Mysterious Journey

Chapter 663: Quidditch? ACE!

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England national team training base.
Lexer and Draven left the field and returned to the lounge, where they needed treatment and emotional stabilization.
Meanwhile, Eileen stood in the very center of the Quidditch pitch, preparing to give a belated self-introduction, as well as an explanation of the training arrangements for the next month, or rather – an inaugural speech as the temporary coach of the national team.
Of course, no one knew about the girl's little thoughts for the time being.
Most of the wizards were still immersed in the few Bludger strikes that pierced the sky, as well as the magical flying skills that Eileen showed in the brief exchange just now, like an aerial predator.
A very strange silence fell over the Quidditch pitch.
Everyone looked at the silver-haired little witch standing in the center of the field with extremely complex expressions.
Glug~
This kid…
Is she really here to participate in the summer training camp, or was she sent by a rival to wipe out the entire English Quidditch team?

"Well, I think it's better for us to get to know each other again first."
Eileen drew out her wand, deftly tapping the top of her beloved Nimbus 2000, adding two newly completed "kill" marks among the stars resembling an asteroid belt, while smiling and saying softly.
"Standing in front of you now is the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's 1991-1992 season Quidditch House Cup champion, regular season MVP, Finals MVP, ace of aces, the Queen of the Sky, Eileen Kaslana."
"K-, Kill King? So, Miss Kaslana, you just now were..."
Brandon Dunne couldn't help swallowing, looked at the somewhat gaudy broom in Eileen's hand, and asked softly in a slightly trembling voice, "I mean, those stars decorating your broom, could they be..."
"Kill Stars, isn't that a common thing?"
Eileen smiled slightly, "Don't worry, the arena safety in all the matches I've participated in is quite good. At least from the results, no Quidditch players have been injured. Magic is wonderful–"
*Pat*
Along with the girl's voice, a drop of blood slowly slid from the Bludger and dripped onto the smooth ground.
"...Um, sorry, it's been a while since I played, and I'm a little rusty with the finishing touches."
Following the gazes of Brandon Dunne and the others, Eileen stuck out her tongue a little embarrassedly, turned the wand in her hand and waved it lightly, whispering a phrase – Scourgify.
In the next moment, the bloodstains remaining in the middle of the field and on the Bludger were instantly swept away.
Compared to being restrained at school, facing adult wizards whose bodies and magic have fully developed, especially professional Quidditch players with the support of a professional magical rescue team, Eileen can finally go all out and move around a bit.
You know, when she used to play at Hogwarts, she had to carefully control her strength every time to avoid a Bludger directly piercing the other player's body – who would have thought that the bodies of these adult wizards would be so fragile? She originally thought that adult wizards might have some kind of automatic protective magic shield, or increased double resistance.
"It was just an accident this time, I'm very, very sorry, I'll pay attention in the future."
Eileen blinked with a light smile, clasped her hands together, and explained with an extremely sincere expression.
"It's definitely not because you and those older brothers called me 'little one', 'shorty', said I won't grow taller, or anything like that, that I lost my temper and didn't control my strength, and accidentally achieved this effect..."
"In fact, I didn't expect everyone to be so fragile, after all, it's actually very common at Hogwarts..."
"..."
Brandon Dunne's mouth twitched and he didn't speak.
And Tina Scamander, who was standing next to him, was almost going crazy now. She seemed to realize why Albus Dumbledore would specifically write a letter asking Newt to take care of this Quidditch prodigy.
Compared to the cute and soft appearance she had shown all the way here, when this child named Eileen Kaslana got on a flying broom and soared into the sky, the aura she exuded was simply the Grim Reaper in charge of life and death on the field.
To use Newt's words as a metaphor, this was simply a young Hungarian Horntail!
Fortunately, there should only be one child of this extraordinary level...
Before Tina Scamander could figure out how to subtly and appropriately tell her ignorant and confused husband about such a bad news when she returned home later, Eileen and Brandon Dunne's conversation came to her ears again.
"That's right, this is indeed a very common thing, you haven't been back to school to see it for too long, have you?"
