war and peace

Later that day, Harry did receive a letter from the Wales coach, graciously inviting him to join their team.At the time of the World Cup group stage, the Welsh team's Seeker was not very good. In the first game, he was chased by a Bludger and fell off his broom and broke his leg.The letter also mentioned that several players praised his skills, so this decision was made.The first game was narrowly won (the opponent team is recognized as the worst in the group), and the level of the substitute is worrying. Instead of waiting for the group stage to be eliminated, it is better to give it a go.

Hearing that Harry was leaving Privet Drive ahead of schedule and that the formidable duke was coming to pick him up, the Dursleys were in a mess not long after they showed expressions of amnesty.Harry had never known that his luggage could be so heavy, and he really experienced a treatment that only his cousin Dudley could enjoy before.Dudley could only watch helplessly as his parents brought bags of sweets and treats to Harry. Poor thing, he couldn't bring food to school this year, and a piece of advice from the Smelting school nurse made him never touch Harry again. It's time for these high-calorie foods he loves.

The next day, a long line of Rolls-Royce convoys rolled into Privet Drive.There is no doubt that they still caused as much sensation as last time.Harry was only thankful that Voldemort didn't want to sit on the sofa and talk to the Dursleys again, but took him away after exchanging a few pleasantries in the yard.Talk about it a few more times, maybe his uncle and aunt will offer him as Jesus on the cross.In fact, he felt that it was a miracle that Voldemort was able to accompany the Dursleys so patiently to make many detours last time.

They first went to Cardiff, the capital of Wales and the training ground of the Welsh Quidditch team.The Welsh team coach was very happy to see Harry, and even more satisfied when he saw that Harry caught the Snitch within 10 minutes.Their strategy was simple, just like at Hogwarts.Because the overall quality of the team cannot be greatly improved in the short term, it is better to catch the Snitch before the score gap is not so big, rather than fight against a team with excellent chasers like Ireland.In short, Harry's request is to catch the Snitch as soon as possible.

"I think you might know when the next game is, Potter." Welsh coach Terry stood in the sidelines, watching the training situation and said to Harry.

"Just this weekend afternoon, against France," Harry replied.

Terry gave him an appreciative look. "Yes. So I want you to start training right away so you can get used to the rhythm of the game."

"I don't have a problem," said Harry, overwhelmed with excitement when he heard that he would be able to truly participate in world-class competitions soon, and agreed immediately.But he immediately thought of a new question, "I'm not included in the original lineup, is that okay?"

Terry frowned. "It's a bit of a nuisance," he admitted, "but we'll get it over with," as a large barn owl flew up and perched on the railing in front of him, one leg out. "Oh, I have an urgent mail, let me see..." Terry unrolled the parchment roll, and as he unfolded it, he promised Harry, "Something happens, doesn't it? Oh—!"

His raised tail even caught the attention of the players in practice.They all gathered together to see what happened.Harry saw that many of the people inside were people he had met not long ago. They didn't seem surprised by Harry's appearance and greeted them one after another.

"It's solved!" Terry was ecstatic, and it could be seen that this exceeded his original expectations.

"Oh? This means that we can have the youngest Seeker in the world? You are welcome, Harry." Philip Ballack extended his hand in a friendly manner and shook Harry.At that moment, Barack felt a cold gaze sweep over him, but when he looked up, he saw a Hogwarts professor standing behind Harry.

"When did the International Quidditch Federation become so easy to talk..." Terry muttered, but soon cheered up, "Very well, Potter, then I will arrange your training plan right away...you need a A separate court...it's best to set up various obstacles...then I'll arrange a few chasers to practice with you..."

"Please wait a moment." Professor Roald, who had been silent all this time, said, "I think I may have a better plan."

A group of people looked at him in unison.Terry was obviously annoyed at being interrupted by a non-Quidditch professional, and his tone was a little high: "Well, sir, please speak."

Harry also stared at Professor Roald suspiciously.Voldemort wouldn't want to train with him himself, would he?

Professor Roald smiled slightly, and found a small, unattractive box out of nowhere.As soon as it was opened, everyone was dazzled by the golden light, accompanied by a buzzing sound that Harry was very familiar with.

"...the Snitch!" Harry exclaimed.Inside was tied tightly with a rope a bird, the predecessor of the Snitch, a bird that flew very fast.Later, because of the popularity of Quidditch, this bird was on the verge of extinction, so it has been banned from the Quidditch game, and it was replaced by the artificial golden snitch.

"It's not true, Harry." Professor Roald looked at Harry's face full of condemnation with a funny face, and handed him the box, "Take a good look."

It was indeed an extremely delicate imitation.Judging from the frequency of its vibration, it completely exceeds the speed of the existing Golden Snitch. "If you want to train speed, isn't this better?"

Not to mention Harry, the eyes of Terry and all the players present were attracted by this Snitch that they had never seen before. "Simply amazing," someone exclaimed, enraptured.

With the expected reaction, Professor Roald continued to throw a bombshell: "And the training location, I don't think there is any place better than the real venue?"

Terry was even more shocked: "Can you borrow it? There are games these days..."

