Chapter 629 The First Show of the Red-Haired Girl

It is not uncommon for student players to make professional-level moves in a school competition, such as Hogwarts' magical Seeker, Harry's father James Potter, and Durmstrang's Outstanding student and current Seeker of the Bulgarian national team Victor Krum.

Another example is the "score-splitting madman" Maca McLean who has no nostalgia for the Quidditch pitch, but his name is still handed down among the Hogwarts four courtyard teams to this day.

However, at least during this season of the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup, no one expected such players to appear on the field. Even Harry Potter, whose technical level is always above the average, no one thinks he is the kind of Quidditch rookie who can be compared with professional players.

However, as the captain and veteran of Ravenclaw, Bradley Davis, the Chaser who is about to graduate, broke out in such a tug-of-war final for no reason!

At this moment, with Davis' successive breakthroughs and forced acceleration, the situation in front of the goal of the Gryffindor team has reached the most critical moment. The rookie goalkeeper Ginny, who played well, blocked in front of her right door knocker in time, and 2 feet in front of her was the rushing Davis. Throwing and saving almost became the fixed pattern of this offense and defense.

But at such an urgent time, Davis, like a real eagle, suddenly picked up the broom handle and turned around, somersaulted and flew backwards to draw a short line towards the middle door. arc.

You know, counting the previous change of direction from the middle door to the right door knocker, this is already his second turning action. Changing direction twice in a row under high-speed sprinting like this is a great test for the player's body and skills, and even the performance and material of the broom.

"It's Carrot's double zigzag! Central!"

The commentator Li was the first to react. He roared very quickly, showing his professional potential as a game commentator.

Even though Ginny was careful enough, and her sense of the field was good enough, Davis' surprise attack really caught her off guard. When she suddenly realized that there was nothing in front of her eyes, Davis had already rolled over her head, and flew backwards to the high altitude in front of her left in a circle.

She immediately noticed that Davis had completely lost the shooting angle of the right door knocker-he changed the scoring target to the high middle door again!

It can be seen, but it does not mean that it can be dealt with. Davis's first change of direction earlier caused Ginny to rush to the bottom right at the moment. If she wants to follow Davis's second change of direction, the angle that needs to be changed will be Bigger than Davis's!

In high-speed Quidditch, turning speed is measured by the angle of the flight arc, and right now, Davis has clearly seized the opportunity.

"Is it too late to turn around and return to the center line?"

Under such an urgent situation, thinking itself has become a time-wasting option. It may be a bit of a waste of time to say it, but in fact it is only in the blink of an eye. Only one thought flashed through Ginny's mind in time, and the body she had exercised repeatedly in training moved in the next instant!

Yes, she had mentioned to Harry at breakfast in the auditorium this morning that she had "prepared so hard" for her debut. But even she herself didn't expect that in this suddenly intense actual combat, a certain "unique trick" that was intended to be used deliberately was finally used subconsciously.

At that very second, Ginny tilted her body in front of everyone's eyes as if she was about to fall off the broom, and hung in mid-air with only the strength of her legs and her grip. Then, when she used her body weight to forcibly pull the light wheel 2000 times, and made a 180-degree turn with an arc smaller than that of Davis, she rushed back to the middle knocker side.

In the eyes of the audience, the scene in front of the door knocker at this moment is quite interesting-Davis is hanging upside down on his broom, the Quaffle flies straight to the middle door knocker; is half-hanging in the air,

Stretching his body, he dangerously sealed the door knocker with one palm.

"She caught it!" When Ginny held the Quaffle in her gloved hand, the commentator Li Teng stood up abruptly, "She caught it! Ginny Weasley! She used a miracle A swerve to catch up to Davies' shot! Goal missed!"

Davies of Ravenclaw flew upside down beside Ginny, and when he passed by Ginny, he took a deep look at Ginny, with an indescribable shock in his eyes.

In the second half of the Gryffindor team, the batsman brothers Fred and George looked at each other, and they both saw the smile in each other's eyes.

"Maka's steering skills—" George shrugged.

"—it became Ginny's handicraft!" Fred agreed tacitly.

After all, the two laughed and clapped their hands, as if they were proud of the ball they had defended.

