everyone loves quidditch

Chapter 8

Seven was lying on the lawn looking at the stars, and Ulysses was lying beside him. Not far away, there were cicadas singing and occasional frogs. In the forest after the rain, such tranquility was refreshing.

Seven said, "When I first joined the Comets, I had a lot of aspirations. I wanted to be a solid starter, I wanted to win a championship, and sometimes I wanted to be the best chaser in the league, enter the Hall of Fame, and retire my jersey. No. Later, I found out that every step is a heavy step, Quidditch is a giant, and I didn't realize how small I was when I first entered the league. At that time, I felt that nothing could knock me down. .”

At the end, Seven was a little shy and even lowered his voice.

They had just come off a Finals loss, falling at the feet of the Portree Madmans, losing the final game after a season of agonizing battles.

Ulysses tried his best in the last game. He flew all over the field, mobilized all available paths, and fought for every ball. He even collided head-on with Colin Bray in a scramble, and finally fell to the stands. Injured the spine, and this became the turning point of the entire game.

After the game, Graf dryly summed up the game in the locker room, "We lost to Madman again, but this time we improved a bit from last time. Last year we fell in the second round. This time we reached the finals. .”

Seven covered his head with a towel and didn't raise his head, "There's nothing to be proud of... No.2 means the biggest loser..."

Ulysses was reluctant to remove his towel, he silently looked at the little water stains on the ground in front of Seven, without saying a word.

After a while, Yuli asked, "Do you remember what I said before the last game?"

"what?"

"'Winning and honor, it's a fight here, but today's fight is nothing compared to a long career. We'll do our best.'"

"Um……"

"Severn, I only won the runner-up in the first year of the Queue League, but it doesn't mean anything. You see, we won the championship in the next two years, and then we were promoted to the Queue League... You have to understand, your Your career has just begun, and the glory that belongs to you has not yet come.” Yuli sat up and looked at the sky full of stars, “Of all the chasers, I admire Colin Bray the most. He has played for more than ten years. Ball, experienced a low ebb in his life when he was in conflict with Elsa Leo. It was a hole he dug himself, and he had to fill it up even when he was kneeling. Then one day, he stood on the stage of the finals again , defeated the opponent and won the championship.”

"Yuli, do you still want to be a Chaser?"

"Of course," Uli said, "but the batter can do it too. It's just a small change for victory."

Seven didn't speak, but looked up at the starry sky.

The sky is full of stars, so dazzling that it is hard to tell which one is which. Yuli said, "It is difficult to see such stars in the Muggle world. The city lights are too bright."

Sai Wen smiled, the breeze brought a burst of moisture, his face looked much softer in the moonlight, as if he was an 18-year-old boy who laughed to death.

"It's okay, Yuli is the brightest one, and I've found it."

Ulysses was struck by this one sentence.

Seven Hawker smiled happily. Yuli couldn't bear to say one more word to interrupt such happiness. He thought in a trance that when Seven first joined the team, Coach Sanger made up his mind to transfer himself to the batsman. In the position, Captain Vincent talked about his gossip, and in a blink of an eye, two seasons have passed.

The Comet team lost in the final. They thought Seven was the hardest hit. Ulysses took the initiative to solve problems for his partner. Who would have thought that Seven would soon come out of the shadows, and Yuli himself would be devastated.

Every professional player has a period of low ebb, making troubles every now and then, tormenting people from psychological to physical, and finally reborn or just sinking, but Ulysses has been too calm since he became a professional player, even changing positions. It didn't make him lose his form. Who would have expected that he had just finished saying "today's battle is nothing" with Seven on his front foot, but he turned around and was trapped in the quagmire of defeat.

During the summer training camp, Sanger shook his head repeatedly at Yuli's state, then turned to Graf and said, "My captain, it's time to play your part."

Graf was warming up on the sidelines, but stopped after hearing Sanger's words, and sighed, "It's a shame that I was born 8 minutes early."

Sanger laughed, "If you want to be a coach, you have to adapt to all kinds of people, their personalities, their quirks, their lows, their small self-doubts and their huge self-doubts, you know? This is a compulsory course for coaches."

Graf stopped warming up, was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head helplessly, "I am not suitable for feeding chicken soup for the soul, Coach Sanger, Yuli said that my chicken soup smells like chicken essence."

Graf paused, "We grew up together and know each other's embarrassing stories. If I talk to him about his problems, I will almost fight in the locker room like last season."

Sanger took off his glasses and let out a long sigh.

Graf winked at him slyly.

After the training, Ulysses held the ball and practiced for himself. He didn't stop until his teammates left one after another. After finishing the equipment, he turned around and saw Coach Sanger.

The white-haired old man had a gentle face, staring at him without saying a word, with a smile on his face.

A chill ran down Ulysses' spine, "Coach Sanger? Are you waiting for me?"

The broken ship bar was full of people, and Sanger fumbled for a long time with his wand before waving the silencing spell, "I haven't used magic for a long time, and I almost forgot that I am a wizard."

