Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Wood stood tall and proud, "That's my honor!"

The batsman selection process continues, and Wizette finds that becoming a batsman seems to involve taking risks.

The wandering ball has an extremely strong offensive drive; if it is not knocked away, it will crash hard into the chest of the selector.

They were knocked off their flying brooms, their mouths hit the ground, and their teeth were broken. The word "miserable" is not enough to describe their condition.

This accident scared off many people, who left the field in a sorry state, using the excuse of taking the injured to the school hospital.

“That’s why Ravenclaw is so precious,” Wood muttered, noticing Cho Chang turn to look at him, and immediately tried to make amends.

"Actually, there are some brave ones... These two young men are also quite good, they react quickly and are quite skilled... They just need to continue to hone their skills."

The two students who received the spots were both third-year students named Jason Samuels and Duncan Ingleby.

After the batsman selection was completed, Qiu Zhang suddenly stood up with a "whoosh" and walked forward with a somewhat stiff body.

"Fred and the others told me that the second-year student... it seems like Cedric is interested in her..." Wood muttered to himself, jotting something down on his whiteboard.

"Her flying posture is very professional... She wore a Tathill Tornadoes jersey before, so it seems she's loved Quidditch since she was a child. I guess she'll be the Seeker!"

Vizette was momentarily speechless. "You're quite professional..."

“I’m just interested in Quidditch,” Wood nodded. “Nothing about Quidditch escapes my notice…including you!”

"Me?" Vizette instinctively shrank to the side. "It has nothing to do with me, right?"

Wood said very seriously, "I witnessed Harry's flying skills last night, and to be honest... while they were quite good, they were still a little lacking compared to yours."

"If his flying talent is exceptional, then it's like you were born to fly! To be able to achieve such astonishing speed using an antique like the Meteor is unbelievable..."

He lowered his voice and asked Wizette, "Interested in transferring to Gryffindor? I'm willing to risk my life to apply to Professor McGonagall."

Without hesitation, Vizette shook her head. "I'm very happy in Ravenclaw. I do what I love every day, and I also love the atmosphere here."

"That's a real shame!" Wood's voice was slightly regretful. He didn't continue speaking, focusing his attention on the field and evaluating the Seekers.

The most important factor for a Seeker is flight speed, which is essential to catching the Golden Snitch. Cho Chang, with his slender build, is several points faster than others in flight, giving him a significant advantage.

Roger could throw the marbles from different angles, and she could quickly detect them and catch them before they hit the ground.

The fact that she could do these things relatively easily shows that she has good observation skills and quick reflexes.

As Wood said, Cho Chang was far superior to the others and easily earned the Seeker qualification.

“The future looks very promising!” Wood exclaimed. “At least in the Seeker position, Ravenclaw has found a promising prospect.”

Qiu Zhang, who had qualified as a Seeker, was all smiles, and when he heard Wood's comments, he beamed even more.

“The rest are the chasers…” Wood scribbled on the board. “We can go back and devise a strategy later.”

Just as he was muttering to himself, a voice came from the side, "Mr. Lovegood, so you've been here!"

It was Professor Flitwick, the Dean of Ravenclaw, accompanied by Professor McGonagall, who was dressed in a green robe.

"Could it be..." Wood's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something bad.

He sighed deeply, muttering to himself with a wry smile, "Professor McGonagall, you are truly too fair! Couldn't you spare some of that overflowing fairness for Professor Snape?"

Professor Flitwick was very small, and his short legs allowed him to run very fast.

He was in front of Vizette in the blink of an eye. "Professor McGonagall told me that you have a great talent for flying. Would you like to participate in the selection?"

"I remember the bulletin board said that only second-year students could participate in the selection," Vizette asked.

“Rules can be broken,” Professor Flitwick said cheerfully. “We think that new students need time to adjust when they first join Hogwarts, so we added this rule.”

"But you don't have that problem at all. Your performance in class and on homework is outstanding! This is something we can all see."

Wiese nodded and said, "Since Professor Flitwick has said so, I am of course willing to give it a try."

Flitwick immediately sprang into action, "Then come with me, I'll talk to Arsenal!"

Qiu Zhang smiled and made an encouraging gesture, "Go for it! You can definitely do it!"

Anthony and Michael also stood up, desperately trying to show their support with their eyes, but Cho Chang stood to the side, and their actions were relatively restrained.

"Vizete! Keep it up!" Several more people cheered him on.

It was only then that Wizette noticed that quite a few Hufflepuff students had also come here.

It seems that wherever there's excitement to be had, these gossip enthusiasts will appear.

Vice-captain Roger is responsible for selecting the chasers; the first round of selection needs to be delegated to others.

Arsenal's Vincent is the team captain, a tall and strong man who plays as the goalkeeper and is also a seventh-grade player.

As a seventh-grade student, he needs to prepare for the NEWT exam, but he doesn't have enough time.

