novelraw Chapter 116 Potter's Original Quidditch Moves
Chapter 116 Potter's Original Quidditch Moves
"Yes, that's right, trust me." Harry nodded earnestly, picked up the big knife on the dining table, leaned carefully to his side, took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag, and began to write a reply to Damian, "It must be It's a gift, and a meaningful one at that."
"But... how do you remember the date so clearly?" Queenie began to raise her vigilance, really wanting to see what Harry is thinking now!Could it be that she had..."unreasonable thoughts" about Damian?
But Queenie finally held back... This is an agreement between her and Harley, and she must abide by it.
"Huh? Date?" Harry replied to Queenie while writing quickly, "It's simple, because that's the day I first met Wonder Woman!"
The next day, Damian, who was far away in the Titan Tower, received a short reply from Harry written in neat and delicate fonts.
The poor Ilvermorny public owl was hit by the automatic defense of the Titan Tower, and it was barely saved by the raven's healing ability.Playing with the green/color/owl that Beast Boy conjures right now.
Damian seemed to be holding the letter unintentionally, and secretly found an empty corner to open it.
"Dear Damian:
I am very happy to receive your letter and gift.
I understand your intention - you want to use this knife to let me remember the lessons I lost to you, so as to motivate me to keep improving.
(Like Mara keeps the knife you scarred her, right?)
This knife was brought out by you from the League of Assassins, it must be very important to you, I will cherish it, thank you.
XOXO
Halle
PS We don't use goth curlicues, just like we don't eat smurfs and children. "
Damian stared at the thin sheet of paper, as if about to burn a hole in it.
What does it mean to be the same as Mara's knife? It's far from it!He didn't want to put Halle and Mara in the same sentence at all right now.
He just wanted to give Harry something - an important thing, and the big knife that had been with him for many years was obviously a good choice.
Jewelry will not be given away, it is too ordinary and vulgar, to put it bluntly, it is my father's lazy and careless behavior.I'll talk about it later when I have a chance.
The gift is selected, but I can't find a suitable date, any commemorative date is fine!
Finally Damian finally got the day when he and Harley trained together for the first time.
He hopes that the knife that protects him can also protect Harley, this is what he wants to express with this gift—wait a minute, did he make it clear in the letter?
However, Halle wrote "very happy" and "will cherish" in his reply letter, so he thought he made it clear.
Damian put away Harry's reply letter and tucked it into his universal belt, satisfied with himself.
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For Harley, in addition to the daily courses and homework in Ilvermorny, as well as the cramming "prodigy" education with the potions professor, another important activity is Quidditch.
The captain of the crazy Thunderbird academy team - Arno Davis has graduated.With the blessing of last year's championship trophy, coupled with the extraordinary efforts of Captain Davis himself, he successfully entered the American Sweetwater All-Star Team after graduation. *
The Thunderbird Academy's new captain is the much-anticipated sixth-grader Jennifer Dawson—a hitter as tall and strong as an Amazon.
Once any captain takes office, he will become crazy and spare no effort to squeeze the physical strength of the team members. This is probably some kind of mysterious curse of the captain position-Jennifer is no exception, and Halle has discovered it.
The first game of this semester was the Thunderbirds vs. Horned Water Snake. Harley changed her clothes in the waiting room, her thigh muscles were still sore from the intense training of the previous few days-this is for her who has always been in good physical strength Simply too rare.
Jennifer also seemed to regret the transitional training a few days ago, which made the players look sluggish until the official game today-so she became more nervous and neurotic.
"Relax..." Halle comforted Jennifer while putting on her contact lenses in front of the mirror - she hadn't worn glasses much since the second grade, except when playing Quidditch, in case it was just because she couldn't see clearly It would be too embarrassing to lose the game against the Golden Snitch.
"Just follow your plan B. I'll try to catch the Snitch as quickly as possible and end the game." Harry blinked to confirm that the contact lenses were on, then rubbed his sore neck and reached out to pat Jennifer's back.
Jennifer was so nervous that she didn't have time to pay attention to her, she just muttered something in a low voice while clutching the broom - Halle felt that it was necessary to take her to the school hospital after the game to see her brain.
A whistle sounded, and more than a dozen players jumped into the sky——today was sunny and the sky was clear, and it was a good day for playing Quidditch.
At the beginning of the game, Harley rode the Stars and Stripes 9 and rose above all the players in the field according to the strategy she was always familiar with. She quickly patrolled and carefully observed every small piece of suspicious golden flash.
All three other house teams have had the same strategy for defending Harry Potter since she showed her talent - use the best broom in the house and keep their Seekers on her heels Run all over the field.
Very annoying.
Harley pushed aside the bangs that blocked her eyes. Today, she had her hair tied up naturally. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the two most obvious spectators in the arena—Kui, who was the loudest cheerleader in the Thunderbirds auditorium. Anne, and the dark-faced, visibly bored Professor Snape at the teacher's seat.
Next to him was an adult wizard whom Harry had never seen before, turning his head to talk to Professor Snape from time to time, but the Potions professor had no interest in replying at all—the wizard's light brown hair was slightly grizzled, his expression Leisurely, he seemed to be enjoying the game, even the patched wizard robe couldn't hide his expression.
So is Professor Snape upset by the dreary game, or by the mysterious audience around him?Harry didn't know - the two of them clearly didn't seem like good friends.