Yuli said, "It would be great if Graf could forget that she is a witch one day. No one can stop her magic."

Sanger smiled and did not continue this topic. The magic isolation made their place extremely quiet. Yuli drank butter beer and waited quietly for Sanger's next words.

"The last time I was here for a drink was with Phoebe," Sanger said. "You know, the head coach of the Mad Men."

"Coach Phoebe Crowder?"

"That's right, it's the old guy who talks about it all day long. At that time, Clint Bray and Elsa Leo had internal conflicts, and Phoebe was fired by the Madmen. He was very upset about it."

"Also scolded Colin Bray for being paranoid, arrogant, cold-blooded, unreasonable, and dirty." Uli added, "The whole world knows that old Phoebe and Colin Bray don't deal with each other."

"But last year when Colin Bray went to ask him to take over the coach again, the old man was cursing, but he took office very quickly. At that time, I was here with him and drank a glass of wine."

Yuli asked, "Did you talk about anything?"

"Talk about the Mad Men, talk about Clint Bray," Sanger said, "Phoebe and I talk about Clint Bray's talent, compare him to the greatest Chaser of all time, Daniel Lastrang. From physical fitness to personal skills, from post-up to offensive organization, in the end, Lastrang's talent makes him even better."

The Chaser Ulysses admired most was Clin Bray, but he didn't contradict Sanger's conclusions and listened quietly.

"Clin Bray is a very good player. He is diligent and hardworking. Although he is limited by paranoia, his paranoia makes him move forward bravely. His hard work allows him to realize all his talents."

Yuli understood what Sanger wanted to say.

He knows that his recent state is bad, but he doesn't want to compare with Colin Bray. Their talents are different, and their positions on the field are also different. What's more, it is Colin Bray's madman team, Defeated the Comets in the finals of last season.

"Coach Sanger, I don't want to talk about Colin Bray at this time." Yuli said honestly, "That makes me feel ashamed."

Sanger is as good as others, "Let's not talk about him, let's talk about another person. She has mediocre talent, but excellent intelligence. She encountered the upper limit of talent in the first few years of her career, so she relied on other things to make up for it-training, Regular diet, tactical research, etc., Colin Bray is probably everyone's idol, but she is mine."

"You used 'she', so can I take this 'she' to refer to Graf?"

"Yes, I was talking about Graf," said Sanger. "Every Quidditch player has a way of dominating the pitch. The Seeker by catching the Snitch, the Chaser by attacking the score, the Beater... Yes, you are the batsman, you know, control the tempo, hit the opponent, do everything on both ends of the offense and defense... Then, what about the goalkeeper? Graf finished the season with zero goals in Hogwarts in her sixth year, so, she Dominated the pitch?"

"..." Yuli was silent.

Sanger looked at him dangerously.

Graf was in a brave state that year, and kept zero opponents in all games throughout the school year.Graf always said that he has no talent for Quidditch. Look, is this something done by a person without talent?

Sanger's eyes were too sharp, Yuli compromised, and he replied shyly, "I don't know."

That year the title belonged to Slytherin.

"Young people's personal heroism." Sanger said, "The key to dominating the game is not one person, but she still does her best every game and goes all out. Once I talked to her about this,'Gra You're so paranoid, Fu,' she said, "I know people question me, but this level of paranoia is necessary for me, because I don't want someone to talk about me one day and say - Graf trying The low level is far from being qualified to compete with others for talent', Yuli, do you know that Graf was at a loss during the first two years of joining the Comets, when we were in Quejac, and sometimes I don’t know Knowing what she was thinking, what she wanted to do, what Quidditch was to her, but even so, she did everything she could and she knew she couldn't stop."

Yuli listened silently, he felt that the shackles in his heart seemed to be loosened.

Yuli returned home in the evening.

Seven was sitting on the sofa in the living room, flipping through a photo album. Ulysses thought for a moment that he was delusional, and it was only when Seven raised his head and called his name that he finally realized it.

"Severn? Why do you..."

"Yuli, you really looked like Graf when you were a child." Seven smiled and held up the photo album. In the photo, Ulysses was wearing women's clothing, standing with Graf, bouncing around with a smirk on his face.

Well, the image is ruined.

Yuli pretended to be calm, "The photo album Graf dug out?"

Seven nodded, "I'm here to see you, but you're not here, Guerra said show me something 'interesting'."

Seven laughed. He still remembered that when he first came to the Comets, Ulysses didn't talk to him very much, with a cold and distant look in his eyes. Who would have thought that the silly little guy in the photo was Uli.

"Is there anything you want from me?" Yuri asked.

Seven shook his head, "I just want to come and see you, you are not in good condition, we are all worried."

Yuli suppressed the slight warmth in his heart, "Thank you."

Seven stood up from the sofa, grabbed the broomstick at hand, "Yuli, let's play a game."