Chapter 150
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Jing Shen Tian Si
"Why?" Wood said in a deep voice, "Give me a reason."
"First of all, Slytherins have to train new Seekers.
Draco is my friend, I have no reason not to support him, and secondly..." Aaron pointed to the approval note in Marcus's hand, "The special order has been issued, if the court is moved, Professor Snape Where do you put your face? "
After the words fell, the Slytherin team, which had been demoralized, immediately regained their fighting spirit, and confronted the Gryffindor team again.
Now it is no longer the stadium, but the face of the two academies.
Hermione tugged on Aaron's sleeve and gave him a reproachful look: I asked you to come over to try and persuade the fight, but you were afraid that they wouldn't be able to fight, right?
Aaron shrugged, that's why he didn't want to come over, middlemen are generally difficult to do.
"I naively thought that Slytherin would be reasonable." Wood shook his head speechlessly, calmed down and looked at Ron, "Go to Professor McGonagall."
"Draco." Marcus said not to be outdone, "We'll talk about the training later, go find Professor Snape."
"We're right this time." Wood said, "Did you call Professor Snape here to prevent him from stepping down?"
"Gryffindor is booked out?" Marcus put on a dazed look, "I'm sorry, I've been under a lot of pressure from studying recently, maybe I forgot."
"What a thick skin!" George said disdainfully.
Fred nodded in agreement, "Slytherin always does."
Draco and Ron looked at each other, standing still and not moving.
None of them were fools, and they knew very well that calling the professor over would make things worse.
The two people with a very bad relationship unexpectedly reached a tacit agreement at this moment, the enemy will not move and I will not move, as long as you stay honest, I will not bother the dean of the college.
"Guys, instead of fighting with swords here, why not sit down and talk calmly." Aaron suggested, "We can solve the problem in a gentle way."
"Okay!" Wood smiled playfully, "You guys leave here and train your Seekers at another time."
"I have a special order, which is related to Professor Snape's face, and Slytherin will not let it go."
"We Gryffindors won't let it go either," Harry said, and the rest of the Gryffindors were also outraged.
They were called up by Wood before dawn, and then listened to him talking about tactics for several hours in a daze.
If you don't win the court today, a similar thing might happen again, no one can stand it!
Compared with Gryffindor, Slytherin was slightly less patient, and several players had already taken out their wands under the hint of Marcus.
Suddenly, a piercing white light flashed between the two teams, leaving a shallow scratch on the lawn.
"Can you listen to me first?" Aaron raised the black wand in his hand. "I was called to mediate. If you continue like this, she will be unhappy, so give me face."
Marcus and Wood looked at each other, and each pressed their hands to suppress the emotions of the players.
Aaron looked at the Slytherin team, "Please some people put away their small moves first, if it really starts a fight, it won't end well."
Derian and Miles hesitated, then let go of their wand-drawing hands.
"You..." Hermione and Ron looked at them in astonishment, "It's too much."
"Don't be too hasty." Aaron stopped the two of them, and looked at George and Fred meaningfully, "Please calm down, too."
The Weasley brothers looked at each other and took their hands out of their pockets.
Hermione and Ron were speechless for a while, and they could have accused Slytherin of not talking about martial arts and wanting to engage in sneak attacks from the perspective of bystanders, but now they really don't have that face.
"As expected of Weasley!" Draco said contemptuously.
Aaron gave him a blank look, and walked between the two teams, "I think we should respect Professor Snape, but today's incident is indeed a bit unkind to Slytherin.
Therefore, I suggest that the two teams exchange the right to use the stadium once.
Today the stadium is given to Slytherin first, and next time Gryffindor can take up Slytherin's training time. "
Hearing this, Wood nodded thoughtfully, "If this is your sincerity, I can accept it, but the team members behind me may not accept it.
They were woken up by me early in the morning, and it was fine if they didn't sleep well, and they didn't even have time to eat breakfast. "
"Don't give up." Marcus said with a sullen face, "If you are not satisfied, are we satisfied?
Professor Snape's special order can only be exchanged for one stadium. "
"Captain Marcus, could you please keep silent?"