Jennifer would probably kill her if she knew she was distracted during the game.Harry trembled, and quickly focused [-]% on the game.
The tail behind him can't be shaken off-the Seeker of the Horned Water Snake also seems to be very rich, no, very rich.He rides a fire/crossbow/arrow, imported from England.If we compare the same British sports car brand, this is a limited-edition top-equipped Aston Martin.
Although Harley's American brand Stars and Stripes 9 is not bad, it is just like the impression given by most American cars, with large displacement and high fuel consumption, tough lines, thick and heavy.Stars and Stripes is an American muscle car. Compared with Fire/Crossbow/Arrow, it is slightly weaker in dexterity, and its precise control requires higher physical fitness of the players.
Tsk, Harry glanced at the opponent's Seeker's broom, and was not envious. He also felt that the appearance of the fire/crossbow/arrow was too streamlined, not as good as his own stars and stripes.
The flying speeds of the two Seekers are about the same. Harry makes a fake move in a certain direction, and with the performance of the broom, the opponent can catch up immediately - and the more the game drags on, the Thunderbird lacks physical strength The more obvious, now the score gap has widened to 50 to 100.
The captain of the horned water snake also saw this, and Harry saw him make a few gestures to his seeker from a distance, so the opponent's seeker, besides following her closely, began to interfere The goal is to kill her flight and line of sight, in order to spend more time and let the Chaser make more shots.
If this continues, even if Harry catches the Snitch, Thunderbird will lose.
For two advanced brooms and qualified players, the Bludger hardly creates any substantial interference.So, of course, Jennifer and the others couldn't be expected to knock down the Seeker of the Horned Water Snake.
Harry saw the golden snitch flashing past several times, but was stopped by the other party from rushing over, so don't worry too much.
At this time, she saw that flash of light again, just under her broom...almost equal to her flying speed...
Harry glanced at Jennifer not far away, and silently sent her a signal.I don't know if she received it...
With a heartless heart, she turned the broom over, let go of her hands, kicked her foot lightly, and started to land freely like this, startling the Seeker of the long-horned water snake.
Probably, the entire audience was taken aback.
This was Brother Dick's signature move - Harley stepped on a team member who happened to be flying over, no matter where she or he was from, borrowed some strength, and rushed towards the golden snitch.
caught!
She then flipped onto her back and Jennifer rushed to catch her - it seemed she had the signal!
Just like that, the game ended in the eerie silence that filled the entire stadium.
Even Professor Smith, the flight teacher who also serves as the referee, aka the former U.S. national team player, was stunned. It took a few seconds for him to react and blow the whistle to announce that the result of the game had been decided—the Thunderbirds narrowly won by ten points.
"You're dead..." Jennifer landed slowly, put Harry down, wiped the sweat from her brow, her lips trembled, "Next time, absolutely don't do this, if you don't have me, let's see who can cooperate with you so good!"
Harry nodded, holding the Snitch in his hand, and glanced at the professor's chair. She was waiting for Professor Snape to explode, but found that he was being pinned down by the gentle brown-haired wizard, his face livid.
If eyes could kill, Harley would be decapitated.
The brown-haired wizard also winked at Harry from a distance and gave a thumbs up.
Harry hesitated for a moment, and replied with a wave.
Later facts proved that this... Quidditch action that almost made it impossible for latecomers to imitate, indeed appeared on the field for the first time.
So Harley did not disappoint Professor Snape—he got an action named after her, and published it in "New York Ghost" in large font.
"It's really nothing strange... just combined with some acrobatic moves." Harry looked at the newspaper worriedly, and muttered to Queenie, "Brother Dick can do ten."
Of course, there are opponents among Quidditch fans. They think that this move of Harley is too unconventional and cannot be written into the history of Quidditch.They called this move - Potter's "no broom, spanking" Quidditch move.
The author has something to say:
*So, Harley didn't quite get Damian's intentions 233333
*The Sweetwater All-Stars, from the book The Amazing Quidditch Book, are one of the two most important teams in the United States. (The other is the Fitchburg Sparrows)
*Since some readers are so entangled with the Chinese translation of the German poem, it directly rises to the problem of my shaping the image of Brother Tong (I deeply feel that Brother Tong’s previous scenes were written for nothing, and I feel sad)
Then I can only - completely change the text into German-English, without Chinese translation, spread hands (already changed).
Everyone can give full play to it, and translate Chinese in their minds that fits the image of Brother Tong in their hearts.
Anyway, there are no uncommon words (the original German text is also very simple, at least according to my friends.).
And Brother Tong is an American, he must speak English, so it should be completely in line with the personality.
(This poem is too small, and there is no official Chinese-English translation, and I can’t find it on Google, and even the English is made by me and my friends. If some readers have opinions on this English...then Just don’t turn it over at all? Pure German is placed directly on it? It’suptoyou)
The author of this poem is named Irmgard Ackermann, quoted from Inzwei Sprachenleben (livingintwolanguages) The title of the poem is the official English, it is a translation from the Goethe Institute, but only the title.Anytime any reader finds any official English translation of this poem, feel free to let me know, and I'll replace my English translation right away.
Some of the above words have already been written in the chapters that appear in German poems, and I will add them here again, in case readers miss the words in the old chapters, the above will be deleted in a few days.