Chapter 355 Brave Gryffindor (Thanks to the Leader of "The Book of Mountains and Seas")
As a wizard, Dumbledore was well aware of the contingencies and uncertainties that existed in this world.
In fact, magic itself is a changeable and difficult-to-control force. Many wizards will unconsciously cause some strange magical phenomena when they are emotionally excited. This can be said to be quite common among young wizards - of course , the magic world now has a standardized name for this phenomenon, magic riot.
One of the purposes of the establishment of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is to teach young wizards how to learn to control their own magic, and to transform accidental, uncontrollable, and emotional magic riots into releasable magical abilities. .
Before this, Dumbledore once naively believed Grindelwald's statement: Elena, as a half-Veela, might unconsciously display some harmless magical riots when she was emotionally excited, such as Talk about accidentally leaving fingerprints on the walls of the castle, or breaking the tables and chairs in the Transfiguration class...
However, when an accidental event occurs for the third time in a row, it can no longer be called an accident. Obviously, the sudden surge in power that Elena showed before was not an unexpected magic riot at all. It was a magical ability that she had become proficient in mastering and using.
There is no doubt that Gellert Grindelwald definitely lied in front of him. The knowledge Elena learned from him in Nurmengard Castle was not just explosive spells, cleaning spells, healing glyphs and Little knowledge of potions.
"Phew, wandless spell casting and physical strengthening..."
Dumbledore breathed out unconsciously and glanced at Elena in front of him with complicated eyes.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the figure of a certain white-haired man in his memory - it seemed that over the years, even after being deprived of his wand and imprisoned in the castle, Gellert had not been completely idle.
Unknowingly, Gellert Grandewald has found a new wizard's path that is different from today's mainstream spellcasting concepts. It no longer relies mainly on wands and external spells, but is it a new path for wizards?
At the same time, with the appearance of Professor Dumbledore, the petrified "statues" on the Quidditch pitch also came to life one after another, and they started talking in low voices.
Elena curled her lips and asked softly, crossing her arms.
"So, it seems like I can only be a Seeker?"
She was not surprised at all by Dumbledore's reaction. After all, except for the almost completely autistic stand-alone game mode of Seeker, the remaining positions had to deal with other players. And if she is a seeker, when she catches the Golden Snitch, the game will automatically be declared over, and naturally there will be no danger of throwing weapons.
"Of course, otherwise I'm worried that students won't dare to go to heaven in any competition with you in the future."
Dumbledore raised his hand and pointed at the little wizards around him who were slowly coming back to their senses.
"And the seeker is also pretty good. This kind of key figure who ends the game is always the most memorable."
After a certain period of buffering, the captains of the four college Quidditch teams all looked a little hesitant - they suddenly remembered that, regardless of what will happen next year, in the next time, they first have to meet Ai Linna's "Quidditch Freshman Team" competes for a semester and even competes for the College Cup.
Judging from the way Elena threw the Bludger just now, if she was accidentally hit by the Bludger, it wouldn't be as simple as being knocked off the broom, and she would definitely be dead, right? ! Absolutely, absolutely, you will die, right? !
"All right."
Elena looked around at the little wizards around her, her brows furrowed and then relaxed a little, and she snorted reluctantly, "The ball seeker will look for the ball player, anyway..."
The girl shook her head slightly, did not continue, and turned to look at her team members.
"Then, I am the seeker. Then Goyle and Crabbe, you two are responsible for the striker position. Ron, you keep the goal. Draco, Harry, you two and Hannah are all chasing the ball. Hand...does anyone have any problems?"
"But Draco also... huh huh..." Harry whispered subconsciously.
Before he could finish speaking, a hand immediately pressed on his mouth, blocking his next words.
"No problem, no problem, of course no problem."
Draco Malfoy glared at Harry fiercely, turned to look at Elena and shook her head quickly.
"If you, Sister Elena, are the seeker, we will definitely win the next game."
"Draco, I know you've always wanted to be a Seeker. And, Harry, you want to be a Seeker too, right?"
Elena looked at the pale blond-haired "Number One Pony" in front of her and the confused "Boy-Who-Lived" with amusement. She didn't expect that the relationship between the two people was so good, and she shook her head. Said with a chuckle.
"Okay, let Harry go quickly, he is almost suffocated to death by you."
"Eh? No, I..."
