"It's unbelievable! Gryffindor, who just lost the ball, quickly served and attacked again, and it was another fast attack with everyone pressing forward!"
"The Quaffle kept passing between the players of the Gryffindor House team - Spinnet - Bell - Wood - this is really incredible - Weasley took the Bludger and forced it to change
The ball passed the path of the ball, and the ball was in Johnson's hands again..."
"The Gryffindor team was advancing rapidly on the court. The opponent was unable to resist the coordinated attack of so many people. I dare say they had never seen this kind of play in their time - OK! Another extremely simple pass.
, Spinnet is now facing an empty goal - the ball has been scored! 70 to 30, Gryffindor is still expanding the lead gap - "
Lee Jordan's voice echoed across the Quidditch pitch, but it still couldn't cover up Wood's terrifying roar above.
"Return to defense! Return to defense! Quickly return to the half court - block their route!"
Spinnet, who had just completed his attack, quickly pulled up his broom and stared at the arrogant former Ravenclaw Champion Chaser, surrounding him like a flame, blocking all his more comfortable catches.
angle.
On the other side, Wood has retreated to the back of the midfield and began to organize a defensive counterattack.
The little wizards at Hogwarts have never seen such a wonderful Quidditch match, and the Quaffle never seems to stop.
Whether it's the Quaffle changing hands, or multiple steals targeting the opponent's players... From the beginning of the game, Gryffindor's overall offense and defense seemed to be a never-ending wave, working tirelessly to hit the "All-Stars" at the highest speed.
The defense line of the representative team.
Many times, Lee Jordan only had time to announce the names of the Gryffindor players before the situation changed.
"Pass the ball! Gerald! Pass the ball! Damn it! You bastard!"
Charlie hovered in the air, keeping an eye on Harry Potter's position while shouting angrily.
Obviously, the Gryffindor team is well prepared this time. They seem to be sure that the "All-Star Team" will not choose to pass the ball and pull the ball at the first time. Every time someone holds the ball, they will at least have to face it.
Steals and interceptions by more than two or three players.
Under such high-intensity pressing, when the "All-Stars" are forced to pass the ball, the success rate is usually less than 30%.
On the offensive end, the Quaffle is like a hot fireball that never stays in a player's hands for too long.
Unlike any previous Quidditch game, the Gryffindor House team does not pursue complex passing coordination or personal skills to create offensive openings. Instead, it keeps the ball in motion as much as possible and uses speed to attack the opponent.
The defense breaks down the defense before it is in position, and does not miss any opportunity to attack the three opposing rings.
In less than five minutes, this dizzying and crazy attack completely ignited the enthusiasm of the audience in the stands.
Compared with the unprepared "star players", the Gryffindor players, who attack at high speed and cleanly, with ferocious and indifferent expressions, like flames under the glacier, look more like the real kings of the sky, and the most important thing is...
…
"Their physical strength has begun to decline, and the score gap will only widen further..."
In the Gryffindor stands, Draven put down the telescope in his hand and commented with great certainty.
As the top professional player in the Quidditch League, Delevingne is much more sensitive to the speed changes of both sides on the court than the little wizards. He can clearly sense the tilt direction of the balance of the game in such a high-intensity process.
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"Well, Gryffindor players can be said to have the most intense training in terms of physical strength."
Elena nodded slightly, raised her head and looked at the sky, and said with satisfaction.
"The core key of this tactic is to fly, fly tirelessly, break through, attack, wear down, and tire out the opponent. This can only be done through high-frequency movement and passing. The time requirement I give them for each round of attack is -
4 seconds. If their broom performance is better, maybe this time can be reduced to about 2 seconds."
"In a regular Quidditch match, most of the physical strength of the goalkeepers and batters is overflowing. If they are allowed to take on part of the offensive tasks, thus forming a 6V3 pattern, it will instantly break the balance of the field..."
[Fly and Gun] - This is Elena's name for this tactic.
In essence, it is actually derived from the "run and gun tactic" that has not become popular in the NBA today.
This idea of using high-speed and smooth rotation as the main tactical feature, emphasizing the speed of offense and defense transitions at the expense of part of the half-court offensive and defensive capabilities. The debut on the Quidditch field perfectly verified Elena's guess.
Compared with basketball, which has limited movement speed, aerial attack and defense can bring out the charm of this tactic to a greater extent.
"However, this tactic has two fatal flaws..."
Draven said thoughtfully while taking notes in his notebook.
"First of all, the offensive side must not be at a disadvantage in terms of broom configuration - otherwise the opponent can spend less energy and defend faster, which will lead to a long tug-of-war. Secondly..."
He looked past the fiery red figures flying in the stadium and towards the higher sky.
"In the Seeker's counterattack, the gap cannot be too great."
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"Oh, Roger lost the ball again when faced with the interception of three Gryffindor girls...The ball now returns to Gryffindor, Bell-Spinnet-Bell-it took less than a minute.
In minutes, Gryffindor has already attacked six times!"
"Gerald started to get anxious. He was asking for the ball, but no one paid attention to him——"
Charlie Weasley passed quickly across from Gerald, looking for golden flashes around him. Harry Potter was chasing after him. He was undoubtedly a very good seeker - Harry kept asking
Crossing in front of him constantly forced Charlie to change directions and divert his attention, making it difficult for Charlie to concentrate on searching for the snitch.
Ten minutes after the game started, Charlie no longer had any hope for the other players.
Under the pressure of the Gryffindor team, the score gap will only get wider and wider.
