As soon as Ye Ting stepped onto the court, screams and cheers could be heard all around him.
These voices belonged to the girls who came to cheer for him. Although they didn't think highly of Ye Ting, they still gave him their greatest support.
Although Ye Ting's heart was mature enough and he didn't think much of this kind of treatment for the school hunk, he was still secretly happy in the depths of his heart and was slightly touched by their support.
He waved his hand around, and the cheers instantly became louder.
On the training ground, Roger walked toward Ye Ting with two brooms.
He threw one of them to Ye Ting and asked,""How is it? Are you ready? Do you need time to warm up?"
Ye Ting shook his head." No need. Let's start the competition now."”
"Alright then, the competition will begin now. I'll let you attack first. Don't say that I'm bullying you.”Roger was a little proud. He rode on his broom, randomly picked a side of the goal as his half of the field, and flew over.
The players around him stopped as well, and a Chaser threw the Quaffle at Ye Ting.
Ye Ting casually caught the ball and firmly grasped it. He didn't show any fear here.
The players walked out of the field one after another. When they passed Ye Ting, they greeted him in a friendly manner.
When it was Zhang Qiu's turn, she jogged in front of Ye Ting in public and whispered into his ear with a red face,""Come on, you will definitely win."
Then, she ran away shyly. This slightly tender charm made Ye Ting's heart flutter slightly.
He seriously suspected that he would become a lolicon under the repeated temptations of these little witches.
After clearing his mind, Ye Ting carried the Quaffle in one hand and flew to the other side of the goal on his broom.
He tried to fly around it a couple of times to get a little familiar with the unfamiliar broomstick he was riding.
Just like Roger, this was a slightly old " Five Star Sweep " broom. Compared to the Nimbus 2000, the Five Star Sweep was not fast, but it had an excellent braking system, which meant that it was good at speed and direction control.
Soon, Ye Ting was familiar with its functions.
Then, he nodded to the referee who had been waiting for a long time.
The referee, the team's other Chaser, loudly announced the start of the match.
The two of them rode on brooms and hovered in front of the goal on both sides, looking at each other from afar.
In Roger's opinion, Ye Ting was too calm at this time, so calm that it was abnormal.
He had thought that Ye Ting would be nervous and at a loss like the other newbies on the Quidditch field for the first time, and then show his flaws so that he could easily win.
However, the person in front of him was completely out of his expectations. Ye Ting was not at a loss. Instead, he held the Quaffle and calmly circled in front of the goal. He kept changing his direction and assumed a posture of accelerating at any time, as if he was ready to attack at any time.
However, the broom's ever-changing trajectory made it impossible for Roger to determine where it would start from and which direction it would head in. This made it impossible for him to make a judgment to intercept it immediately.
He was indeed a genius.
Roger thought so, but he still firmly believed that he could easily win with experience and skill.
However, in the next moment, before he could react, Ye Ting suddenly exerted force.
Ye Ting, who had been hovering slowly, instantly turned into a bolt of lightning. He flew towards the goal behind Roger at a strange angle.
With Roger's experience, he could tell that Ye Ting's sudden acceleration would put a lot of pressure on him, as well as the centrifugal force of the rapid turn. These were things that ordinary wizards couldn't withstand.
What an overpowered genius. Not only in magic, but also in sports.
He quickly pulled the broom handle and sped up, trying to stop Ye Ting midway.
But it was too late. Roger could only watch Ye Ting whizzing past him from the top left, rushing into his scoring area, and then throwing the Quaffle into the goal from almost zero distance.
1：0
When the referee player announced the score, even he could not believe it.
A rookie who had never played Quidditch at all and was riding a broomstick for the second time had managed to score a point ahead of their captain.
Were all the rookies so strong now?
He began to doubt his life.
In the audience, all the girls cheered loudly after a second of silence.
Their Prince Charming, Ye Ting, had lived up to their expectations. He had really scored against the Ravenclaw Quidditch captain.
With this opening, even if Ye Ting lost in the end, it would still be a glorious defeat.
Just this one point was enough to prove his talent.
Among them, Hermione and Penelope were especially excited. Even Penelope, who was usually intellectual and cold, was now like a little fan, shouting Ye Ting's name with a red face.
Ye Ting's performance was so stunning that the two of them felt honored.
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