"Their biggest wish is to form their own circus and tour the world," Mark said with a smile, explaining to Albert and the others why Mario, Danny, and Jack were called the acrobatic trio.
"That's a very good ideal." Albert looked at the three of them curiously, then raised his hand and made a throwing motion toward them.
"This is easy, look!" Mario somehow produced a few small balls with strips of cloth attached, tossing them as he walked. The balls darted up and down like swimming fish, forming a circle, which was much more pleasing to the eye than a Muggle's ball toss.
"Amazing!" The group stopped to watch Mario's performance and couldn't help but applaud.
"I'm telling you, you guys have gone too far," Charlie yelled at them. "Get to the court first."
Mario grinned at Charlie, tossed all the balls into the air, then opened the pocket of his robe, letting all the balls fall into it.
This action earned him another round of applause.
Urged on by Charlie's stern voice, the group jogged into the Quidditch pitch. They went to the locker room next to the pitch to change into the protective gear they would use in the game. It felt a bit like the protective gear used when rollerblading. Charlie's training for Albert was flying, getting him used to flying on a broomstick.
After all, Albert had only recently started using brooms and needed to familiarize himself with flying in the sky.
Most pure-blood wizards start flying on broomsticks as children; George and Fred are the best examples, as they both fly quite well on their broomsticks.
In fact, it wasn't just Albert; all newcomers needed to learn to fly, to get used to flying, and to train their reaction speed while flying on a broomstick.
Albert looked at the broom that had been given to him; it was old and worn, with some branches sticking out haphazardly, clearly indicating that it hadn't been properly maintained.
He stepped onto the broom, waiting for Charlie's instructions.
"We fly around the field, we take off!"
Charlie led the team, starting to fly around the field.
After Albert took off, he found that his broom was a bit like an old bicycle, flying very slowly and not very easy to control.
However, Charlie flew at a moderate pace, so keeping up with the group wasn't a problem. The only one lagging behind was Lee Jordan. After all, he'd only tried broomsticks a few times and was a complete novice. While his broomstick riding skills were quite good for a newcomer, the problem was that he had Albert to compare him to!
There's no harm in comparison!
This made it seem like Li Jordan couldn't keep up with the team's pace.
"Flying well."
After flying five laps around the field and finishing his warm-up, everyone was generous with their praise. Keep in mind that Albert was only a freshman, and being able to keep up with them meant that he had a certain foundation in flying.
Moreover, everyone noticed that Albert flew very steadily and turned very skillfully, which really didn't seem like someone who hadn't ridden a broom many times.
After this circling flight, it's easy to understand why Charlie was optimistic about Albert.
After completing their rounds around the field, the regular players began training, while the rookies continued practicing their flying skills. This time, however, the difficulty increased slightly, as Charlie released two running balls from their boxes. The Weasley twins' task was to hold their bats and stand guard alongside Albert's team, flying alongside them while preventing the running balls from attacking Albert and his group.
Of course, this is actually a simple training exercise for batters, whose task is to protect their teammates with their bats.
Of course, once the Runaway Ball is released, everyone has to be on high alert to avoid being hit by it, which increases the pressure significantly. However, as a qualified Quidditch player, adapting to this pressure is a necessary process.
Fortunately, the wandering ball didn't bother them too often, and George and Fred were able to knock away the incoming wandering balls quite well.
"What's wrong with you?"
Halfway down, Lee Jordan suddenly descended. Albert, who was leading the flight in circles, noticed this and quickly landed next to Lee Jordan.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly realized I'm falling behind everyone's pace and I'm thinking of giving up." Li Jordan saw things clearly. Fred and George had been using brooms for a long time and flew better than most people. Albert started using brooms around the same time as him, but there was a reason Charlie called him a genius; he had mastered flying after only a few tries. Angelina, while not as good as the three of them, was still a great flyer, and she was practicing diligently.
What about myself?
Lee Jordan didn't think he flew badly, but he knew he couldn't keep up with the four of them. He also hadn't forgotten Albert's words: a dorm can't be full of Quidditch players… that would be hated.
"I'm planning to quit," Li Qiaodan said.
"Actually!" Albert reached out and patted Lee Jordan on the shoulder, "I never expected to become a professional player. You know why I'm here?"
"Why?" Li Qiaodan asked, dumbfounded.
"Because games are more fun when everyone plays together." Albert looked up and smiled at the three people who had landed behind him. "Just think of it as training with them. Besides, I actually quite like the feeling of flying, regardless of whether I participate in Quidditch matches."
"You probably like this feeling too," Albert said with a smile to Lee Jordan. "Alright, let's continue!"
"The feeling of flying?" Lee Jordan murmured. There was no denying that Albert was right; he did enjoy the feeling of flying on a broomstick, which was one of the charms of Quidditch.
The flight practice continued. Albert didn't know how long he had been flying, but he started to let loose when he had probably flown around the fifteenth lap.
Try to make the broom fly faster and challenge yourself to perform some more difficult moves.
Unfortunately, this broken broom starts to tremble when it flies too fast, as if it might fall apart at any moment.
"It seems... broken?" Albert noticed that even with the speed reduction, the old flying broom was still shaking; he had broken it himself.
Without hesitation, he quickly landed on the ground. If the flying broom broke, falling off it wouldn't be a fun thing, and he hadn't learned the shock absorption spell yet.
"What's wrong?" George asked, puzzled.
"My broom is shaking, it feels like it's going to break," Albert said with a helpless expression.
"Maybe the broom is too old; it shakes when it flies too high," Fred said to George with a helpless expression.
"Mine will veer slightly to the left," George also mentioned the broom issue.
"We're not flying for now," Albert said. "I'm going to check out that first."
He pointed to the book "Quidditch Origins" in the locker room, which Charlie had specially borrowed for the group to read. In Charlie's words, how could a Quidditch enthusiast not have read this book?