Chapter 60 Success is considered a success if not injured
Hufflepuff dressing room,
Rolf put on his Quidditch uniform with a black background and gold rim, and said hello to all the senior players in the team. Everyone also chatted enthusiastically with the first-year wizard.
The Hufflepuff Quidditch team has a harmonious atmosphere. Even the captain, Truman, has no airs or temper and often teaches young players experience attentively.
It's different in Slytherin, where the veterans like to order the newcomers to carry their bags, and there may even be incidents of bullying.
Captain Truman raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down. He cleared his throat and said:
"Everyone knows that Cedric won't be able to play, and Rolf is coming in as a temporary help. He's still a new guy, so please encourage him."
The team members applauded, and Chaser Cadwallader whistled and shouted, "Say a few words."
Luofu lifted the broom lightly and said concisely: "It will be considered a success if you don't get hurt."
"Yes, everyone should be careful about the Slytherin team!" Captain Truman said seriously: "They don't care about football ethics, so don't be careless!!"
Truman stretched out his hand, and the team members folded their hands on it, with Rolf on top. Everyone shouted in unison:
"Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff!!"
Truman was the first to push open the door to the locker room and strode towards the Quidditch pitch. Everyone followed behind. Rolf was at the back carrying his broom.
The locker room was extremely quiet, but when he entered the stadium, it was as if the mute button had been cancelled, and the entire audience burst into roaring cheers that seemed to pierce the eardrums.
The auditorium turned into a sea of black and gold for Hufflepuff. Slytherin was outraged, only a quarter of the auditorium was in snake green, huddled in a corner.
When the Slytherin Quidditch team appeared, the audience booed loudly, and some students threw water bottles at them.
Wearing a green ornament on his chest, Snape stood in front of the Slytherin auditorium with a look of disdain on his face. Whether he can win the game depends on force...ah, strength!
It’s not about who has more supporters.
Although he doesn't play Quidditch and doesn't have much actual combat experience, it doesn't stop him from holding a tactical board and explaining tactics to captain Flint. If he could bring a headset, Snape would want to micromanage.
Mrs. Hooch was squatting in the middle of the playing field. She was packing a big box and taking out Quaffles and Bludgers.
The late autumn sun hung high in the sky, and the sunshine shone warmly on Luo Fu. The young man stretched out his right hand to cover his forehead.
"Rolf..." Captain Truman whispered: "I forgot to ask, what model of modified broomstick is yours? Nimbus 1700 or Sweep Six Star?"
Rowe held the broomstick and said with a smile: "Comet 220."
"Are you kidding?" Xia Bi, the chaser on the side, said in astonishment: "This broom has been discontinued for many years. It seems to be older than me?"
Luofu tilted his head and said: "My birthday gift when I was two years old has become sentimental and I don't want to throw it away."
"..."
Truman scratched his scalp and said, "Can we still ask Mrs. Hooch to replace the broom? Bring Cedric's one."
"The game starts in two minutes, I'm afraid not, captain!" Chaser Cadwallader said.
"Okay, Rolf, you don't have any special tactics today, just use the... characteristics of your broom!" Truman sighed, hoping not to be too massacred by Slytherin today.
Luo Fu understood immediately that the captain meant xjb's random tactics!
Mrs. Huo Qi waved her hand to signal the players from both teams to come closer. She said sternly:
"Listen, I hope everyone will participate in the competition fairly and honestly, and there will be no more malicious incidents."
Madam Hooch glared at the Slytherin team, which was her main target today.
Flint, the captain of Slytherin, looked at Rolf and made a motion of slitting his throat. The dean had just told him to let this kid feel what it means to be... tough.
"Everyone get on the broomsticks." Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle.
Fifteen flying broomsticks rose from the ground.
Luofu flew into the sky unhurriedly, and when he was ten meters above the ground, he stopped for a moment and lowered his head to look down at the audience.
All the students had become smaller, and when they walked around the Ravenclaw auditorium, they could still see Hermione and Shirley sitting together, waving the flag they had just made, which read:
Scamander, go, go!
"We just got the news." Commentator Lee Jordan's voice sounded on the field, "Hufflepuff's Seeker Diggory got food poisoning and was temporarily replaced."
"As a team with a bad record, I have reason to suspect that this poisoning incident is inseparable from Slytherin. They should not be playing here, but should be thrown into Azkaban, these cowards...
"
"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall shouted, "Explain the game."
"I'm sorry, Professor..." Li said quickly: "Hufflepuff replaced Scamander. I believe everyone is still impressed by him. In the last game, he waved a towel on the sidelines..."
