Every time Allen had the thought of giving up, Geraldine's angry roar would always ring out.
This made Allen wonder if his brain sealing spell had failed.
While he was distracted, Allen was hit in the shoulder by a wandering ball.
Together with the broom, he tumbled a few times in the air before coming to a stop.
Before Allen could react, the other wandering balls came menacingly and headed straight for his face.
"Allen, keep flying! It's not your brain that was hit by a Ghost Fly! "Geraldine roared with a hoarse voice.
"Coach, it's not 30 minutes yet?" Allen pressed his body tightly against the broom and broke through the encirclement of the Ghost Fly.
"Don't worry about the time, keep flying, you still have a long way to go! Do your best, that's it! "Geraldine roared.
"Don't stop, Allen, you can do better!"
"Keep flying, don't give up, keep flying, until you're exhausted!"
"Keep going, I want you to do your best, keep going!"
"It's hard, keep flying, keep flying, that's it!"
Geraldine flew above Allen and urged him.
Allen's heart was pounding like a big hammer.
After hearing Geraldine's words, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, trying hard to concentrate on finding the next halo.
Allen didn't know how many halos he had passed, how many Ghost Fly balls he had dodged, how many times he had flown around the castle, and how much time had passed. All that was left in Allen's mind was the halos and the Ghost Fly balls.
In the eyes of the young wizards, Allen was like a tireless magic arrow, shuttling back and forth in the air.
The players of the national team, who had been sitting on the grass, couldn't help but stand up, their eyes uncontrollably following Allen, who was flying quickly in the air.
The leaf in Banks' mouth fell, but he didn't seem to notice. His muscles were tense as he stared at Allen.
"Stop!" Geraldine took a look at her watch and stopped Allen, "Harris, you can take a rest now!"
Hearing this, Allen's mind relaxed and he quickly landed back on the training ground.
He didn't feel it when he was highly focused, but now, Allen felt that every muscle in his body was trembling, and there wasn't a single part of him that wasn't protesting against his master's abuse.
Allen simply lay down on the grass, panting violently.
The team members in the distance immediately ran in Allen's direction.
In the stands, Penello couldn't bear to see Allen exhausted from training. His eyes were wet as he looked at him.
Suddenly, she jumped up from her seat, wanting to rush up and do something for Allen.
Even if it was just to wipe his sweat, even if it was just to bring him some water …
Geraldine landed beside Allen. He lay on the ground and looked at Allen. "Are you okay?"
"Coach!" Allen panted and asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Coach, I'm sure — I've exceeded — 500 halos in 30 minutes!" Allen struggled to raise his head, his hands supporting himself on the grass, and looked at Geraldine expectantly.
"No," Geraldine said sternly.
The players who gathered around could not help but look at each other.
"You've reached 1,263 halos in an hour, surpassing the all-time record. Moreover, you were attacked by four Ghost Fly Balls at the same time, while the previous record holder only had two Ghost Fly Balls! "
Great joy occupied Allen's heart, but he was sensitive to the fact that Geraldine in front of him did not seem to be as excited as he was!
"You see, Allen, you've broken the record." Geraldine looked sincerely into Allen's eyes.
"Your position determines that you will be the most influential player in the team. If you think we can succeed, they will also come out of the previous incident with the ball player and think the same. Don't tell me you can't give me more than what I just saw. "
Geraldine pounded his fist on the grass.
"You just persevered for an hour under the attack of four Ghost Fly Balls and passed through more than 1,200 halos. Merlin gave you Quidditch's talent, don't waste it. Allen, I need you. Can I trust you? "Geraldine looked dignified.
It was strange. Allen had felt a little tired just now, and his muscles were trembling slightly. At this moment, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing through his body.
"Coach?" Banks suddenly opened his mouth.
But Geraldine ignored him and continued to stare at Allen.
Allen looked firmly at Geraldine. "Of course, Coach!"
"Coach!" Banks opened his mouth again.
"What's the matter, Banks?" Geraldine looked up.
"Coach, to be exact, Allen passed through 1,263 halos!" Banks was not afraid of Geraldine's dark face and said seriously.
After a brief moment of silence, everyone laughed.
"Banks, since you're so smart, why don't you hurry over and take care of your teammates?" Geraldine clapped his hands and stood up from the ground.
Banks shrugged, exchanged glances with the other team members, and rushed over.
The team members surrounded Allen. Some patted Allen's shoulders, some gave Allen a towel, and some gave him muscle relaxation massages …
Suddenly, George Cohen stopped. He splashed a bottle of water over Allen's head.
Allen smiled and pushed George aside.
The team members were in an uproar.
"Good guy!"
"That's not interesting at all, buddy.
"Oh, that's interesting!"
At the sight of this scene, a wisp of smile flashed across Geraldine's resolute face.
Penello ran down from the stands. Before he could reach Allen's side, he felt his arm being pulled by a hand.
Penello turned his head in surprise — it was Luna.
"Penello, I think what Allen needs now is them."
Penello followed Luna's gaze and saw the team members playing around. He understood and let Luna pull him back to the stands.
"Coach, how strong is Ireland this year? We lost to them last time. "As the captain, Banks' expression turned serious.
"Much stronger than us?" George curled his lips.
"Do you think we're going to lose, George? Even if we have a talented ball seeker like Allen? "
"If we can't beat them —" George's eyes were a little lost.
"George!" Allen suddenly interrupted him.
Everyone's eyes gathered on Allen.
"I'll do my best to catch the Golden Snitch. Victory will belong to us!" Allen's words were full of confidence.
Although Allen's body was wet and he looked extremely embarrassed, everyone couldn't help but believe his words. Their eyes were burning with passion.
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