As for Harry, who was still entangled and confronted with Qiu at low altitude, he naturally also saw that wonderful moment. Although his duties did not allow him to fly over to congratulate Ginny, he still waved his arms vigorously at Ginny excitedly.

"Congratulations to your team for having another excellent player." Qiu smiled and congratulated.

"Oh, yes!" Harry nodded again and again, "I really didn't expect Ginny to use this skill in the competition. After all, it's very difficult—really difficult!"

On the teaching staff's side, Maca also laughed and clapped along with everyone. That's right, this was exactly the movement he had taught Ginny himself in the orchard behind the Weasleys' house. Thinking that Ginny could make this turning skill appear in the official competition so quickly, he was of course very happy for Ginny.

"It's really good," he said while clapping his hands. "It can be used almost subconsciously, which proves that she has practiced it many times."

However, just as Maca was savoring the fresh experience of "earning something from education", a small murmur mixed with cheers and applause coincidentally got into his ear.

"That young lady is very powerful, but what does this have to do with you? Why do you say it is all thanks to you..."

Maca tilted her head amusedly, and glanced at the other side of the fat young master's huge body that occupied two seats. But I saw little Sarah holding her small satchel and staring at the court without squinting, as if she was not the one who made a run for her just now.

"Miss Hohenheim, were you talking just now?" Maca raised her eyebrows and asked pretendingly.

On the other side, Sarah completely ignored his meaning, pursed her mouth and didn't even move her neck. But when Maca smiled at the fat young man with a rather awkward expression, and then leaned back on the chair, that crisp voice sounded again.

"Some people like to be passionate about themselves, maybe they are talking about others?"

Since the last sneak attack on Maca failed and she was in a stalemate instead, this talented girl from the Hohenheim family has become even more indifferent towards Maca. However, it was really the first time that he was being teased so awkwardly as today.

A girl's mind is always unpredictable, and a talented girl like little Sarah is even more confusing. Although Maca didn't care about her nonsense, she couldn't help being a little curious about why she made such a sudden move.

Of course, no matter how talented a child is, he's still a child after all. Maybe it's because the little girl was too depressed by him, and she just broke out and wanted to get back some ground?

Only this time, Maca guessed wrong.

Sarah saw that Maca didn't take her words seriously. When the surrounding quieted down and the Quidditch players on the field started rushing back and forth again, she blinked her eyes thoughtfully. .

"Brother Noah," she thought for a while, then suddenly tugged on the fat man's sleeve, seemingly casually, "After lunch, let's go for a walk by the lake with Sarah, okay?"

The fat young master immediately nodded like a conditioned reflex.

"A walk, oh! Of course it's all right, my dear sister..."

Leaving aside these small actions in the stands, the game is still going on in the arena.

Ginny's extraordinary performance blocked an almost inevitable goal for Gryffindor, but it was not enough to have a big impact on the final result. But her excellent skill directly dispelled the concerns of her teammates about her ability.

The unshackled Gryffindor team is undoubtedly excellent. In terms of overall strength, Ravenclaw is indeed a few points worse than them. When the three chasers headed by captain Angelina put aside the previous blocking strategy and launched a more active attack, Ravenclaw's defensive shortcomings in the backcourt gradually emerged.

Unlike Hufflepuff, who are better at defensively, the Kitty Eagles are no worse than Gryffindor and Slytherin in terms of offensiveness, but blindly aggressiveness will inevitably lead to emptiness in the defense.

In the next few exchanges of offense and defense, Ginny defended the knocker twice in a row, but Angelina and the others had already scored three goals on Ravenclaw's side.

The score began to gradually expand.

"...Oh! Wait, what happened there?" Just as Angelina organized a new round of attack, the commentator Li's exclamation drew the attention of the little wizards again, "Yes Potter! He climbed again, this time he didn't use the swing tactic, it was a straight line-has he found the golden snitch?"

As Li said, Harry, who was flying in the half-body position before Qiu Geng, suddenly raised his body, left the low-altitude area, and began to climb to the high-altitude at high speed. The excellent acceleration of the Firebolt allowed him to put Qiu aside again, but no one had noticed the golden light that represented the snitch.

In the stands, everyone looked at Harry's back expectantly or hesitantly, only Maca frowned slightly.