Chapter 353 Selection Of Quidditch

"Mrs. Huo Qi, perhaps we should start the training as soon as possible."

Elena said, pointing to the increasingly overcast and sultry sky, and continued.

"After all, it seems that there will soon be a heavy rain in this weather. If the team formation is not completed today, the training progress will be affected. That's not good news..."

"Indeed, we have to hurry."

Mrs. Huo Qi frowned, looked up and observed the dense clouds gradually gathering in the sky. After so many years at Hogwarts, she naturally knew what that meant, and the witch stopped explaining the new broomstick and quickly regained her decisiveness and ability before the end.

"If you're interested, you can take the time to visit the office of the two thousand bright wheels. If the weather and time permit, perhaps we can lend you a broom after obtaining Professor Dumbledore's consent, but not now."

Ignoring the excited murmurs of the final year students around her, Mrs. Huo Qi turned her eyes to the first-year wizards standing in the center of the Quidditch stadium.

"Now, everyone knows the rules and understands the positions of the seven players in the team. So tell me, what position does each of you want to play? Then, Miss Caslana and I will adjust according to the actual situation to determine..."

"Wait, Mrs. Huo Qi! Why is Elena the captain?"

Just then, an outdated voice suddenly appeared.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Zachary Smith, who had been quietly shrinking at the end of the line, suddenly standing out, holding his own flying broom in one hand and questioning in an aggressive tone.

"You again?"

Draco Malfoy quickly frowned and glared at Zacharias.

"If Elena weren't the captain, you'd still want to be the captain!"

At the same time, Gower and Crabbe, who were loitering, also approached, and the two leaned toward Zacharias Smith, left and right, as if every time Elena or Malfoy ordered, they dared to raise their fists to teach the Hufflepuff first-year who had caused trouble twice.

"Of course, why not?"

In the face of a group of people's gazes, the usually obstinate face of Zachary Smith blushed with nervousness and excitement, and he waved his arms and shouted loudly.

"Even if she flies a little better, have you ever seen her play Quidditch? I just want to have an open contest and competition to showcase her strength. Is that wrong? I know you are all Elena's friends, of course, you will all stand by her and help her speak."

Zacharias Smith is not foolish. He knows that most people throughout the team will start to dislike him.

But what does it matter? He had thought about it before speaking.

Anyway, it's just a temporary team that will be disbanded next year. As long as he can speak the truth and withstand Elena and others with words, he will have the chance to remain on that team, and he will be the leader of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team next semester, not Elena.

"Forget it, let me tell you why..."

At that moment, Elena's calm voice suddenly came.

While everyone's attention was temporarily drawn to Zachary Smith, Elena, unaware, arrived in front of the box containing the four Quidditch balls.

"Because in a way, in the movement of Quidditch, I can take down half the team all by myself."

Elena said as she bent down and caressed the struggling ball, as if it were a large watermelon rolling in a round tube in a vast field of melons, eager to find out if the watermelon was ripe.

Upon hearing Elena's voice, Mrs. Huo Qi turned her head, and her eyes narrowed sharply.

"Wait, danger! Don't open that..."

Snap.

Before Mrs. Huo Qi could utter the first half of the sentence, she saw Elena's finger deftly pick up and release one of the struggling balls.

Suddenly, the fast-moving black ball shot out of the box with a whistling sound, hurtling towards the face of the "benefactor" who had just let it go.

"Ah! Watch out!"

Hannah let out a quick scream and instinctively closed her eyes.

This distance is too close, and Elena doesn't have a bat at the moment (still in the hands of the Weasley brothers), it seems there is no possibility of counterattack and interception.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the center of the place.

"Which, how is this possible?!"

Immediately, Hannah heard Ronna's voice as if she had witnessed a miracle.

What happened?

Hannah carefully opened her eyes and looked towards Elena.

She saw Elena half-sitting on the edge of the box, crossing her legs without a ladylike image, and tossing a black ball up and down with one hand. Although it seems there is no problem, it always gives people a particularly uncomfortable strange feeling.

Incorrect!

Hannah vigorously shook her head, vigorously rubbing her eyes. The black ball that Elena caught and bounced up and down was the one that had forced Derek and Boer to hide! The dreadful moving ball!

And Elena didn't actually "throw" the moving ball up and down, but she kept releasing the moving ball from her hand, and then waited for the moving ball to fly, and then she caught it again, or easily blocked the moving ball she wanted to hit the target...

As if she were playing, wait, she's playing!

Hannah looked at the waving hair over Elena's head. She would only show such a carefree and relaxed appearance when Elena was in a good mood.

"Do you understand? So, the gap between us..."

Elena nonchalantly looked at the Quidditch stadium, which had instantly fallen silent. It was very clear that once the game really started, her strength could never be hidden for long. She would showcase her skills well.

After all, Zakarais Smith's doubts were definitely not accidental. This unfortunate child simply acted out of self-interest and took the initiative to fire his weapon.

Throughout Hogwarts, there is definitely more than one person who doubts his ability and the reputation he enjoys today, whether it's the potions class assistant, the first novice captain of Quidditch, or the Hogwarts chefs who remain in the shadows... All of this is too easy to cause envy in people.

Therefore, she took this opportunity to warn the young wizards who want to deceive her or seek trouble in a more "peaceful and friendly" manner. She has no interest in playing with a group of children. The true way of royalty is to be dominant in a straightforward manner.

Of course...

The current situation is simply shocking and lacks a slightly more subtle process.

After all, she only showed a little of her quality in seeking players, keepers, and half-batters, and the last active link of the attack.

Elena Lake's blue eyes slid slowly over the face of a calm student, and finally settled on the elderly wizard with white beard who had involuntarily stood up. Her eyes narrowed slightly. The most powerful wizard in the world, if even light magic can be blocked, shouldn't it be fine with a little broken ball?

The girl's mouth curved upwards, forming a dangerous arc, and her tender white fingers closed slightly, firmly holding the errant ball struggling back into her hands.

Distance, about 500 feet, crosswind to the right, 0.3 m/s, target position locked, angle corrected.

"Go! Take the ball to the goal!"

"Fly to the sky! Rua!"

Boom!