Eileen replied quite seriously, while stuffing the Bludger in her hand into little Hannah's hands.
"This level of offensive and defensive intensity is no longer a surprising thing in the past year's games at Hogwarts. Apart from me, there are many people who can do this. Hannah, you demonstrate it to Mr. Dunne..."
"There are… many people? Normal… campus offensive and defensive intensity?"
Brandon Dunne's eyes twitched a little, and he didn't have time to complain about these fantastic words.
*Boom!*
In the next moment, another dazzling red light swept across the field.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a few cracks appeared on the stone wall of the Quidditch pitch tens of meters away.
And at the origin of the blast wave, Hannah Abbott, who threw this death throw, had a silly smile on her face and rubbed her slightly sore wrist – after half a vacation of practice, she can finally skillfully use the second layer of healing magic runes.
However, compared to Eileen, her power enhancement limit is ultimately weaker.
*Crack, crack, crack...*
Brandon Dunne looked blankly at the cracks that were still spreading, and the stone wall fragments that were slowly peeling off, and the few questions and retorts in his mouth all turned into strange croaking sounds, like the croaking of frogs before a summer thunderstorm.
Are all these little witches who came from Hogwarts monsters?
It was not until then that Brandon finally noticed that the top of the flying broom in the hand of the seemingly silly girl named Hannah Abbott was also imprinted with a silver "kill star."
Not surprisingly, there is probably also a "soul under the ball" in this silly little witch's record.
As for Miss Lovegood, who had been floating behind Eileen and Hannah, with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes, she also began to become unfathomable in the eyes of Brandon Dunne and a group of Quidditch players.
As a special student also recommended by Dumbledore himself, her harmlessness at this time is definitely a camouflage before hunting.
If Brandon Dunne was not mistaken, from beginning to end, this Luna Lovegood's eyes did not have too many fluctuations, whether it was the deafening roar, or the wailing of Draven and others, it didn't seem like anything special.
Eileen smiled slightly and continued to explain unhurriedly:
"Presumably you have also heard about it before, Hogwarts has been promoting educational reform pilots in the past two years. As the most important Quidditch project in the magical world, it is naturally also within the scope of curriculum reform. The three of us happen to be the first batch of students..."
"This is… the educational reform of Hogwarts? I have heard a little bit about it before. But…"
Brandon pondered for a few seconds, his eyes slid across the girls' immature faces, and his voice suddenly became a little faster:
"I see, Hogwarts only has flying lessons in the first grade! So, you are the pilot results of Professor Dumbledore's educational reform in the field of flying?! Has Hogwarts sorted out a new theoretical system?"
"Well, it's not a complete success, it's just a few immature guesses."
Eileen shook her head with a smile, "Some of the theories may require further verification by professionals."
"Further verification by professionals? So, that means it's us?"
Brandon Dunne frowned, rested his chin on his right hand, and murmured in confusion.
"If that's the case, then why didn't Professor Dumbledore write it directly in the letter before, and shouldn't this innovative theory in flying skills be published directly in international and domestic magazines..."
"It's very simple, because Professor Dumbledore is also a fan of the British Quidditch team."
Eileen blinked quickly, a flash of slyness in her eyes.
"Not to mention that the content on the letter paper cannot fully show the charm of Quidditch this wonderful sport. If all the theories are made public in the first place, the Bulgarian and Irish teams will not let go of this opportunity to improve their strength."
"Wait, then Professor Dumbledore means..."
"Professor Dumbledore didn't say anything. He just happened to let three students come to the British Quidditch national team to participate in the summer training camp. The changes in the training plan and the improvement in strength that occurred during this period are just the wonderful sparks that burst out after the clever collision and integration between school knowledge and practical experience-"
Eileen raised her finger meaningfully, and skillfully pulled out a furry little meatball from her chest.
"If you need it, I can help you ask for a written explanation from Professor Dumbledore. Of course, the recipient can only be me - I believe you should also be clear that, as the world-renowned guardian of the magical world, the professor's position is very delicate."