The group matches are held in branch venues in various places, and the matches after the semi-finals can only be played in the main stadium specially built by the Ministry of Magic.Seeing that the coach obviously misunderstood, Professor Roald didn't say anything, "Just look at it." No one noticed what he was doing, but the scene around him changed completely.

"Here is...?" Someone said in disbelief.

Harry looked up, and under the huge canopy, lights that were obviously cast by magic were shining.Looking around, there is no one in the completely vertical audience.He must have been here... at the last Quidditch World Cup final...

Terry swallowed hard. "This... Can you really borrow it?" He fell from the teleportation shock to another shock, and made sure again.

"Otherwise, do you think it's so easy to get in here? With a large group of you?" Professor Roald didn't answer his question directly.

All members of the Welsh team fell silent.What the hell is this guy (the Hogwarts professor) coming from?The savior's skills are already amazing, and another player with a strong background... directly wants to borrow the main stadium, saying that this is the real venue... They just hope that the group will qualify, but the current posture is obviously to win the championship!

"Forget about the court." Harry recovered from the surrounding scene, "No one uses the main court for training, it's not fair."

Professor Roald looked at him with raised eyebrows, and the expression on his face was obviously saying "I knew it".

"I like snitches, though." Harry blinked, holding the box in his arms. "Grab this, and I'll probably pass Krum."

"..." The coaches and players who watched the whole scene felt dizzy.

In the days that followed, Harry trained desperately.This is probably the time when he was most intensively strengthened in his history. The speed of imitating the Golden Snitch is too fast.When following it to turn, if a pair of glasses were placed on the bridge of the nose, it would be thrown off by the centrifugal force.At this time, Harry deeply felt the benefits of the myopia potion.Moreover, the Snitch can also adjust its speed, which is suitable for Harry to gradually improve his speed and precision.

Such training showed results in the first game of the weekend.The French team, initially disapproving of their opponent's cold-shoulder replacement for Harry, was immediately reaping the consequences of the contempt.The overall situation of the French team is similar to that of the Irish team, which is better than teamwork and attrition.But Harry was flying so fast that they couldn't defend, and Harry caught the Snitch at 15 minutes and [-] seconds into the game.The score was then sixty to ten, with France leading.Their Seekers only saw Harry rushing out, but couldn't tell whether it was a fake or really saw the Snitch.

Harry became famous.His Gryffindor classmates sent him letters one after another, congratulating him on such a good result, and then asked how he entered the Welsh team.Students from other colleges are also mixed in, such as Hufflepuff's Cedric Diggory, and Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang.But Hermione was aggrieved by the incident, accusing Harry of not telling her in the first place.Harry quickly wrote her back, explaining how he had been training in the dark.

The final round of the group stage is against Uganda.They learned the lesson of the French team and mobilized a chaser and two batsmen to focus on defending Harry.It's a pity that Harry reacted very quickly, always throwing off their encirclement again and again, and even made them collide successfully once, so the game was suspended.This tactic also led to gaps in the offense and defense organized by the Ugandan team, and the score gradually opened up.The last time Harry saw the little golden ball spinning on the lawn, the Ugandan Seeker saw it too.Both of them were diving very fast, and Harry was followed by three players who were persistently marking him.As a result, Harry caught the Snitch before hitting the ground and rose in time, and the remaining four all hit the ground hard.

The Welsh team won all three games, and there is no doubt about qualifying for the group.The game against Uganda was won by a huge score. Compared with England and Scotland, this record is obviously very dazzling.It was obvious to all who contributed most to these victories - Harry Potter, the Seeker, without a doubt.

"It's unbelievable, he's only 14 years old!" "Meteors can't catch up with him!" "Bulgaria has Viktor Krum, so what? Now we have Harry Potter!" Britannia The Quidditch Federation's official journal, World Quidditch, says it has received the largest number of enthusiastic letters of all kinds from fans ever received.The Daily Prophet devoted an entire section to the two races, from Harry's age to Harry's broom, from Harry's broom to Harry's glasses.

"Is this an article that Rita Skeeter would write?" Harry flipped through a copy of "The Daily Prophet", not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "She's about to blow me up like a trapeze person." He half lay under the parasol Enjoy the afternoon sea breeze on the beach chair.

Voldemort was rather unimpressed. "She knows how to cater to the tastes of the readers. But," he stretched himself on the comfortable canvas chair, "if you want me to say, you do have that ability."

"Quidditch is a team game." Although it was nice to be praised, Harry couldn't help reminding Voldemort of that. "Good coordination is very important..."

Voldemort snorted softly.It was rare for him to lie on a beach chair by the sea and sunbathe, and he was not very enthusiastic about discussing topics such as Quidditch coordination.

"Of course, your snitch is the most useful!" Harry sat up, his head exposed to the sun.The light was too strong, and he could only squint and look at Voldemort.

"I thought you were going to forget about me completely..." Voldemort said lazily, finding Harry staring at him: "What's wrong?"

Harry said nothing.Voldemort was slightly sweating from the sun, and his muscle texture was very beautiful under the reflection of the light.Of course that couldn't be said, otherwise Voldemort would have said that he would have that figure when he grew up, Harry thought unbalanced.He tossed the newspaper aside, then stood up and walked over, putting both hands on Voldemort's shoulders and bowing his head without hesitation.

Summer in Bristol Bay is truly beautiful.