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Kanna glanced at the court and asked, "How many players should we select this time?"
"Two, a Beater and a Chaser." Cedric said, "Kyle is participating in the Chaser selection."
"Ah."
Kyle nodded beside him.
Compared to fighting Bludgers or looking for Snitches throughout the game, he likes the feeling of scoring a goal the most.
Although one goal is only worth ten points, as long as you score more, you can also get one hundred and fifty points... or even more.
At ten o'clock sharp, the selection began.
The first thing to do is to select the batsmen, a total of three people.
Under Harris's arrangement, the three of them boarded their broomsticks and came to the center of the court.
The main test for the batsman is the accuracy and strength when swinging the bat. Harris had already brought the box of bludgers over in advance.
All the three of them need to do is stay on the broom as long as possible, and the last person to be knocked off will be able to join the team.
As Harris opened the box, two Bludgers flew out like cannonballs and began to rampage in the air.
The three of them took wooden sticks and hit the Bludger that flew towards them away.
After all, they have passed the preliminary selection, so they must have some strength. It is impossible for them to be eliminated at the beginning. But things will be different after a long time.
Everyone watched quietly.
Five minutes later, the first elimination appeared.
He was a sophomore student and the youngest of the three.
Perhaps because he saw that there was no result, he gradually lost his patience and wanted to hit the Bludger in the direction of the other two people.
As a result, he used too much force and the stick slipped out of his hand.
There was nothing more to say about this, because the next second, he was knocked off his broom by another flying Bludger.
"Oh…that must have hurt."
In the stands, Harry couldn't help but screamed after seeing this scene, and subconsciously reached out to touch his shoulder, as if he had also been hit.
“That’s how hitters are.”
Ron explained, “George told me that when he first joined the team, his arm was broken three times by a Bludger.
Fred was in the same boat, but his leg was broken.”
Kyle, who was sitting nearby, looked at Cedric in confusion after hearing Ron's words, "Did Fred and George have their arms broken by a Bludger?"
"No, never!"
Cedric said decisively, "All the other beaters have been injured to some extent, except Fred and George... As far as I know, the Bludgers haven't even hit their clothes in a whole school year.
In fact, they themselves are like two Bludgers.”
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 163 Goals, goals, and more goals!
On the court, with the first person being eliminated, the pressure on the remaining two people suddenly increased a lot.
They could only put their minds to it, avoiding the two Bludgers as much as possible, and at the same time looking for opportunities to cause some trouble for the opponent.
The two of them fought back and forth, and after a stalemate of more than ten minutes, the winner was finally decided.
But what surprised everyone was that the one who stayed behind in the end was the underdog third-grade student. With his flexible positioning, he successfully killed the tall and strong fifth-grade opponent at the critical moment.
In the stands, everyone began to applaud and cheer.
Harris walked forward and extended his hand with a smile, "Wilnard, welcome to the team."
"My pleasure, Captain." The third-year student also extended his hand and shook Harris's.
There was another round of applause from all around.
Next came the selection of the Chasers. Kyle stood up and walked onto the field with a broom.
"Come on, Kyle!"
Cedric shouted, lighting a firework.
Fireworks exploded over the stands, forming a huge banner with a running badger and the words "Kyle Go Win" glowing in the sky.
I don't know where Cedric got the fireworks, even if it is daytime, they are clearly visible.
This is a bit too exaggerated...
In this unique way of cheering, Kyle came to the middle of the court.
Competing with him for Chaser are two others, both in fifth grade.
"As a Chaser, the accuracy of your pitch is very important..."
Harris held the Quaffle and said to the three: "Next, I will be the goalkeeper, and you will be responsible for throwing the ball. Whoever scores the most points within the specified time will be able to enter the team.
So... who of you will go first?"
"Let me do it..." Kyle walked out.
Although he was definitely at a disadvantage for being the first one to go up because he didn't understand Harris' goalkeeping style, he did have the advantage of the broom, so it was a draw.
"That's settled then. Remember, don't be nervous and just play your best."
Harris gave Kyle a few instructions and then came to the goal post.
Kyle also got on his broom and left the ground with a light kick.
"Shall we begin?" Harris asked.
"no problem."
As soon as Kyle finished speaking, someone threw the Quaffle up from below.
Kyle swooped down to catch the Quaffle and began to fly quickly towards the goal.
Before Harris could react, Kyle had already arrived.
Facing an empty goal, he casually threw the Quaffle into it.
"very!"
Someone shouted in ridicule: "Captain, why were you standing there like an idiot just now? Did you let the water go?"
"Go away!" Harris' face turned red.
Of course he couldn't let it go, he simply didn't react in time.
He thought the Nimbus 2000 would be very fast, but he didn't expect it to be so much faster than the Nimbus 1700. Although the two brooms were only two years apart, they were completely in different leagues!
How strange... Is this still the same Nimbus company he knows that can only squeeze out toothpaste bit by bit?
"Come again!"
Harris calmed down and became more serious. He didn't want to be accused of letting the game go again.
Soon, another Quaffle was thrown up.
Kyle, just like before, caught the ball and flew to the goal post.
With the previous experience, Harris reacted quickly this time and stood directly in front of Kyle.
Kyle held the Quaffle in his right hand and threw it gently...
"It's the goal on the right!" Harris thought, and 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 a few times in the air, and then returned to Kyle's hand again.
At this time, he had already flown very far away, and it was definitely too late to look back.
Kyle scored again.
"Twenty points!"
"Look, Harry, it's a toss-back."
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 doubtfully.
He had just started playing Quidditch and didn't understand much about this.
But speaking of feints, Harry suddenly remembered something.
When Professor McGonagall was taking him to find Wood, she said that his action of picking up the Memory Ball was very similar to a classic Quidditch feint.
It was called something like Strong's fake move... or Wonski's fake move... he couldn't quite remember.
But they are all similar.
"It's not hard to make a throw-in, but it's hard to fool the goalie."
Ron thought for a moment and said, "The goalkeeper on the field is the captain of Hufflepuff. He can be said to be the most experienced player in Hogwarts. It's not easy to deceive him."
Harry still didn't quite understand, but judging from the deafening cheers around him, Kyle's move must have been very exciting.
So he joined in the cheering.
It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t understand… He can pretend to understand, and the main thing is to be sociable.
On the other side, Harris's face turned even redder as he listened to the faint booing coming from below.
Of course he knew how to throw the ball back, and he had done it more than once. In the Quidditch Cup two years ago, he scored the last goal with this trick.
That year, Hufflepuff won the Quidditch Cup by a very narrow margin.
But he never expected that one day he would be fooled by a returned ball.
No wonder the goalkeeper looked at him with such an unfriendly look. The feeling of being fooled is really not good.
"If I had known I wouldn't have joined in this fun." Harris complained in his heart.
He was worried that using a real goalkeeper would undermine those people's confidence, so he made a temporary cameo appearance.
Now it seems that this decision is indeed a bit redundant, but changing players is definitely not an option, Harris can only bite the bullet and continue.