As her first little pet, the intelligence of the reserve grain is much higher than that of ordinary round-faced plump chickens.
Even when writing letters in front of everyone, it can clearly distinguish through Eileen's hints who the person to whom the letter is really to be sent is Albus Dumbledore, or "Albus Dumbledore".
Regarding the flying reform of the magical world, this was originally the content she discussed with Grindelwald some time ago.
Quidditch and flying brooms are inherently special features of the magical world.
Compared to simply engaging in firefights on the ground dimension, in the magical world, the wizard's battlefield is obviously much broader.
Driving a flying broom and engaging in a chase battle in the sky, for most wizards, is not much different in essence from the car chase gunfight scenes in Hollywood movies in the non-magical world.
Different from the ban on casting spells on the Quidditch pitch, except for special people like "Hermione Roadrunner Granger," almost every wizard driving a flying broom can be regarded as a warplane with infinite ammunition - the quality of the flying broom determines the basic performance of the warplane, and the attack intensity and protection ability depend on each person's magical ability.
As the Fairy Queen, Eileen has already obtained the relevant data of the Firebolt, which is being developed, from Douglas.
The traditional wizard flying broom technology, coupled with the strengthening of fairy forging skills, is enough to allow that new flying broom, which is still a model for the time being, to accelerate to 150 hours in ten seconds, that is, 240 hours.
This speed has reached the flying speed of most adult dragons, and also reached the critical value at which aircraft began to transform into warplanes in the early days of World War II - the wizard's physical strength is much higher than the human's endurance, which means that the pressure that ace pilots can bear can also be reached for wizards.
Regarding the technological innovation in this area, since Hyperion was successfully taken down, there have been relevant Destiny Group wizards who have been working with researchers in aerodynamics from the former Soviet Union to grind each other in, and cross-era technological innovations may occur at any time.
However, no matter how powerful a creation is, it ultimately needs to be piloted by suitable personnel.
And before that, there needs to be a complete methodology that can be used to train and teach the pilots of "new aircraft" to adapt to the upcoming aerial combat mode in advance - in this regard, the Quidditch League is undoubtedly an extremely mature test site.
Originally, Eileen originally planned to promote this theory in the Quidditch team at Hogwarts.
However, today's sudden situation suddenly gave her a new idea. Perhaps she can take advantage of the gap when Dumbledore is not watching her next to her, and try to integrate "aerial combat skills" and "Quidditch skills" with the English Quidditch national team, and then collect more information through this team in the next national team qualifiers.
Eileen has carefully studied the traditional Quidditch games and the rules of the Quidditch World Cup.
In the long two-year cycle of competitions, using flying skills to compete for Quaffles and Bludgers is the top priority of this stage of the competition, and all Quidditch defenses and attacks so far, in retrospect, can actually be seen as close-range aerial combat "humanoid warplane" fighting - compressing space, tail-biting ball interruption, moving escape...
She had already performed a successful demonstration of whether these experiences could be applied just now.
Due to the disadvantage of her broom in terms of flying speed, in order to find a suitable angle of attack, she directly pulled up the flying broom vertically during high-speed flight, using the broom tail's driving source as the axis, and rolled out a circular trajectory in the sky similar to a clock, and instantly landed behind Draven's position, completing the lock tail-bite.
Perhaps in Brandon Dunne's eyes, this flying technology is a bit incomprehensible and incomprehensible.
But in the eyes of most ace pilots in later generations, and even many of today's top ace pilots, this offensive and defensive shift action can be said to be a fairly basic dogfighting tactical maneuver, _____! (5 points)

Under Brandon Dunne's gaze, Eileen quickly wrote the authorization request letter to "Albus Dumbledore."
Watching the reserve grain flutter its wings and disappear into the sky, the girl clapped her hands lightly and said in a relaxed tone.
"As for the time while waiting for the professor's reply, if you don't mind, I can temporarily explain some simple flying theories to everyone first, as well as the decomposition of the flying movements just now..."

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