Aaron could guess what the captain of Slytherin was thinking. It was nothing more than a change of equipment and he wanted to come over to show off.
Picking this day when the Gryffindor team is chartered, and then relying on Snape's special order can greatly damage the morale of the opponent.
The means are not glorious, but the effect is there.
When the Gryffindor team saw the seven Nimbus 2001s, they almost stared out. After all, the best equipment for their team was Harry the Seeker's Nimbus 2000, let alone the others.
The equipment is simply a dimensionality reduction blow, and it takes a lot of effort to make up for it with strength.
Aaron turned around and looked at Wood, "I know it's not easy for everyone on the Gryffindor team, but their current state is not much better, and the effect of training can be imagined.
I suggest you go back and review your training plan, after all Slytherin has new equipment, right? "
Hearing this, Wood glanced at the light wheel 2001 in Flint's hand with a complicated expression, and hesitated for a while.
What Aaron said was right, but he was still a little unwilling.
"That's it! I'll give the Gryffindor team a compensation on behalf of the Slytherin team, and let it go."
The Gryffindor team looked at each other, the gazes of the six players collided, and the decision was left to the captain.
Wood was silent for a moment, "Tell me first, what compensation can you give us?"
Aaron smiled meaningfully, reached into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was a dark red ball in his hand, "I think this should be enough?"
"Quaffle?" Harry said unexpectedly, "but why does it look different?"
"Of course it's different." Wood's eyes lit up, and he couldn't speak excitedly. "I read it in a book. This is a limited collector's edition specially produced by the first Quidditch manufacturer in 1975."
George swallowed, his brain racing.
"If this thing is put up for auction, it might be able to exchange a Nimbus 2001 for our Seeker.
At that time, we will sell Harry's Nimbus 2000 together with our old broom, and maybe we can exchange for a new batch of equipment. "
"Sell it?" Wood gave George a bad look, "You say it again?"
"Sorry, Wood." George smiled awkwardly, "This thing must be kept in the exhibition room."
"We are quite satisfied with this compensation." Wood quickly took the Quaffle, fearing that Aaron would repent, and then led the Gryffindor team out of the field.
"Aaron, is that Quaffle precious?" Hermione frowned.
"Precious?" Draco said angrily, "Granger, you should know what is priceless!"
"Can't you buy it if you want?" Ron said.
"It's not too stupid." Draco sneered, "If one day Weasley is short of money, maybe he can discuss with the Gryffindor team about selling that Quaffle, which will definitely solve the urgent need."
"What do you mean?"
"Literally, this is the truth."
"Okay." Aaron rolled his eyes, "If it's time for training, let's do it!"
Marcus hesitated for a moment, "Actually, you don't have to meddle in your own business, I have my own plan."
"Your plan is to expose Slytherin's hole cards to the opponent in advance?" Aaron sneered, "Captain Marcus, I have to admit that as the captain, your vision is a bit short-sighted.
If I were you I would have taken out these Nimbus 2001s a few days before the Quidditch season started, and the effect is definitely several times stronger than it is now. "
Marcus' face darkened, "I..."
"No need to explain, no matter what reason you find, it can't change the fact.
Wood will strengthen Gryffindor's training according to the gap in equipment. "
"But we have an absolute advantage." Marcus said confidently, "There is no need to hide it."
"It's true, but your vanity today may make it harder to fight a crushing game in the future."
"That doesn't change the final outcome."
Aaron ignored him, but looked at the other members of the Slytherin team, "What Captain Flint said makes sense, and you probably think so too.
But I used to say a few words as a golf seeker, just a few words.
The Slytherin house team can have a sense of superiority, can reduce training time, and reduce the quality of training.
But you can think about it in reverse, if you can lose the game with seven Nimbus 2001, then the Slytherin team will become a joke, and the loss of reputation will be even more serious. "
Marcus was stunned for a moment, and the expressions of the other Slytherin players also changed slightly.
They suddenly felt that the Nimbus 2001 in their hands was a bit hot. Although they knew that the possibility of losing was very small, what if?