The smile on Draco Malfoy's face froze, and he explained in a panic.
It has to be said that compared to the slow-responsive Ron and Harry, Draco has always had outstanding talents in terms of survival desire and ability to assess situations. This may also be related to the education methods and atmosphere of each family.
Elena raised her hand, stopped Malfoy's subsequent explanation, and smiled slightly.
"It doesn't matter. When you are in second grade next year, you will all have the opportunity to join your respective Quidditch academy teams. By that time, I think if nothing unexpected happens, you should all be able to become the seekers of your respective teams. .As for now..."
As she spoke, Elena looked away from the first-year wizards and looked back at Mrs. Hooch and Dumbledore.
"Mrs. Huo Qi, Professor Dumbledore, you see, our team has been established, right? There are no objections to the personnel distribution, right? If there are no other problems, then the next step is to arrange a formal training plan."
Dumbledore and Mrs. Hooch exchanged glances and both breathed a sigh of relief - as long as the child doesn't hit the ball players and chasers, and there are positions like the goalkeeper who are responsible for kicking off the ball, the Quidditch game should still be safe. of.
"There's no problem."
"I think it's okay."
The two of them answered in tandem.
Naive wizards who really lack imagination, Elena raised her eyebrows in disbelief and continued.
"It just so happens that everyone from the four college Quidditch teams is here. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, let's just finalize the next training schedule and the arrangement of the training game objects. Then..."
Elena tapped her lips with her index finger and looked thoughtfully at the members of the official team surrounding the Quidditch field. Her eyes fell on the four captains standing at the front of the crowd. said.
"...I wonder which team's seniors are willing to be the first to practice and train with us?"
Almost at the same time as Elena's voice fell, Marcus Flint, Cedric Diggory, and Roger Davis all took a step back, leaving only Oliver Wood. Standing alone at the front.
"Oliver Wood? Well, yes, I know you love Quidditch so much that you will not let go of such a precious opportunity. Then the first week of training for the freshman team will be carried out with Gryffindor House. That's it. That’s settled. Then, except for the Gryffindor team and the freshman team, everyone can leave first.”
Mrs. Huo Qi raised her eyebrows, nodded with satisfaction, and said quickly.
"Uh (⊙o⊙), what kind of training..."
Wood, who was a little slow to react, looked around, with a slightly dazed look on his face - he was still thinking about the Bludger just now, so he didn't focus all his attention on Elena for the first time. .
"Come on, Oliver."
Cedric Diggory came over, patted Wood on the shoulder, and led his players out of the Quidditch pitch.
"What?" Wood was confused and tried to recall the content of the previous conversation.
"Good luck to you, thanks." Immediately afterwards, Roger Davis also came over, bumped Wood's chest with his fist, and breathed a long sigh of relief, leading the Ravenclaw players equally quickly left the field.
"Tsk tsk, you are worthy of being Gryffindor." Marcus Flint shook his head, with a rare admiration on his face, and walked away from Wood with his arms crossed and shaking.
"So, Senior Oliver... let's start training?"
Elena picked up the broom, led the first-year students to Wood, and said obediently.
Looking at the seemingly harmless little silver-haired witch in front of him, Oliver Wood's eyes slowly shrank. He finally realized what was going to happen next and swallowed involuntarily.
seem……
What scarier thing happened?
…
boom!
boom!
boom!
Two hours later, the sounds on the Quidditch pitch finally stopped.
"This year's Quidditch Cup may need to be replaced with a tombstone."
"If we die, remember to tell everyone how brave we were."
The Weasley twins dragged their brooms and walked towards the castle with miserable expressions. The two people who were energetic before were now like little pitiful people who had been ravaged by a big man. "Wood, if this year's Quidditch Academy Cup The final champion was the freshman team, which doesn’t surprise me at all. Once we failed to intercept the Bludger heading to Elena, it pretty much meant the game was over.”
The rules of Quidditch stipulate that the seeker cannot actively fly into the scoring area, cannot maliciously block the offensive trajectory of other players, cannot actively touch the Quaffle, and cannot use the bat to intercept the Bludger - but only There is no rule stating that when a Bludger actively attacks the Seeker, the Seeker cannot reach out to grab it...
————
————
The next chapter will be in a few days, so I can’t bear to leave it, Gu~(.)
Guacri~ A big chapter of three thousand words~