Chapter 468 Is It Too Late to Regret Now?

With the addition of Ivan, Wood is in high spirits!

When he met Marcus Flint, the captain of Slytherin two days ago, he proudly said that the trophy in this Quidditch match was destined to belong to Slytherin!

Because in the previous few games, Slytherin has opened a gap of more than 100 points with Gryffindor. You must know that even if they win the Golden Snitch, it will only increase by 150 points.

However, Wood, who has seen Ivan's flying and pitching abilities, is very confident to bring the score back!

They are now the complete, invincible Gryffindor team!

It's also time for those Slytherin bastards to take a good look at who is the king on the field!

To this end, Wood worked hard to prepare new tactics.

However, the training process was not as smooth sailing as Wood thought.

As a Seeker, Harry was in a daze and always deserted during training, so much so that he didn't even notice when the Golden Snitch flew directly in front of him.

"Stop, stop it!" Wood quickly stopped the training, looked at Harry, and said angrily.

"Harry! What on earth are you doing?! The Golden Snitch was right in front of you just now, and you didn't even notice it! If this were an official competition now, we would definitely lose!"

Wood was so angry that Harry's performance now was far worse than before.

"Sorry, Captain, I was just thinking about something," Harry said embarrassedly. He was still thinking about where he dropped his invisibility cloak, so he was seriously distracted.

"I don't care what you are thinking at ordinary times, but on the field, you have only one mission, and that is to catch the Golden Snitch! Win! Do you understand?" Wood directly interrupted Harry's words and said seriously .

Harry nodded reluctantly.

Then the training started again. As one of the two core members of the new tactics, Ivan was under a lot of pressure.

Because the indicator Wood gave him was to score fifteen goals in one hour!

This means that on average one goal is scored every four minutes

What Ivan didn't expect was that Wood also called on others to form a blocking team in an attempt to prevent him from scoring.

According to Wood, if Ivan can break through their blockade, then the Slytherin people will definitely not be able to stop him during the game!

But for Ivan, who is not cheating, it is really difficult for him to score goals quickly while facing pursuit.

However, when he suddenly proposed to lower the difficulty appropriately, Wood shook his head and looked at him with trusting eyes.

"I believe you can do it! Come on Hals!" Wood clenched his fist and slapped Ivan's chest solemnly.

After saying that, he led everyone on the broomstick, divided into three teams, and chased Ivan all over the stadium.

Ivan was distracted for a moment and saw Wood, who was chasing behind him, hit the Bludger with a stick, and the sound of strong wind sounded in the air.

Your uncle's! Ivan cursed in his heart, hurriedly dodged sideways, then deflected his body to avoid the attack of George and Fred, and finally neatly threw the Quaffle in his hand into the frame.

Ivan successfully scored a goal again, but Ivan didn't show any happy expression.

In this short half-hour, Wood has figured out his course of action. Under Wood's command, the entire defensive system is designed to be watertight, and it becomes increasingly difficult to score goals.

"Quick! Faster!"

"There he is! George, go and intercept him!"

"It's not the left, he's cheating, he wants to score!"

Under the siege and interception of everyone, Ivan was really tired of dealing with it, and it felt as exciting as the battlefield.

He vaguely began to regret that he had agreed too quickly before, and he didn't know if he would regret it now.

Ivan spent the entire afternoon on the Quidditch pitch. In the end, he used his Firebolt to be fast and successfully managed to reach the goal before the sun set.

"Okay, that's it for today's training!" Wood landed on the ground on his broom and waved to everyone.

After practicing hard all afternoon, George and others, who were already exhausted, breathed a sigh of relief. But when they flew to the ground, Wood had a straight face and reprimanded.

"What happened just now?! There are five of you, but you can't stop Hals! What if Hals is our enemy? Do you sit still and wait for death? And you, George, I asked you to intercept on the left When it happened, your reaction was too slow, Angelina, and so were you!"

Wood's mouth was like a cannon barrel, talking loudly, correcting the mistakes they made during the confrontation.

Only then did Ivan understand that the training was not just for him.

Wood is really good at calculating. It is estimated that if he had not scored fifteen goals in an hour, he would be the one being scolded now.

George curled his lips under Wood's scolding. Wood himself was there when he was chasing Ivan just now, and he still failed to prevent Ivan from scoring.

Fred, Angelina and others also spoke out in defense.

"Ivan's Firebolt is so fast, like lightning! How can we catch up?"

"Yes! Hals's flying skills are also very good. It's normal that we can't stop him. Those Slytherins definitely can't stop him either!"

However, no matter how they explained, Wood still scolded them and then said that he would continue to practice more in the future!

The wailing sounds of George and others suddenly sounded on the court.

Wood ignored their protests, but turned to look at Ivan and said with a smile.

"Hals, you did a great job. If you can maintain this level during the game the day after tomorrow, we will definitely win!"

In fact, Wood did not expect Ivan to score fifteen goals in one hour. That was almost impossible.

I just want to set a very high goal and let Ivan work hard in this area!

But I didn’t expect that Ivan actually did it!

Wood praised Ivan's flying skills with emotion, and then changed his tone and said that he had better keep up his efforts next time and strive to score twenty goals in one hour!

Ivan rolled his eyes. He had already reached his limit this time, and it was simply impossible to make progress in a short period of time.

While talking, Wood did not forget to remind Ivan to keep it secret and give his opponent a surprise this time!

"Those Slytherins don't know about your participation yet, but you are our secret weapon!" Wood said proudly.

Ivan nodded. Of course he would not spread the word everywhere. He would only inform one person at most.

(PS: The third update will be later)