"Someone brought a flying broomstick for Potter, Professor." Malfoy said hurriedly.
"Yes, yes. It's like that." Professor Fleevy smiled at Harry as he said that. "Professor Mag told me about the uniqueness of the situation, Potter. What model is it? " “
"Nimbus 2000, Sir." Harry said. He tried his best not to laugh when he saw the terrified expression on Malfoy's face. "It's all thanks to this Malfoy that I could get it." He added.
Allen couldn't help laughing. Malfoy's expression right now was really interesting. He had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Allen, come to the Quidditch training ground after school this afternoon. Roger Davis will be waiting for you there." Professor Fleevy was very kind as he said with a smile.
"Yes, Professor." Allen bowed and bade farewell to Professor Fleevy. Harry and Ron were waving at him from behind the pillar in front!
Allen quickly caught up with them. Ron said as he walked with a relieved expression, "Look at Malfoy's expression. He would never have thought that we would benefit from a disaster! Allen, Harry got a Nimbus 2000, and even became an official member of the Gryffindor Quidditch team! That's really cool. "
"That's great. I have good news to tell you too. Thanks to Harry, I have also become a member of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Maybe we will have a chance to play against each other in the future! "Allen was also very happy.
"This is not thanks to me. If Malfoy hadn't thrown away Neville's memory ball, I wouldn't have been able to get into the team." Harry laughed.
"So you think this is a reward for breaking the school rules?" An angry voice came from behind them. Hermione stomped upstairs and looked at the package in Harry's hands with dissatisfaction.
"I thought you wouldn't talk to us anymore. "Harry said.
"Yes, not now," said Ron. "It makes us feel very comfortable. Hermione strode away, her nose held high.
"That's weird. Where does her sense of superiority come from?" Harry scratched his head in confusion.
"It's probably due to the title of 'Know-It-All'. Oh, Allen, I didn't mean you. "Ron looked at Allen apologetically.
Allen didn't want to bicker with the angry youth. He smiled and shook his head.
Allen remained calm throughout the entire afternoon class, patiently listening to the lecture and taking notes. Although he was also looking forward to the Quidditch training after class, he knew the importance of grasping the present. He was like a small sapling planted in an unfamiliar soil, desperately taking root, absorbing nutrients and water, striving to grow into a towering tree as soon as possible to resist the wind and rain of the outside world.
When he was focused, time slipped away without him noticing. After class, Allen uncharacteristically quickly packed his bag. Instead of going to the library, he went straight to the Quidditch training ground.
Roger Davis was already waiting for Allen on the field. His slender torso and strong limbs all showed that he was an athletic athlete. The soft sunlight passed through the green branches and leaves of the trees, mottling the ground with gentle circles of light. Roger looked particularly charming in this situation. Allen actually felt a little jealous!
"Hey, Allen, over here." Roger waved at Allen in the sunlight.
Allen took two steps and quickened his pace. He could see that Roger was a little anxious.
Roger bent down and opened a large wooden box at his feet. Inside were various equipment needed for the Quidditch competition. Roger introduced the Ghost Fly Ball, Wander Ball, and other equipment to Allen one by one.
"Allen, do you know the rules of Quidditch?" Roger asked.
"Of course, I know a little about it." Looking at Roger's distrustful eyes, Allen paused. "The red ball is the Ghost Fly Ball. The ball chasers pass the Ghost Fly Ball to each other and try to pass it through the opponent's circle. Each time you pass the ball, you get ten points. The goalkeeper is responsible for guarding his team's circle …"
Allen was being too modest when he claimed to know a little. When he had obtained Neptune, he had already thoroughly understood the knowledge of Quidditch. His smooth and detailed introduction made Roger's expression change from shock to incredulity, and then to ecstasy.
"That's great! You're worthy of being Ravenclaw's point controller. I can't explain it more clearly and in more detail than you can! Now, let me test your strength! "Roger said as he threw a small wooden bat to Allen. It was a little like a running pin baseball bat.
Then, he released a black, shiny Wander Ball that was struggling desperately in the box. As soon as the Wander Ball was free, it quickly smashed toward Allen's face. Allen waved his hand, and the Wander Ball was hit high and far, passing through the iron ring that stood high above the training ground.
"Oh! What did I see? You used the Wander Ball to pass through the iron ring, fast and — Oh! " Before Roger could finish, the Wander Ball came down from the sky and smashed toward Roger. Roger desperately hugged the Wander Ball and put it back into the box. The Wander Ball wriggled unwillingly in the box.
"Looks like you're very suitable to be a ball chaser, Allen!" Roger shouted excitedly.
Next, they tried to let Allen experience the role of ball chaser, goalkeeper, and ball seeker in turn. Allen was successful in every role. His excellent reflexes, nimble movements, and keen observation skills amazed Roger and made him very excited. "Allen, you're really good at everything. I think this year's Quidditch Cup is very promising!"
"Then what role can I play?" Allen was also very excited. He enjoyed the feeling of controlling the whole game and flying in the wind.
"I think you can be the ball chaser first. We really need strong support in terms of scoring. As for the ball seeker — "It was obvious that Roger was hesitating. He was weighing the advantages of putting Allen in a position.
"We've recruited a very talented ball seeker this year. She's very — uh — cute. Why don't we let her try first?" Roger looked absent-minded. Allen felt that the newly recruited ball seeker must be a very beautiful and impressive girl.
Allen was now even busier. In addition to completing more and more heavy schoolwork, he also had to study alchemy and Elementary Physical Building Technique. After school, he still had to spend a lot of time in the library and deal with the Quidditch training three times a week.
He also finally knew who the ball seeker was. It was the second-year Asian girl, Chou Zhang. It was undeniable that she was very smart, considerate, gentle, and cute. But Allen really could not understand why everyone on the team thought that Chou Zhang was very beautiful. He felt that Chou Zhang looked a bit like the international supermodel Lu Xiaoyan in his previous life. In contrast, Anna Sue, who was also gentle, intelligent, and more scholarly, was even more beautiful in Allen's eyes. Anna's beauty was not ostentatious, like a quietly blooming lily. Her facial features were extremely delicate, and her gentle and soft eyebrows and eyes were just right to show her elegant temperament.
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