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In 1620, a wizard named Quintius Umfraville wrote a book introducing Quidditch, titled "The Noble Sport of Warlocks" – of course, the 'Warlocks' in the title was later changed to Wizards.

But regardless, elegance, nobility, and skillful aerial art...

These have always been the impressions of Quidditch in the minds of wizards.

Whether it's Rexcale, Brandon, or even Albus Dumbledore, everyone believes that the rules and regulations of this aerial sport have gradually matured, and only two small clouds are still floating in the sunny skies of the Quidditch field.

One is the Seeker's detachment from the team, and the other is the excessive uncertainty of the match time.

Apart from that, Quidditch matches have never been as popular and perfect as they are now – from Northern Ireland to Minami Tori Island in Japan, from Siberia to Melbourne, the rules and gameplay of Quidditch are known to everyone.

Therefore, even if there are still two small problems that have not been solved, the Quidditch world has always optimistically believed that it is only a matter of time.

The Quidditch philosophy formed over the centuries remains indestructible.

Until...

That woman appeared...

"Concentrate! Don't be distracted!"

Eileen shuttled around the edge of the field, roaring at the figures in the sky.

The amplifying charm made the girl's voice as loud as thunder, echoing throughout the Quidditch field, and the head coach Brandon Dunne had wisely blocked his ears and sat on the sidelines to rest.

"Full court press! Understand?! Full court!"

Eileen waved her hand and continued to roar aggressively.

"Bite the opposing Seeker to death, understand? Take turns using speed and angle to consume the opponent's stamina, forcing him/her to be in a low-energy state for a long time, don't relax your vigilance just because the opponent is a little girl, you have already lost three times!"

"Rexcale, pay attention to the screen on the defensive end! Before the Golden Snitch is found, you are a roaming Bludger!"

"Return to defense! Return to defense! Planck, do you think you are still racing on the ground? You are in the air! Directly pendulum maneuver and quickly turn around, Rexcale force her into the corner! Don't let her enter the scoring zone!"

"Hey! Eileen! Can't you relax a little bit?!"

In mid-air, Hannah looked at the two big men blocking her way, panting and looking angrily at the traitor below.

"If you help so one-sidedly, don't expect me to show you around after we get back to school!"

Although she could still try to knock them down with the Quaffle, it has become increasingly difficult to successfully knock down the opposing players with Eileen's training. The broomstick is much more flexible than a fighter jet.

If she fails to cause the opposing players to be reduced, then under the exchange of offense and defense, it will be difficult for them to regain the ball.

Quidditch matches do not have a twenty-four-second offense like professional basketball. The ball-holding side only needs to frequently pass the ball back and forth with the goalkeeper in the scoring zone to perfectly curb the attacking side's idea of stealing the ball.

At the same time, the Seeker, freed from the defensive end, can return to the offensive sequence and start hunting the Golden Snitch.

Compared with adult wizards, Luna Lovegood, the Seeker assigned to Hannah's side, is obviously at an extreme disadvantage in terms of physical strength. Unless the Golden Snitch actively bumps into her hands, it will be difficult for her to get rid of the pressure of two or more people.

"Sorry, Hannah, I am the head coach now..."

Facing the protest from the iron-headed girl, Eileen shrugged her shoulders indifferently and continued to direct the game.

"Pay attention to the position of the sun. Every time you attack the goal, it's best not to simply score... Beaters pay attention to long-range sniping, find opportunities to shoot down the opposing players, which is the best way to gradually roll the snowball!"

Accompanied by Eileen's voice, Rexton quickly pulled up his broom after completing the Quaffle throw.

The next moment, a dark Bludger passed through his shadow and slammed directly into the goalkeeper Ike, who was preparing to intercept the "silly" Quaffle. Behind the Bludger, Beater Zoey was still holding the action of swinging the bat.

"Oh, sh..."

Before Ike could finish speaking, the speeding Bludger had completed its mission.

Bang!

Ike fell from the side of the goal, spinning like a bird with broken wings.

Almost at the same time as Ike fell, the medical team who had been waiting on the edge of the field rushed out from the sidelines, catching the falling goalkeeper in time, and skillfully used their wands to move him to the nearby rest area for treatment.

Unlike Hogwarts' relatively backward protective measures and thin medical support capabilities.

As a professional Quidditch team, even the British National Quidditch team, which is in the lower reaches of the world's Quidditch teams, is quite trustworthy at least in terms of emergency rescue and the configuration of the field medical team.

Not to mention a small injury like a few broken ribs from being hit by a Bludger, even a penetrating wound is not a big deal.

"Ike is out of combat, temporarily removed from the field. The game continues."

Eileen glanced at Ike, whose chest and abdomen were still rising and falling, and said calmly, raising her head.

"You don't need me to teach you what to do after a reduction in personnel, right? Hurry up and win this game!"

According to the current Quidditch rules, unless it is a normal rotation due to the prolonged duration of the game, even in the event of injury or disability, no other athletes may be replaced, and the team will continue the game after the injured athlete leaves the field.

There is no doubt that in Eileen's view, the meaning of this rule is very clear.

Any sports competition is essentially a variant of war during peacetime, and as an aerial competition that has continued for centuries and runs through the ancient, modern, and modern history of magic, Quidditch simulates the battlefield.

However, with the evolution of rules from generation to generation, people have gradually forgotten this original intention.

If Eileen remembers correctly, according to the book "Quidditch Through the Ages":

In the oldest Quidditch origin game, wizards charged at each other riding brooms with sharpened heads, and the scoring method was to throw stones or solid lead balls into the opponent's cauldron, and killing the Golden Snitch was the way to end the game.

Although many of the concepts are no longer applicable today, some spirits are still connected.

"Attack! Keep attacking! Don't give your opponents a chance to breathe!"

Eileen narrowed her eyes and waved her hand coldly, letting Luna be sandwiched and slammed into the stands on the edge of the field.

"You have two Bludgers and one Quaffle. These things are not just for you to score points! Either grab the Golden Snitch one step ahead, or complete a full crew knockdown before that! Games are for fun, and professional competitions are for victory!"