Hogwarts on the Tip of the Tongue

　　 For an unprecedented, Elena did not choose to sit at the Hufflepuff table for breakfast today.

After being separated from Hannah, Luna and others at the entrance of the auditorium, Elena and Hermione, dressed in bright golden red Gryffindor robe, came to the Gryffindor table and sat down, began to eat breakfast and talk about today’s coming Two games to be played.攫欝攫

　　 "The Hufflepuffs are not that easy to deal with, Hermione." Elena squeezed the mashed potatoes, feeling the starch faint on the tip of her tongue.

　　 "Don't worry, we are the most flexible team in the school, besides..."

　　 Hermione glanced at Elena and said confidently, "We still have Luna on our side, luck belongs to us."

After more than two months of training, the freshman team has long been no longer the improvised bottom team in terms of running-in and skills. From the simulation of the training game, Hermione is at least 30% Be sure to beat the academy team.

　　 "Lucky? In the face of absolute power gap, luck may not be so useful..."

　　 Elena shrugged noncommittal. Of course she knew what Hermione's confidence was.

But it turns out that Luna’s luck is not omnipotent—not so much luck, as she is more keen on insight and perception than other wizards, but just as before directly confronting Charlie, Luna will be completely Limit live.

　　 However, after two months of training, the freshman team should have carried out some intensive exercises in this regard.

　　 "Don't worry about us, you should consider Gryffindor first—"

　　 Hermione raised her eyebrows, glared at the white-haired dumpling next to her, and said worriedly.

"Are you really going to play in the game in a while? It is made up of all previous Hogwarts champions, the true All-Star team, and you saw the strength of each of them that day, if you didn't... …"

　　 "I can only play once, Hermione."

　　 Elena picked up the browned toast slices, took a bite, and replied quite seriously.

"Any team wants to win this year's championship, they must have the ability to win the'All-Star Team' at least once, and the Gryffindor Academy is no exception. If they can't beat each other by their own strength, it means They are not qualified to compete for the Quidditch Cup... and on the other hand, the'All-Star Team' is really not as invincible as you think..." 巘戅戅

　　 She turned her head, looked at Wood who was sitting not far away, and said with a smile.

　　 "Is it, Captain Mu? I advise you to eat more. The game will be quite intense later."

　　 "The opposite is Charlie Weasley..." Wood said, and he was too nervous to eat anything.

"Don't worry, Oliver," Fred patted him on the shoulder, and comforted, "In the Weasley Cup at the Burrow, George and I beat the team led by Charlie more than once, you say Isn't it, George—huh?"

　　 Fred, who didn't get a response from his twin brother, froze for half a second, then turned his head a little strangely.

　　 I saw George Weasley's gaze staying at the doorway, his eyes a little straight, as if he saw some beautiful woman.

　　 "Hey, man, how are you—"

　　 Fred turned around in confusion, glanced over the entrance of the auditorium inadvertently, and was stunned.

"Wait, my god-isn't it? That's the national team?! The one behind is a member of the Irish team! I saw them on the poster, my god, and the captain of Tornado and Hornets... what……"

　　 In fact, there are not many people who suddenly fell into sluggishness like George, and many little wizards looked at the door in a daze.

　　 Dozens of burly and tall wizards in various Quidditch robes are walking into the auditorium talking and laughing.

　　 Dimitrov, Quigley, Malet... At least half of the stars of the Quidditch Pro League team came.

　　 As they appeared at the gate of the Hogwarts Auditorium, the conversation in the auditorium was silent for two or three seconds, and then bounced more violently. Excited, curious, and unbelievable discussions echoed in the air.

　　 "So I said, Delevingne, you should go back to school more..."

　　 Madam Hooch smiled and looked at the Hornets main chaser next to her, and pointed to the excited students in the auditorium.

"At least occasionally come back to teach children to play Quidditch. Compared to ordinary players like me who have retired for a long time, they obviously like and admire star players like you. Of course, don’t teach them dangerous skills, otherwise don’t blame me. You drive out."

　　 "It may not work recently. The Quidditch World Cup qualifiers are about to begin. Coach Dunn’s training is very intense..."

　　 Delevingne sighed with a sad face. Since the tactical coach arrived at the Jurassic Stadium, training has been hell.

