Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

In fact, Glenn was interested in the chaser position from the beginning.

Firstly, it’s because Chasers have more highlight moments.

Secondly, people have always believed that the seeker is the most important role of a team, but this is not necessarily the case.

Under normal circumstances, even a very good seeker would find it difficult to catch a snitch in a very short period of time.

Whether it's the World Cup or the Quidditch Cup at Hogwarts, most games last several hours.

In fact, history has recorded a large number of matches that lasted for several days.

If the difference in the level of chasers between the two teams is large enough, the point difference can be widened to more than 150 points during this time.

Just like what the Irish team did in the 1994 Quidditch World Cup.

In this way, real Quidditch does not rely entirely on a seeker to solve problems as most laymen imagine.

The most typical example is the Hufflepuff House team.

Despite Cedric's extraordinary talent and skill, this team still cannot escape the fate of finishing last every year.

As for the batter, Glenn actually has little interest.

The reason why I am obsessed with this position is simply because the batter is better suited to protect the seeker.

Roger returned to the team and said to everyone.

"Duncan, Randolph. You two will temporarily serve as substitutes and participate in future training. As for the official competition, adjustments will be made."

The two of them had no objections to this, but there was a bit of confusion on their faces.

Judging from the current number of people, even if it is a substitute, only one is needed.

"That's it." Roger explained, "I believe you have all seen Glenn's performance, whether as a chaser or a batter."

"That's right." The two of them nodded sincerely.

"Based on possible future tactical arrangements, Glenn will adjust his position for different opponents, so I can't guarantee the probability of you two playing for the time being."

Roger pointed at Glenn and explained.

"I understand, no problem."

The two of them looked astonished and nodded in agreement.

In fact, substitute or not, as long as Glenn can win the Quidditch Cup, even if he doesn't participate in a single game, he is still a member of the championship team.

Just like Gryffindor's Spinnet last year.

"Then, let's stop here today. Remember to come on time to participate in daily training."

Roger gave Qiu and goalkeeper Peggy a few more words and announced the end of the selection.

"Let us remember the college team slogan-Ravenclaw~~~"

He drawled a long tone, glanced at the crowd, stretched out a hand and placed it among them.

The new and old team members covered it with their hands and shouted in unison.

"Give them some color and see!"

Glenn and Qiu looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking.

This guy is really good...

...

It’s another new week, and the professors’ classes, including Quirrell’s, are gradually getting on track.

The selection of the four college teams has been finalized, and the lists have been submitted to Mrs. Huo Qi for registration.

The identities of almost all the new team members have been discovered, except for Gryffindor's new Seeker.

This made all the little wizards in the castle who were interested in Quidditch even more curious.

At the time of mail delivery this morning, the opportunity to reveal the secret finally came.

Under the watchful eyes of the little wizards, dozens of owls flew into the auditorium, found their respective owners, and dropped the packages into their hands or on the table in front of them.

A small owl that looked familiar flew to Glenn, dropped an envelope, and then flew away without stopping, seemingly not interested in the food on the table.

Glenn quietly glanced at Qiu next to him and quietly stuffed the letter into his pocket.

If you don't pay attention, the person who wrote this letter should be Morgana.

"Look over there!"

Qiu didn't notice Glenn's little movement.

She was looking in the direction of the Gryffindor table and reached out to pat Glenn on the shoulder.

Six large long-eared owls formed a small team, holding a slender package in their paws.

"What a big package." Qiu pointed at the owls and turned around and said.

"It looks like a broomstick or something."

Glenn knew what was in the package, but he could only pretend to be curious and guessed.

The long-eared owls circled in a circle, attracting a lot of attention and curiosity, and then approached Harry and dropped the package on the table in front of him.

Harry obviously didn't expect this. His arm was hit and the bacon on the fork fell to the ground with a "snap".

He was stunned for a moment, and then tore open the letter on the package.

The letter seemed to be very short. He read it with two eyes, immediately took the package in his hand, picked up Ron beside him and hurried out.

They both seemed a little excited and couldn't wait.

Glenn and Qiu had just finished breakfast and were getting ready to go to class together.

As I was walking through the foyer, I happened to encounter a dispute.

"Just wait for your punishment, Potter, first-year students are not allowed to play with broomsticks!"

Young Master Malfoy said viciously with a mixture of jealousy and dissatisfaction on his face.

Ron's family is not very wealthy, and it is rare for him to have the opportunity to make Draco, the rich second generation, suffer, so he is naturally unforgiving.

This made the young master's face look even more ugly.

"Weasley, you can't even afford half a broomstick." He gritted his teeth and retorted, "I guess you and your brothers have to save it piece by piece."

"I hope it's not a quarrel, kids?"

A high-pitched voice interrupted them, and the inconspicuous figure of Professor Flitwick came down the stairs.

"Someone brought a broomstick to Potter, Professor." The young master pointed to the package in Harry's arms and immediately made a small report.

"Oh! I know," Professor Flitwick said, smiling broadly at Harry, "Professor McGonagall told me all the peculiarities of the situation, Mr. Potter. What model is it?"

"Nimbus 2000, sir." Harry glanced at Draco and replied.

In just a few minutes, Draco's expression changed several times in succession, from initial anger, to pride, to now shock.

Glenn watched the entire face-changing scene. He couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

[Core character, Draco Malfoy, friendship level -5, exchange currency 500.]

"Why are you laughing, Ollivander!"

The young master was ashamed and annoyed, his heart was filled with anger, and he couldn't help but choked.

Glenn shrugged and ignored him.

After all, the other party is just a child, and there is no sense of achievement in bullying him.

Harry grinned at Glenn and added.

"I have to say, Professor, I owe this broom to Malfoy."

Draco didn't seem to know the reason why Harry was selected into the team, and he still maintained the angry look on his face.

But in his eyes, there was a trace of confusion and confusion that could not be concealed.