Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Oh my god, what's that in his hand?"

"No way, I've never heard of Gryffindor having such a broom."

Not only the players participating in the selection were whispering there, but even Fred and George, who were familiar with him on the Quidditch team, were surprised that Louis was holding a Firebolt.

"Where did you get this thing?"

"I borrowed it from someone, specifically for today's selection." Louis waved his hand towards the audience, and several people turned their heads to look, suddenly enlightened.

As a product two years ago, Firebolt still has immortal dominance today. Even with Nimbus, the top brand of flying broomsticks, and the well-known Comet, Firebolt gave them a two-year window, but they still failed to develop a product that surpassed this broomstick.

The appearance of Louis holding a Firebolt undoubtedly brought the atmosphere of this trial to its peak.

Even the candidates who were no longer qualified to participate in the next round of selection did not leave, but sat in the audience consciously. They also wanted to see the Firebolt.

"Okay, let's let our substitute Louis Wiggins do the next round."

Angelina gave way to allow Louis to move to the front, facing the remaining three candidates.

"Substitute?"

Except for Ron, the other two people looked at each other. They thought that in the last round, the captain would personally come to the battle to decide the winner for them, but they didn't know that there was actually a junior who looked younger than them.

"Captain Johnson, are you mistaken?"

"I'm not mistaken, this is our process." Angelina said calmly, "If you have any objections, get out as soon as possible, McGragan."

"I have no objection, no objection."

The man named McGragen stopped talking, and Louis noticed him. Isn't this McGragen the one who will compete with Ron for the goalkeeper next year?

Moreover, according to him, the reason why he did not become a goalkeeper that year was because he was ill and did not come to participate in the campaign.

It seems that this arrogant Gryffindor sixth-year student is not a good thing.

There was another person whom Louis didn't know, but looking at him, he seemed younger than Louis.

"Since I don't have any objections, I'll listen to him next." Angelina patted Louis on the shoulder, "Wiggins?"

"no problem."

He nodded towards Angelina and took the Firebolt in his hand.

"Last round, it's easy."

"I'll give you five chances. As long as you can prevent one of my goals, you'll pass."

"One goal? You think too highly of us..."

McLagan looked disdainful.

"Don't say just one ball, I can defend you against five balls."

"Oh? Then you can try it."

Louis smiled. McLaggen's character was really unpleasant. No wonder Hermione always used him to annoy Ron.

"Okay, who among you three wants to come first?"

Angelina greeted, and McLagan quickly stood up. He sat on his broomstick and whistled, then hovered to the door frame and hooked his hand provocatively at Louis.

The adaptability of the Firebolt was better than he imagined. He had used Arya's Comet before, and compared with that one, it was really different.

Lewis held the Quaffle in his left hand, and the two hands kept changing back and forth. McLaggen leaned down and paid attention to Lewis's movements.

He dived straight towards the door on the left. McGragan noticed his movement. As he acted, he also rushed towards the door frame on the left.

"Fool."

Qiu Zhang on the stage had seen through Louis' actions, and she shook her head.

"Can't McLagen see that guy's fake moves?"

The fact was just as she said. In front of McLaggen, Lewis suddenly changed his throwing action. His original left hand action suddenly changed to his right hand, and almost in an instant he threw the Quaffle towards the middle ball frame.

Almost grazing his fingers, but McLaggen took a step slower.

The Quaffle hit the frame. This was the first ball McLaggen missed today. Some students in the audience stood up. They had seen the sixth-grade senior's ability before. At least in the first twenty goals, he didn't miss a single one.

McLagan's mood was affected by Lewis's first ball. The next few balls thrown by Lewis seemed to be extremely weird, passing through one parabola after another, bypassing McLagan's palm.

"Four, my God!" Gryffindor students all looked at the sky nervously, "How did he do it?"

"There's one last chance left, if even McCormack McLaggen can't do it."

Louis tossed the Quaffle in his hand. He flew a little outside, then turned sideways and concentrated all his strength on his right hand.

On the last ball, he didn't intend to use any fancy tricks.

The Quaffle drew a straight line as if it were flying through the air. It was so fast that outsiders couldn't see anything at all.

Before McLaggen could react, he received a vicious blow to the stomach.

"Did he catch it?"

It turned out that those people were overthinking it. McLagan flew over the frame with the Quaffle and fell to the ground in a very embarrassed state.

"Next person."

In silence, Louis shocked the entire audience with his elusive Quidditch skills. Except for the Quidditch players present, everyone else marveled at his performance.

The other one, a little smaller than Louis, also flew up on his broom.

"You're not a Gryffindor, are you?"

As soon as they met, Lewis said that he had been paying attention to this boy for a long time.

The young man operated his Nimbus 2000 steadily. He squinted his eyes after listening to Lewis's words, and then said:

"Senior, you have good taste. I am indeed not a Gryffindor student. I borrowed this dress from a friend."

Ah, this, a non-Gryffindor student can actually sneak into Gryffindor to participate in the selection, if this news gets out.

Angelina quickly found someone to get the registration form and checked the names on it. Then she was about to go up to stop it, but was stopped by Louis with a gesture.

"I want to hear why you came."

"I just heard from my friend in Ravenclaw that there is a legendary chaser in Gryffindor, and he will take action in the college's Quidditch tryouts." The boy said, "I just wanted to come and see this legendary chaser." What are the abilities of the Chaser?"

Legendary Chaser, a name Louis did not dare to live up to, and the one who could say such a thing was naturally the little angel Luna of Ravenclaw.

"I know, although it's a bit against the rules, but since I'm here to participate in the trial, I will do my best to deal with you."

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Actually, my name is not Seromando Davkan, that is the name of my friend." The boy smiled, "I am Rolf Scamander, a third-year student from Hufflepuff."