"First of all, Slytherins have to train new Seekers.
Draco is my friend, I have no reason not to support him, and secondly..." Aaron pointed to the approval note in Marcus's hand, "The special order has been issued, if the court is moved, Professor Snape Where do you put your face? "
After the words fell, the Slytherin team, which had been demoralized, immediately regained their fighting spirit, and confronted the Gryffindor team again.
Now it is no longer the stadium, but the face of the two academies.
Hermione tugged on Aaron's sleeve and gave him a reproachful look: I asked you to come over to try and persuade the fight, but you were afraid that they wouldn't be able to fight, right?
Aaron shrugged, that's why he didn't want to come over, middlemen are generally difficult to do.
"I naively thought that Slytherin would be reasonable." Wood shook his head speechlessly, calmed down and looked at Ron, "Go to Professor McGonagall."
"Draco." Marcus said not to be outdone, "We'll talk about the training later, go find Professor Snape."
"We're right this time." Wood said, "Did you call Professor Snape here to prevent him from stepping down?"
"Gryffindor is booked out?" Marcus put on a dazed look, "I'm sorry, I've been under a lot of pressure from studying recently, maybe I forgot."
"What a thick skin!" George said disdainfully.
Fred nodded in agreement, "Slytherin always does."
Draco and Ron looked at each other, standing still and not moving.
None of them were fools, and they knew very well that calling the professor over would make things worse.
The two people with a very bad relationship unexpectedly reached a tacit agreement at this moment, the enemy will not move and I will not move, as long as you stay honest, I will not bother the dean of the college.
"Guys, instead of fighting with swords here, why not sit down and talk calmly." Aaron suggested, "We can solve the problem in a gentle way."
"Okay!" Wood smiled playfully, "You guys leave here and train your Seekers at another time."
"I have a special order, which is related to Professor Snape's face, and Slytherin will not let it go."
"We Gryffindors won't let it go either," Harry said, and the rest of the Gryffindors were also outraged.
They were called up by Wood before dawn, and then listened to him talking about tactics for several hours in a daze.
If you don't win the court today, a similar thing might happen again, no one can stand it!
Compared with Gryffindor, Slytherin was slightly less patient, and several players had already taken out their wands under the hint of Marcus.
Suddenly, a piercing white light flashed between the two teams, leaving a shallow scratch on the lawn.
"Can you listen to me first?" Aaron raised the black wand in his hand. "I was called to mediate. If you continue like this, she will be unhappy, so give me face."
Marcus and Wood looked at each other, and each pressed their hands to suppress the emotions of the players.
Aaron looked at the Slytherin team, "Please some people put away their small moves first, if it really starts a fight, it won't end well."
Derian and Miles hesitated, then let go of their wand-drawing hands.
"You..." Hermione and Ron looked at them in astonishment, "It's too much."
"Don't be too hasty." Aaron stopped the two of them, and looked at George and Fred meaningfully, "Please calm down, too."
The Weasley brothers looked at each other and took their hands out of their pockets.
Hermione and Ron were speechless for a while, and they could have accused Slytherin of not talking about martial arts and wanting to engage in sneak attacks from the perspective of bystanders, but now they really don't have that face.
"As expected of Weasley!" Draco said contemptuously.
Aaron gave him a blank look, and walked between the two teams, "I think we should respect Professor Snape, but today's incident is indeed a bit unkind to Slytherin.
Therefore, I suggest that the two teams exchange the right to use the stadium once.
Today the stadium is given to Slytherin first, and next time Gryffindor can take up Slytherin's training time. "
Hearing this, Wood nodded thoughtfully, "If this is your sincerity, I can accept it, but the team members behind me may not accept it.
They were woken up by me early in the morning, and it was fine if they didn't sleep well, and they didn't even have time to eat breakfast. "
"Don't give up." Marcus said with a sullen face, "If you are not satisfied, are we satisfied?
Professor Snape's special order can only be exchanged for one stadium. "
"Captain Marcus, could you please keep silent?"
