Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 70 Tired players

  Sunday morning, the weather was fine.

   Albert was sitting in the auditorium eating, humming an unknown song, and putting the cut black pudding into his mouth with a fork.

  Shela flapped her wings, landed between the salad and the sugar bowl, and placed a thick letter within Albert's reach.

"Thank you." Albert moved away the plates of food around him, reached out and stroked Sheila's back, took out owl nuts from his pocket and placed them in front of Shela, then picked up the envelope and opened it, which contained Lu A letter from Jack, a letter from Herb and Daisy, and a letter from Nia, with a photo in the envelope of Nia blowing bubbles with Blowbubble Super Bubblegum.

   "What are you looking at?" Alia came over and sat down opposite and asked curiously.

   "A letter from home." Albert folded the letter and put it in his pocket. After eating the nuts, Sheila flew back to the owl hut to rest.

"By the way, Albert, are you going to practice on the court this morning?" Angelina also came over, sat down next to Alia, and continued: "Charlie said that there is Quidditch training this morning. Well, He asked me to tell you that it doesn't matter if you can't become an official player for the time being, the team also needs substitute players."

   "Oh, it seems that I have no reason to refuse." Albert nodded and said: "After I finish eating, I will wake up Fred and the others."

   "Don't...we're already up." Fred stretched out his hand to cover a long yawn, and greeted everyone: "Good morning everyone."

"Good morning."

   "Good morning, Albert." Charlie followed behind the three of George and greeted him with a smile.

   "You don't know, Charlie is possessed by the devil, how could he start training so early in the morning." George secretly made a face at Albert.

  Charlie sat down beside him and asked, "Go together later?"

"OK."

   "Charlie, it's only seven o'clock." A well-built young man couldn't help complaining, "Are you sure we start training now."

"Early bird gets the worm."

   "Isn't it good to eat meat?" Lee Jordan sat down on the other side of Albert, put two slices of fried meat on his plate, took a bite, and muttered, "What's so good about bugs?"

  Albert quickly covered his mouth with his hand to avoid spraying the food in his mouth.

   "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Lee Jordan looked at Albert suspiciously, blinked and asked puzzledly.

"nothing."

"Ahem, this is Wood, our goalkeeper." Charlie patted a young man beside him and introduced, "Fred and George, my younger brothers. This is Albert, you didn't see him last time He flies on a broomstick, he is a genius. You will never believe that Albert is riding a broomstick for the first time, light... agile..."

  Albert turned his head, although others were bragging about him, but for some reason he always felt embarrassed, especially when everyone around him looked over.

  Angelina was smiling, mouth open, and said silently: I didn't expect you to be so good!

   "Ahem." Albert coughed lightly, interrupted Charlie and asked, "What if we don't have a broom?"

   "I have already explained to Professor Huo Qi that I asked the school to borrow a few old brooms for you to use." Charlie did not forget to remind, "Of course, don't expect the brooms to be very useful."

  After breakfast, everyone left the castle in groups, walked across the dewy grass, and walked along the grass **** to the court.

   Along the way, Charlie was introducing old Gryffindor Quidditch players to several newcomers to Albert.

  Gryffindor's Quidditch team consists of six men and one woman. Everyone gets along well. It is said that the two batters are still lovers.

  Charlie pointed to the only girl among the official players and said, "This is Irene, the violent hitter."

Eileen is a lovely girl, not superficially as violent as Charlie's words, she smiled at everyone and introduced: "Mark and I are the batsmen in the team, this year is our Hogwarts It's the last year, and don't listen to Charlie, I'm not violent at all."

   "Hehe... I haven't forgotten who was holding the bat last time and knocked that so-and-so off the broom, and was directly suspended by Professor Huo Qi, causing us to lose the game last semester."

   "No way, it was just an accident. I just tried a little harder, but I didn't expect to accidentally hit his leg..."

   "You almost broke someone else's bone." Charlie complained feebly, "Otherwise, Professor Hooch would have banned you directly."

   "There is still a big difference between a broken bone and an almost broken bone." Irene couldn't help protesting, "Besides, he was the one who wanted to knock me off the broom first."

   "Hmph." Charlie snorted at this, but he didn't forget the conflict between the two, and continued: "The one next to Erin is her boyfriend, the insidious Mark."

   "Hey, Charlie, when did I become insidious." Mark coughed lightly, and reached out to shake Albert's hand, "Don't listen to his nonsense. By the way, the somewhat dull Wood next to him is the team's goalkeeper."

   "I'm so dull." Wood couldn't help protesting.

"In the second game against Ravenclaw last semester, you just stood there blankly, and missed a few ghost balls, like a log, and said you were not staying." Mark used it skillfully. Wood to divert everyone's attention.

   "Ahem, at that time..." Wood coughed lightly, "At that time...I was just watching you bump someone's cheek with your elbow, okay?"

   "Is there? Well, it was just an accident, even Professor Hooch thinks so."

Accident?

   Several others scoffed at this.

   "Okay, who made that guy Kula be so stinky, with an expression that he's determined to eat us." Mark said with an unhappy face. "Besides, at that height, he just fell a little bit. I remember the last time the Slytherin hitter went too far. He hit the Hufflepuff Seeker with a blow to his nose. That **** was just I was warned once, not lightly but not seriously."

  Albert was a little dumbfounded, is this still the Quidditch I know?

   This is actually violent Quidditch!

   "Charlie, has Quidditch ever died?" Albert asked cautiously.

"Basically none, mostly serious injuries, and usually can be treated in time." Charlie realized that the words were wrong, and quickly changed the subject: "Then, these are our three Chasers, Mario, Danny, Jack .”

   "It's an acrobatic trio," Erin added.

   "Don't call us an acrobatic trio." The three complained in unison, "And don't think we can't hear what you're saying."

   "If you don't mess around, our chances of winning last semester would have increased by at least 20%." Charlie felt a little tired. He had just taken over the position of Quidditch captain, and he hoped to make some achievements.

  (end of this chapter)