wood, who has seen Ivan's flying and pitching skills, is very confident to bring the score back!

They are now a complete, invincible Gryffindor team!

It's also time to let those bastards of Slytherin take a good look at who is the king on the field!

To this end, Woodmao vigorously prepared new tactics.

However, the training process was not as smooth as Wood thought.

As a seeker, Harry looked in a trance, and always took a short run during training, so that he didn't notice when the Snitch flew directly in front of him.

"Stop, stop all!" Wood quickly called to stop training, looked at Harry, and said very angry.

"Harry! What the hell are you doing?! The Snitch was right in front of you just now, and you didn't even find it! If it's an official game now, we will lose!"

Wood was furious, and Harry's performance now was far worse than before.

"Sorry, Captain, I was thinking about something just now..." Harry said embarrassedly. He was still thinking about where his invisibility cloak had fallen, so the distraction was more serious.

"I don't care what you usually think, but when you get to the arena, your only task is to catch the Snitch! To win! Understand?" Wood interrupted Harry's words directly and said seriously. .

Harry nodded reluctantly.

Then the training restarted. As one of the two cores of the new tactic, Ivan was under great pressure.

Because Wood's goal was to score 15 goals in an hour!

This means scoring an average goal in four minutes...

What Ivan didn't expect was that Wood also greeted others to form a blocking team, trying to prevent him from scoring.

According to Wood, if Ivan can break through their blockade, the Slytherin people will definitely not be able to stop him during the game!

But for Ivan, who hasn't opened up, it is too difficult for him to score a quick goal while facing the pursuit.

However, when suddenly proposed to reduce the difficulty appropriately, Wood shook his head and looked at him with a trusting look.

"I believe you can do it! Come on... Hals!" Wood clenched his fist and solemnly patted Ivan's chest.

After speaking, he took everyone on the broomstick, divided into three teams, and drove Ivan around the court.

Ivan was slightly distracted, and saw Wood chasing behind him with a stick to hit the walking ball, and the whirring wind sounded in the air...

Your uncle!Ivan cursed in his heart, hurriedly dodged sideways, and then deflected his body to avoid the attack of George and Fred, and finally threw the ghost fly ball in his hand into the frame.

After successfully scoring a goal again, Ivan didn't have any happy expressions.

In this short half-hour, Wood has figured out his course of action. Under Wood's command, the entire defense system is dripping and scoring is getting harder and harder.

"Quick! Hurry up..."

"He is there! George hastened to stop him!"

"It's not on the left, he's playing tricks, he wants to score!"

......

Under the encirclement of the crowd, Ivan was really tired to deal with it, and it felt as exciting as on the battlefield.

He faintly began to regret that he had promised too soon, and he didn't know whether he would come to regret it or not...

Ivan spent the entire afternoon on the Quidditch pitch, and finally took possession of his own Firebolt fast, successfully rushing to the sunset, and barely achieving a goal.

"Okay, that's all for today's training!" Wood landed on the ground riding a broomstick, beckoning to everyone.

After training hard for an afternoon, George and the others, who were already exhausted, breathed a sigh of relief, but when they flew to the ground, Wood had a straightened face and rebuked.

"What's the matter just now?! There are five of you, but you can't stop Hals! What if Hals is our enemy? Sit and wait? And you George, I will let you stop to the left Your reaction was too slow... Angelina and you too!"

Wood's mouth was like a cannon barrel, speaking loudly, correcting the mistakes they made in the confrontation.

Only then did Ivan realize that the training was not just for him alone.

Wood really has a good calculation. It is estimated that if he didn't score 15 goals in an hour, he might be the one who is scolded now.

George curled his lips under Wood's reprimand. Wood himself was there when he was chasing Ivan just now. It was not the same that he could not stop Ivan from scoring.

Fred, Angelina and others also spoke out to defend themselves.

"Ivan's firebolt is so fast, like lightning! How can we catch up?"

"Yes! Hals's flying skills are also very good. We can't stop it. It's normal, and those Slytherins can't stop it!"

......

However, no matter how they explained, Wood still scolded them, and then said that he would continue to practice in the future!

The wailing of George and others suddenly sounded on the court...

Wood did not pay attention to their protest, but turned to look at Ivan and said with a smile.

"Hals, you did a great job. If you can maintain this level in the game the day after tomorrow, then we will win!"

In fact, Wood did not expect Ivan to score fifteen goals in an hour, which is almost impossible.

I just want to set a very high goal and let Ivan work hard in this regard!

Unexpectedly, Ivan actually did it!

Wood praised Ivan's flying skills with emotion, and then changed his voice again, saying that next time, it is best to make persistent efforts and strive to score 20 goals in an hour!

Ivan rolled his eyes. He has already reached his limit this time. It is impossible to improve in a short time.

While talking, Wood did not forget to remind Ivan to keep secret, and surprise his opponent this time!

"Those Slytherins don't know about your competition yet, you are our secret weapon!" Wood said proudly.

Ivan nodded. Of course, he wouldn't make a big announcement everywhere, at most... only one person would be notified.

(PS: The third one is later...)