Aaron could guess what the captain of Slytherin was thinking. It was nothing more than a change of equipment and he wanted to come over to show off.
Picking this day when the Gryffindor team is chartered, and then relying on Snape's special order can greatly damage the morale of the opponent.
The means are not glorious, but the effect is there.
When the Gryffindor team saw the seven Nimbus 2001s, they almost stared out. After all, the best equipment for their team was Harry the Seeker's Nimbus 2000, let alone the others.
The equipment is simply a dimensionality reduction blow, and it takes a lot of effort to make up for it with strength.
Aaron turned around and looked at Wood, "I know it's not easy for everyone on the Gryffindor team, but their current state is not much better, and the effect of training can be imagined.
I suggest you go back and review your training plan, after all Slytherin has new equipment, right? "
Hearing this, Wood glanced at the light wheel 2001 in Flint's hand with a complicated expression, and hesitated for a while.
What Aaron said was right, but he was still a little unwilling.
"That's it! I'll give the Gryffindor team a compensation on behalf of the Slytherin team, and let it go."
The Gryffindor team looked at each other, the gazes of the six players collided, and the decision was left to the captain.
Wood was silent for a moment, "Tell me first, what compensation can you give us?"
Aaron smiled meaningfully, reached into his pocket, and when he took it out again, there was a dark red ball in his hand, "I think this should be enough?"
"Quaffle?" Harry said unexpectedly, "but why does it look different?"
"Of course it's different." Wood's eyes lit up, and he couldn't speak excitedly. "I read it in a book. This is a limited collector's edition specially produced by the first Quidditch manufacturer in 1975."
George swallowed, his brain racing.
"If this thing is put up for auction, it might be able to exchange a Nimbus 2001 for our Seeker.
At that time, we will sell Harry's Nimbus 2000 together with our old broom, and maybe we can exchange for a new batch of equipment. "
"Sell it?" Wood gave George a bad look, "You say it again?"
"Sorry, Wood." George smiled awkwardly, "This thing must be kept in the exhibition room."
"We are quite satisfied with this compensation." Wood quickly took the Quaffle, fearing that Aaron would repent, and then led the Gryffindor team out of the field.
"Aaron, is that Quaffle precious?" Hermione frowned.
"Precious?" Draco said angrily, "Granger, you should know what is priceless!"
"Can't you buy it if you want?" Ron said.
"It's not too stupid." Draco sneered, "If one day Weasley is short of money, maybe he can discuss with the Gryffindor team about selling that Quaffle, which will definitely solve the urgent need."
"What do you mean?"
"Literally, this is the truth."
"Okay." Aaron rolled his eyes, "If it's time for training, let's do it!"
Marcus hesitated for a moment, "Actually, you don't have to meddle in your own business, I have my own plan."
"Your plan is to expose Slytherin's hole cards to the opponent in advance?" Aaron sneered, "Captain Marcus, I have to admit that as the captain, your vision is a bit short-sighted.
If I were you I would have taken out these Nimbus 2001s a few days before the Quidditch season started, and the effect is definitely several times stronger than it is now. "
Marcus' face darkened, "I..."
"No need to explain, no matter what reason you find, it can't change the fact.
Wood will strengthen Gryffindor's training according to the gap in equipment. "
"But we have an absolute advantage." Marcus said confidently, "There is no need to hide it."
"It's true, but your vanity today may make it harder to fight a crushing game in the future."
"That doesn't change the final outcome."
Aaron ignored him, but looked at the other members of the Slytherin team, "What Captain Flint said makes sense, and you probably think so too.
But I used to say a few words as a golf seeker, just a few words.
The Slytherin house team can have a sense of superiority, can reduce training time, and reduce the quality of training.
But you can think about it in reverse, if you can lose the game with seven Nimbus 2001, then the Slytherin team will become a joke, and the loss of reputation will be even more serious. "
Marcus was stunned for a moment, and the expressions of the other Slytherin players also changed slightly.
They suddenly felt that the Nimbus 2001 in their hands was a bit hot. Although they knew that the possibility of losing was very small, what if?