"Wait a minute, I got Mrs. Huo Qi's list. The broom reported by Scamander is Comet 220." Li's huge voice sounded on the field, and he said in disbelief:
"Merlin's Beard is an antique that's older than me. No wonder he's so slow. Even the broom my grandma rides is faster than him!"
All the students noticed that Rolf was the slowest, like an old tractor mixed in a bunch of high-performance sports cars.
On the Quidditch pitch, for a seeker, speed is everything. Even if you spot the Golden Snitch first, if you are not fast enough, you may be beaten by your opponent.
"Be careful, Scamander, Flint is flying towards you, this despicable guy..." Li reminded loudly.
Everyone covered their mouths and screamed. Flint was flying towards Rove at an extremely fast speed. At Rove's speed, there was no time to dodge.
"Rookie, ride your fire stick and go home." Flint shouted excitedly. He was about to knock Scamander down, and then say condescendingly:
Fuck Quidditch Dreams!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Rolf turned his head and looked at Flint, who was flying quickly. The boy's mind moved, and the broom no longer moved forward in a straight line, but tilted upward, and accelerated instantly
Moved away to avoid the fierce collision.
At the same time, it sank back down, and the broom hit Flint's back. Flint was caught off guard, and was knocked off the broom. He spun twice in the air before falling to the ground, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Two and a half turns in the air, beautiful!" Li shouted loudly: "A perfect fall to the ground, the dust raised is like a blooming flower. If this was a diving move, I would give Flint ten points!"
This incident made all the students speechless in surprise. They thought it was Rolf who fell to the ground, but unexpectedly he turned into Flint.
"Are you alive?" Rolf rode his broom and approached Flint. He seemed a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "Why are you so careless?"
Flint stood up and gritted his teeth and said: "Mrs. Hooch, he just hit me with the broom! This is a flagrant foul!!"
Mrs. Hooch shook her head, because in her vision, it was more like Scamander suddenly accelerated to avoid Flint. Flint was too fast and suddenly slowed down and was thrown out.
"Scamander, there's no foul. Get up quickly!" Mrs. Huo Qi said coldly. "Otherwise, I'll give you a yellow card!"
Flint got back on the broom, stared at Rove, and said harshly: "Just wait!"
With an innocent look on his face, Rolf slowly circled in the sky again, looking for the Golden Snitch, as if it was just a coincidence that he had just accelerated to avoid Flint.
"Hufflepuff's chaser Cadwallader caught the ball, quickly advanced to the frontcourt, and passed it to Truman, who was running wildly in the middle.
Truman brought the ball to the frontcourt to play a pick-and-roll. He moved sideways with the ball and 70 degrees to the right, attracting Slytherin's batter Derek to switch defense. Truman passed the ball back to Cadwallader.
Derek's pursuit resulted in a double-team. Truman got an open space and he received the pass. Slytherin's goalkeeper Miles Blige did not defend closely and watched Truman rush...
Ten points for Hufflepuff!!”
The whole audience cheered, and Hufflepuff cooperated tacitly and scored the first goal.
"Slytherin's beater Bol hit the Bludger, and the Bludger flew towards Scamander." Lee reminded again.
Rolf controlled the broom and moved sideways to the right to avoid the Bludger. He caught a glimpse of Derek flying over from the corner of his eye. He had a sinister smile on his face and waved the bat in his hand.
It looks like it's hitting the Bludger, but it's actually hitting Rove's back.
Rolf's body suddenly leaned back, and with extremely amazing flexibility, he pressed against the broomstick. At the same time, he raised his arm slightly and swung his elbow to hit Derek in the abdomen.
Derek felt like he was about to vomit gall and fell off the broomstick.
"Derek's movements were sonorous and powerful. He spun twice in the air and fell to the ground on his back..." Li joked loudly.
"As we all know, falling on the back can stir up violent dust, but it is extremely dangerous. Derek's choice of this action must come from his daily hard training..."
Slytherin protested, but there was still a blind spot in the field of vision. Mrs. Hooch only saw Rolf leaning back to avoid the bat. She gave Slytherin a foul and let Hufflepuff take a free throw.
Devalad was very close, and he could see clearly. The young man flew to Truman's side, swallowed his saliva and said: "Captain, what was Rolf talking about in the locker room just now?"
"If you don't get hurt...it's considered a success!"
Devalad said in a dry voice:
"What he won't say is that if Slytherin doesn't get hurt, it counts as a success, right?"