Of course, compared to the time when the tactical coach was there, Coach Brandon Dunn is still a lot more benevolent during this time, and he was able to get tickets for the Hogwarts Quidditch game with magical powers. It surprised many players.

　　Due to the consideration of a closed teaching environment, generally speaking, graduates are not allowed to return to Hogwarts Castle.

Even if it is like Mrs. Hooch’s open class invitation, it still needs to be approved by the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts school board. Therefore, before so many cumbersome regulations, most wizards have chosen to save trouble without exception. Declined.

　　 Of course, the invitation to watch the game now is another matter.

　　 If you can go to school to watch a football game every week, it would be really enjoyable for them Quidditch lovers.

　　 Not to mention, since last year, the dishes in the Hogwarts kitchen have been recognized by the magic world...

　　 "Mr. Delevingne, can you sign a name for me?"

　　 Just then, a very nervous voice interrupted Delevingne's thoughts.

　　 I saw a little red-haired wizard standing in front of him with a pencil and notebook, eyes full of expectation.

　　 "Signature? Of course, what's your name..." Goafoto.com 厺厽

　　 "Luo, Ron, Ron Weasley, I'm a backup goalkeeper for Gryffindor Academy."

　　 "Okay, Mr. Weasley, I hope I can meet you on the court in the future."

　　 Delevingne took the pen and paper with a smile, and wrote his signature in the notebook a little strangely.

　　攫欝攫. Unlike those stars in the non-magical world, most Quidditch stars have no airs.

Although there is a professional system such as the Quidditch League in the magical world, due to the lack of a fixed commercial home field, as well as corresponding event broadcasts, fan meetings and other commercial activities, even if it is the leading star of the Hornets and the England national team like Delevingne The main chaser does not usually have much experience in signing on-site, which is a pleasant surprise to him.

　　 However, Delevingne quickly realized the pressure after the surprise.

　　巘戅啃书居戅. As Ron succeeded in getting his signature, the students in the auditorium seemed to have turned on a switch, and gathered around their favorite Quidditch stars to ask for signatures. The sudden crowd almost overwhelmed them in an instant.

　　 Fortunately, since today is Quidditch day, most of the students did not bring their school bags into the auditorium.

Therefore, under the scolding of Mrs. Hooch, after Delevingne and the others signed dozens of signatures at the door, they were finally able to cross the flow of people and walk towards the designated dining area on the "audience ticket" in their hands-Hogg Watts did not set up guest seats this time. Today, all the guests who visited Hogwarts had three meals scattered among the colleges.

　　 "Audience partition, Gryffindor—"

　　 Delevingne looked at the guidance on the "ticket" in his hand with a subtle expression.

As a graduate of Slytherin College, Delevingne never thought that when he went back to school for the first time, he would actually have a meal with his old rivals Gryffindor, but those are all small conflicts of the past. ,and……

　　 Delevingne's gaze fell on the side of the table not far away, with some emotion and sorrow.

The little red-haired wizard was waving at him excitedly at this time. The news that foreign guests will be seated at the tables of the colleges has spread among the students, and everyone is looking at the guests excitedly, hoping that they will sit down. On my own side. .

　　 Ron Weasley, I didn’t expect that the first person to sign him was actually a member of the Gryffindor team.

　　 Delevingne smiled and nodded to Ron, and strode over.

　　 "Today's first game is your academy team, how about it, are you confident?"

The Hornets’ main chaser sat down in the empty seat beside Ron with a grin, skillfully grabbed a piece of toast, rubbed butter on it, and looked curiously at the little wizards sitting around him. Asked casually.

　　 "If I guessed correctly, you are all members of the academy, right? I heard that your opponent was very strong in the first game?"

　　Different from the rest of the Gryffindor table, students in this area have a broom under their chairs.

　　 Obviously, there is a high probability that this is the dining area of ​​the Gryffindor Academy team.

And the reason why Delevingne came here, instead of going to the other side where there are more girls, is the reason why Quidditch is interesting for the noisy little girls, and the girls at Gryffindor College are best Don't mess with it.

　　 "All-star team, I didn't expect that such a team would really appear at Hogwarts..."

