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 a hundred points with Gryffindor. You must know that even if you win the Golden Snitch, it will only increase by one hundred and fifty points.
However, Wood, who has seen Ivan's flying and pitching skills, is very confident to bring the score back!
They are now the complete, invincible Gryffindor team!
It's also time to let those **** 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 was in a trance, and always took a short run during training, so that when the Snitch flew directly in front of him, he didn't notice it.
"Stop, stop all!" Wood quickly yelled to stop training, looked at Harry, and said very angry.
"Harry! What the **** 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 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 training restarted. As one of the two cores of the new tactic, Ivan was under a lot of pressure.
Because Wood’s goal was to score fifteen goals in an hour!
This means scoring a goal in an average of four minutes...
What Ivan did not expect was that Wood also greeted others to form a blocking team, trying to prevent him from scoring.
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 did not score 15 goals in an hour, he would 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 together to defend.
"Ivan's Firebolt is so fast, like lightning! How can we catch up?"
"Yes! Hals's flying skills are also very good. It's normal that we can't stop it, and those Slytherins can't stop it!"
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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 ignored their protests, 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.
Just want to set a very high goal, 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, saying that next time, it is best to keep up and try 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 period of 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...)