"Fang, I will tell you the rules of Quidditch now, and then you can participate in our training three times a week."
Wilson placed the large crate on the ground.
Fang Mu was standing next to him.
Their current location is the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts.
Hundreds of chairs are placed high in the surrounding stands, more than ten meters above the ground, so that every spectator can see everything on the court.
There are three gold poles at each end of the court, with rings on the top, one high and two low. However, the lowest one is fifty feet (about fifteen meters) high.
Wilson opened the crate and inside were four balls of various sizes.
"Although it is not easy to play, the rules of Quidditch are easy to understand. First, each team has seven people, three of whom are Chasers."
As he spoke, Wilson took out a bright red ball as big as a football.
"This ball is called the Quaffle. Chasers pass the Quaffle to each other. As long as they can pass it through a ring, they can score. Each time it passes, you will get ten points. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Fang Mu nodded.
This thing is similar to basketball, except that there are six holes in Quidditch, and there are no two points or three points. The difference is always ten points.
Wilson continued.
"In addition to the chasers, each team also has a goalkeeper. I am the goalkeeper of our team. I am responsible for flying around our ring to prevent the opponent from hitting the Quaffle into our circle.
Inside the ring.”
Fang Mu nodded again to express his understanding.
This rule is somewhat similar to football, but not exactly the same.
"These two are Bludgers."
Wilson pointed to two identical balls in the box. They were shiny black and smaller than the red Quaffle just now.
Different from the Quaffle, at first, these two balls were tightly wrapped by two iron hollow balls.
Wilson opened the hollow spheres, and Fang Mu could see their appearance clearly.
There are also straps on the surface of these two bludgers to bind them.
The two bludgers seemed to be alive, struggling desperately to escape from the leash that bound them.
"But dry explanations are meaningless. I will give you a demonstration now and let you see what these two bludgers are used for."
There was a smile on Wilson's lips, as if he thought of something happy.
"Take this."
He handed Fang Mu a short wooden stick.
"Stand back."
He reminded Fang Mu.
Then he bent down and released a bludger.
moment.
Whoosh!
The Bludger suddenly jumped into the air, then turned and hit Fang Mu straight in the face.
The speed of this bludger was very fast, and it was about to hit Fang Mu's nose, but Fang Mu gently waved the short wooden stick in his hand.
Bang!
The Bludger was immediately knocked away, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through a ring on the opposite side.
"Bingo! Ten points!"
Fang Mu smiled.
The smile on Wilson's face froze slightly. He wanted Fang Mu to make a clown, but he didn't expect that the plan failed.
Of course, this plan is not a bad plan.
It's like the 'entry ceremony' for new members of the group. On the one hand, it brings the relationship between the two parties closer, and on the other hand, it also serves to establish one's own status.
Unfortunately, Wilson's 'entry ceremony' failed.
He could only say.
"You can't score, but you have the talent to be a hitter. On the field, the Bludger will keep flying around, knocking the players off their broomsticks. So, every ball
The team will also have two batters who will specifically protect our players from being hit by Bludgers. Of course, they will sometimes hit Bludgers towards the opposing players."
"Hitting the opponent's players by the way? This is an interesting job!"
Fang Mu licked his lips. He suddenly felt that becoming a batsman might be a good choice for him?
Wilson's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt like he had discovered something.
At this moment.
Whoosh!
The Bludger flew back again.
But this time, it rushed straight towards Wilson.
Wilson didn't have a short wooden stick in his hand. Fortunately, he was prepared and dodged sideways.
Then, before the Bludger has reestablished its target, he swoops down and catches the Bludger.
Although the Bludger struggled desperately, it was still unable to break free and was bound to the box again.
"Okay, Fang, three chasers, two batters, and one goalkeeper, now do you understand their functions?"
"Understood."
Fang Mu nodded.
"Well, next, it's the last of the seven players, the Seeker! That's you! You don't have to worry about the Quaffle and the Bludger."
"Can't I also get a short wooden bat and act as a batter?"
A black line appeared on Wilson's forehead.
"No! We have dedicated batters!"
"What a shame."
Fang Mu sighed.
"Actually, I think it's okay for me to work two jobs part-time."
"Okay, Fang, you don't have to work so hard, you just need to pay attention to this!"
Wilson quickly changed the subject. He reached into the crate again and took out the fourth and final ball.
This ball is much smaller than the Quaffle and Bludger, about the size of a walnut.
It was all golden, with exquisite lines engraved on its surface. On both sides of it, there were two small silver wings that were constantly flapping.
"It's called the Golden Snitch! It's the most important of all the balls! It's hard to catch it. It flies as fast as lightning and it's impossible to catch it!"
Wilson looked at Fang Mu.
"Seeker, that is, your job is to catch it! It's hard! You have to shuttle back and forth between the Chaser, Beater, Bludger and Quaffle to catch the other team's Seeker
Grab it before hand."
"If a team's seeker catches the golden snitch, his team will win an extra 150 points... You know what this means, right? Score a goal to get ten points, but as long as you catch the golden snitch,
If you snitch, you can directly get 150 points! This almost guarantees victory! So your mission is the most important, don't worry about those Bludgers!"
"Okay, I get it."
Under Wilson's gaze, Fang Mu could only respond helplessly.
Wilson then continued.
"When the Snitch is caught, the Quidditch game ends. But if it's not caught, the game continues forever. Let me think about it, the longest record of game duration that I can remember is probably three
Months!"
"Three months? The level of their seekers is too bad!"
Fang Mu couldn't help but complain.
Wilson felt like his face was about to twitch.
Why are your concerns always different from others?