As the seekers of the "Master of Magic Students" team, there is only one way for them to win: find the Golden Snitch before the score difference widens to more than 150 points, and complete the final reversal through a 150-point reward.
"Well done, just keep watching Charlie and Harry!"
Wood shouted, as he quickly passed by Charlie and blocked Gerald's receiving position.
"Gryffindor is now leading 130 to 50. Before the start of this game, no one expected this result! Charlie must hurry up, there is not much time left for them - but he must first find a way
Get rid of Porter. The 'All-Star Team' formation is in complete chaos, and all he can rely on now is himself..."
Charlie urged the broom to speed up, trying hard to ignore the distracting voice of commentary below.
Everyone in the Gryffindor team became extremely unfamiliar at this moment. Charlie could clearly see the suppressed anger in the eyes of the familiar little guys. The anger seemed to be fed back to their broomsticks, making them fly.
Go faster.
Gerald's cursing voice echoed in the half, and after losing the ball continuously, the team began to fight among themselves.
However, as the captain, Charlie is no longer in the mood to appease and coordinate the atmosphere. He just wants to end the game quickly, and then return to the Gryffindor lounge to ask everyone what happened and why...
Wood's stubborn, terrifying gaze like a wounded beast once again appeared in Charlie's mind.
At this moment, Charlie saw the Golden Snitch approaching the ground and passing quickly near a baffle.
He rushed down quickly, and Harry would chase him no matter what he saw. Charlie sped up and calmly looked at the enlarging ground: rapid dives were his specialty, and he planned to finish off the Potter behind him first.
.
While playing for the Gryffindor House team, he used this trick to win too many games for Gryffindor.
boom!
A Bludger suddenly appeared, forcing Charlie to deflect the broom.
But Fred appeared on Charlie's right side, blocking his ability to change direction, so that Charlie had to make even greater rolling and stretching movements in order to barely avoid the rapidly approaching, whirring wanderer.
ball.
"Get out of the way, George! Don't make me knock you off your broom—"
Charlie yelled, looking at his brother who was changing his angle at the same time like a dog-skin plaster.
This is simply crazy. If they continue to fly at the current angle, he may be able to pull himself up before falling, but based on Charlie's understanding of his brother, there is a high probability that 'George' will hit the ground, or even if he doesn't, he will be swimming.
The ball hit.
As batters, they mostly have to let go of the broom when hitting high-speed Bludgers, but then they can't turn.
"Oh, really? It's a pity that I'm not George..."
Fred turned his head and looked at Charlie, grinning and sneered.
Immediately afterwards, he let go of the broom with both hands, took out the bat, took the initiative to face the Bludger that followed them, hit Charlie Weasley who was flying side by side with all his strength, and then gritted his teeth and crashed into
to the ground.
boom!
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
Fred hit the Quidditch pitch hard.
Unfortunately, his last "suicide" Bludger attack did not work. At the last moment, Charlie nimbly leaned down, picked up the broom with both hands and rolled around, narrowly avoiding the oncoming ball.
Bludgers coming.
Before Charlie could stabilize his broom again, Mrs. Hooch's whistle blew.
Harry, who was following him, turned around half an inch above the ground, a pair of small golden wings struggling in the gap between Harry's raised fists - the game was over, Gryffin
Multiple teams caught the Golden Snitch.
The cheers of the Gryffindor students instantly overwhelmed the voice of Lee Jordan's microphone.
After a brief pause, warm applause erupted from most of the stands in Hogwarts.
This Quidditch match was really exciting. The Gryffindor House team's high-frequency, extremely smooth and crazy attacks impressed all the spectators without distinction. Even the Slytherin House stands had a lot of people at this time.
Less applause and cheers.
Of course, part of the reason may also be due to the defeat of legendary Charlie.
However, Charlie Weasley was not in the mood to care more.
Before the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Charlie had already jumped off the broom and hurriedly ran towards Fred, who was curled up in a ball on the ground, with worry and anger written on his face.
"Fred, are you okay... You guy, why are you so--"
Charlie looked at Fred, and his reproachful words turned into panicked shouts before he could even utter them.
"Professor! Oh, my God, come here and help me, Fred's arm—"
"Aha -" Fred grinned and said vaguely, "We won, Charlie, don't worry...this minor injury is nothing compared to Miss Elena's Quaffle.
...You suggest that you'd better apologize to Wood first..."
Fred tried hard to sit up, but his arms hurt too much and his shoulders felt like burning pain.
"Sorry, I don't understand, what are you talking about?"
Charlie frowned and said in confusion, taking out his wand and shaking it nervously from side to side.
As a fan of magical animals and a fire dragon researcher, most of the spells and potions that Charlie mastered were aimed at magical animals. As for healing magic and injury treatment, this was completely outside the category of magic he was familiar with.
"Sorry, please give way..."
A polite, crisp and cute voice came from behind Charlie.
He turned around and happened to see Elena jumping off the broom. Different from the common simple brooms, the top of the broom she was riding was decorated with many silver stars, which reminded Charlie of gold.
Ni's bedroom ceiling.
"Fred's arm may be broken, we need to take him to the campus hospital-"
"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury."
Elena said with a smile, stretched out her palm and gently pressed Fred's somewhat twisted arm.
"Wyrd(cure)——"
"As for apologizing, that's not necessary... I should be the one who should apologize..."
Elena explained casually while checking the recovery of Fred's arm.
"In order to stimulate the fighting spirit of Gryffindor House, I collected some small materials before the game. However, considering that Charlie, your character may not help you talk trash, so I created some content based on slight processing... But don't worry