　　 Delevingne looked at the "Guide to Watching Games" in his hand over and over, exclaiming.

Compared to when he was in school, Hogwarts today is obviously much more exciting and fun. Quidditch champions from the four colleges form a team, freshmen mix and match to form a team, Ravenclaw retires... …Not to mention that these things appeared together in the past, even if they appear randomly, it is enough to become the focus of discussion at Hogwarts for several years.

　　 "It's okay, in order to beat the All-Star team, we conducted very hard training——"

　　 Oliver Wood took a deep breath, tried to overcome the tension, and replied in a deep voice.

"Training? Or six guarantees and one? I remember that Gryffindor had always played this way when I was in school. It's not that this style of play is not good. After all, the Bulgarian national team plays like this, but it relies too much on finding the ball. Hands..."

　　厺厽啃书居kenshuju.com厺厽. Delevingne grinned, shook his head and looked at Wood, blocking out what he wanted to say.

"Seekers are indeed a very important link, but if the tactics are too fixed, once you can't get a crushing advantage in this position, it will cause the entire team to collapse... You know, if some of you want to If you want to take Quidditch as a career, then you have to be more flexible, and of course there will be a coach to teach you this."

　　 "We also have a coach, Mr. Delevingne, she—"

　　 Fred's sight crossed the main chaser of the England national team, glanced to the side, and said quickly.

"Coach? Is it a student? Hey, in the school... it’s okay to accumulate some experience, but if someone tells me how to fly when I’m in school, I’ll never listen. Hogwarts can fly. People are all in the sky..."

　　 Delevingne waved his hand nonchalantly, took a glass of iced milk and took a sip, the **** said mysteriously.

　　 "Of course there are exceptions. For example, we have two coaches, but this is a secret weapon that only our national team has."

　　 "Two coaches? Besides Mr. Brandon Dunn, is there another one?!"

　　 Ron turned sideways curiously and looked at Draven in surprise.

As a Quidditch fanatic, he can be said to be familiar with the members of his country’s national team, but in his impression, the England national team should only be the coach of the former champion, Brandon Dunn. .

　　 "Oh, of course, but she is a tactical coach-and..."

　　 Delevingne raised his eyebrows, shook his body uncomfortably, lowered his voice, and said softly.

"Have you heard of the flying devil? This kind of thing really exists. If you are lucky enough to enter the national team, or if we have a chance to enter the global finals through the qualifiers this year, you may have a chance to see her—but To be honest, that's the real tactical coach. Apart from that one, I don't endorse any so-called coaches."

　　 "In fact, our coach is also very scary..." George's lips moved, making a mosquito noise.

　　 "Ha, what terrible devil coach can there be in the school? You have seen too few scenes."

　　 Delevingne chuckled, shook his head, and shook his fingers disdainfully.

　　攫欝攫. Snapped.

　　 Happiness.

　　 Before Delevingne could finish speaking, he felt as if someone had patted his arm with a notebook.

　　 The rest of the light swept past, it seemed to be a stack of white, brand-new notebooks.

　　 "Oh, kid, you can only sign one copy per person—"

Delevingne smiled and said, picking up Ron’s pen on the desk and was about to take over the book and start signing. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com after the wave of large-scale signature practice at the door, he This behavior has gradually become familiar.

　　 "Well, after you write your name in your own book, can you assign the remaining credits to other players, okay?"

　　 At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang in Draven's ear.

　　 to... other players?

　　Are the little guys now so rude?

　　 Delevingne was taken aback for a moment, frowned and turned his head to say something, his expression suddenly dull.

　　 "Uh, uh...ka, coach Kaslana?!"

　　 "Good morning, Delevingne, I haven't seen you for almost two months."

　　 Elena greeted him casually, and the notebook in her hand patted Draven's angular arm muscles again.

"This is a tactical notebook. You are not here at Hogwarts on holiday. Tell everyone, carefully study and record the two games in a while, and write everything in the notebook as much as possible. Come down..."

　　 "Okay, if everyone has finished eating, get ready to go."

　　厺厽品书网 vodtw.org 厺厽. Elena stood up and looked around the Gryffindor players who were still in shock.

　　 "It's almost time to go to the locker room to prepare, and I will arrange tactics one last time..."

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