At the start of this academic year, he handed over most of the team's affairs to Roger, while he himself studied and reviewed his lessons.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Roger will be promoted to a permanent position after graduating from Arsenal.

"Seeing Wood's grim face made me happy," Arsenal said with a smile. "He came to me yesterday at noon to brag about some genius player from Gryffindor..."

He patted Vizette on the shoulder. "Professor Flitwick said you're quite talented too? Then hop on your flying broom and let me see what you're capable of!"

Chapter 45 If all else fails, then choose to trust Vizette.

The first round of selection began, and as Wizette had predicted, this stage was quite easy.

Whether hovering, circling, or even flying upside down, he is adept at all kinds of flight maneuvers.

When he returned to the ground, Arsenal said with a smile, "This is the first time I've ever seen a newborn fly so well in the Meteor!"

"This is Ravenclaw's most promising year yet!" he exclaimed, both excited and thrilled. "Have you considered which position you'd like to play?"

Vizette suddenly remembered that he had gained a new ability in the library, and perhaps there was a position that would suit him well. "How about Chaser?"

"No problem!" Arsenal said with a smile, "We'll make you a ball chaser no matter what!"

As the team captain, Arsenal naturally aspires to win the title.

Unfortunately, the team has suffered a severe loss of talent in recent years, resulting in Ravenclaw's poor performance, consistently finishing in fourth place.

There are only four teams in the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup. The fourth place team is better off than the last place team, only in terms of the name.

Ravenclaw prides itself on adopting the colors of the sky and eagles, yet it consistently ranks last in Quidditch, which is rather unacceptable.

Wizette's arrival gave Arsenal, who were facing graduation, hope of winning the title.

With great excitement, Arsenal approached Roger; "Have you found a suitable ball chaser?"

“Jeremy Stretton,” Roger pulled over a third-year student, “His reflexes and accuracy are decent; with some training, he should be ready to play!”

"However, we need two chasers, and there are no more suitable candidates at the moment. We can only go through the shortlist again to at least get the team together."

"Then let's get to know Wizette!" Arsenal unconsciously raised his voice. "A genius recommended by Professor Flitwick! His flying skills are impeccable!"

"Really?" Roger asked, somewhat surprised. "Vizet... I vaguely remember him, he's a freshman, right?"

Arsenal were as excited as if they had won the lottery. "I've already taken him through the first round of selection. He even did an upside-down flight and a dive, his balance and speed were impeccable!"

Roger's eyes lit up. "Then I'll just add the name to the list!"

Arsenal nodded. "Bring the Quaffle and the dribble, everyone get familiar with them, and have a short training camp."

Riding the team's flying broomstick, Vizet and the others ascended into the air.

Arsenal arrived at the goalposts. "Jeremy and Duncan, you two are in charge of taking away Wizette's Quake."

"Qiu, you and Jensen will be in a group. Jensen and Roger will hit the wandering ball together, and the target will be Wizette."

Qiu Zhang frowned slightly and raised his hand to ask, "May I ask... why are all the targets Vizette?"

"Of course I have confidence in him," Arsenal said with a smile. "We will build our tactics around him in the future. Now that everyone understands this clearly, there will be no need for further explanation during the official training session next week."

"The ball movement is a significant threat on the field. This training session will also be a test for you, as it will expose your weaknesses. I will formulate your training tasks based on this training camp."

Once everyone was ready, they immediately dispersed.

They maintained a distance of more than ten meters from each other, with Vizette at the center.

Roger opened the box containing the running balls, and the two running balls shot out like cannonballs, whistling through the air and tracing an arc before attacking the players on the field.

Arsenal throws out a Quaffle, "Vizete! Catch!"

Vizet, hovering in the service box, caught the Quaffle and launched it like an arrow.

Roger moved swiftly through the air, successfully intercepting a wandering ball and swinging his bat to send it flying.

The ball made a loud whooshing sound, drawing a dark arc in the air, and flew to Vizet in the blink of an eye. The distance between the two of them was no more than two meters.

Upon witnessing this scene, Qiu Zhang nervously gripped his flying broom.

The new players all had similar reactions; they hadn't expected Roger to be serious and show no mercy whatsoever.

"Isn't that a bit too much..." Roger muttered to himself, continuing his search for another ball.

Professor Flitwick, seated in the stands, gripped his wand tightly, ready to help Vizzet should she fall from her flying broom.

Professor McGonagall, sitting to the side, adjusted her glasses, but her fingers gripped the frame tightly, her eyes fixed on Vizette in the sky.

Wood narrowed his eyes and subconsciously clenched his fists. "Such a short distance! Most people wouldn't have time to react, right? Roger is supposed to be a chaser, but he plays such a ruthless ball-walking game!"

Arsenal held their breath, their eyes glued to the wandering ball.