Chapter 189

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The month of February arrived, and with it also came the third match of this Quidditch season, which is the match between my house, Ravenclaw, against Slytherin.

Compared to last year, my team was under more pressure as the entire Slytherin team had a Nimbus 2001 for each player, and even the fact that we saw them lose to Gryffindor didn't lessen that pressure.

"Calm down Clark, you walking around won't bring our victory" Roger said, sitting on one of the locker room benches holding his broom, but I could see his leg moving with nervousness.

"How can I calm down knowing they have brooms that outrun ours in speed?" Hillton said, still pacing, "The only people with brooms fast enough on our team to match their Nimbus 2001 are you and Ethan, and you two are Chasers."

What Hillton said made sense if we looked at things logically.

The Slytherin team had the best brooms on the market in their possession, and apart from them I was the only one in the entire school to also own a Nimbus 2001. And meanwhile Roger had a Nimbus 2000, with him having gotten it as a Christmas present from his parents.

Seeing the entire team reflect on what Hillton had said, I looked at them with a tired look.

'I understand that a fast broom is a big differentiator in a match, but could you at least not look like someone who is going to a funeral?' I thought, shaking my head.

Seeing that the team's morale was low, I rolled my eyes and went to my locker.

"If all of you are already so depressed and downcast just because of a few brooms, then wouldn't it be easier for us to just give up the match? It's no use playing if no one here believes we're going to win" I asked with a small frown as I opened my locker, causing the team to turn to me.

"We haven't given up yet Ethan," Christi said, and I just turned to look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"It's not what it looks like," I commented.

"Sigh, I knew our winning streak was going to end at some point" Dylan said, and Christi who was next to him gave him a little slap on the head.

"We didn't lose," she said to Dylan, "And we're not giving up either" she said that part looking at me.

"Yeah, we haven't lost yet, Dylan" Roger said frowning, "We can't forget that even with these fast brooms, Slytherin still lost to Gryffindor, and if I have confidence to beat the Gryffindor team, then I also have confidence that we can beat the Slytherin team."

As soon as Roger said that, the team started looking at each other, and realizing that what he said made sense the morale of some of the team members started to rise.

And as Roger spoke, Hillton was looking at him with an analytical gaze but with a small smile on his face nodding to himself, but it was hard to know what he was thinking.

"And about having fast brooms... We're not at a disadvantage," I said, closing my closet door with a slam, and when the team turned to me they saw that I was holding two brooms in my hands.

"Oh, you still have your Nimbus 2000" Isabell said, looking at the broom in my left hand.

"It's not just the Nimbus 2000 I have Isa," I said, swinging the other broom.

"Your Nimbus 2001? Yes, we know you have it" she said rolling her eyes.

"Ahem" Patrick cleared his throat to get Isabell's attention, "Isa"

"Yea?" she asked, turning to him, only to see Patrick signaling something with his eyes.

Looking in the direction Patrick was looking, Isabell's jaw dropped.

"Huh?" she said smartly.

Isabell, and the rest of the team were looking at a broom that was leaning against the wall, and that broom was my 2001 Nimbus that I had been using up until now.

"If that's your Nimbus, then that means..." Hillton started to say.

"That I have two Nimbus 2001s? Yes I have," I replied with a mischievous smile on my face.

"You rich little shit" Patrick said with an excited smile on his face, which I just shrugged.

Ignoring Isabell who was still looking between the brooms with a shocked look, the whole team started to applaud and celebrate, completely forgetting the fact that just a few minutes ago everyone was already certain of our defeat.

As the team cheered, I nodded to Roger who nodded back with a smile, as he was the only one who knew I had another Nimbus 2001 as he'd seen me putting it away in my locker before this match.

'Heh, now I'm sure I'm making the right choice' Hillton thought, looking at the team with a satisfied look, or more accurately, looking at Roger and me.

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-Ravenclaw Common Room-

The match, unsurprisingly for me, ended with Ravenclaw winning, with Hillton catching the snitch after 40 minutes of play with the help of Nimbus 2001.

It was very funny the face the Slytherin team made when they saw our team enter the pitch with two Nimbus 2000s and two Nimbus 2001s.

Arriving at the Ravenclaw common room, we all started to celebrate, as it looked like the cup would be won by us again.

And in between the celebration, Stephen ended up finding out that the Nimbus were mine and that I was the one who lent them to the team, and that's why he called me broom dealership, and after explaining the name to the non muggleborns everyone in the common room started calling me Broom Dealership as they laughed, ignoring my twitching eye.

"Hey Ethan?" I heard someone call me, and turning around I saw that the one who called me was Penelope.

"Hi Penny," I said, smiling at our dear sixth grade Prefect.

"Sorry to interrupt your celebration, but the Headmaster would like to speak with you" she said with an apologetic look.

"Would the Headmaster like to speak with me?" I asked aloud, with a raised eyebrow.

"Did he find out that you're the one playing these pranks on Professor Lockhart?" Anthony asked, and those around us who heard this either looked at me in surprise and shock, or simply raised their eyebrows before shrugging.

"So are you the culprit?" Penelope asked accusingly and surprised.

"No evidence, no crime" I quickly said, "And besides, are you going to believe something Anthony said? He probably doesn't even know what day it is," I said, and Anthony frowned as he looked at me, but he just didn't say anything because he didn't really know what day it is.

"...Sigh... Alright, but I've got my eye on you" she said, pointing at me with narrowed eyes.

"Being watched by a pretty girl all the time? That's a blessing," I said playfully, and I could see Penelope's eye twitch, but I knew from her emotions that she wasn't angry, she was actually amused.

"And he calls us perverts" Terry whispered to Anthony, who nodded, but I decided to ignore these two idiots.

"Ahem, well, I believe you know the way to the Headmaster's office, right?" she asked and I nodded, "Good. The password is Truffled Apples, don't forget"

As soon as she finished talking, she turned and left, probably going to monitor someone or going to study for her N.E.W.T.s, something I always see her doing.

"She didn't even say goodbye" I said with a hand on my chest in mock suffering.

"I think I already know why the twins' brother hates you" Sue said laughing.

"Ronald? Why would he hate Ethan? Aren't they friends?" Stephen asked confused.

"No, she's talking about the brother who has a dick up his ass" Michael said, but Stephen just looked at him cluelessly, "Sigh... The Percy 'Perfect' from Gryffindor"

"Oohh" Stephen said in realization.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"And why would he hate Ethan?"

"Urgh!"

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-Gryffindor Common Room-

[POV - Third Person]

"What are you doing?" Percy asked in an authoritative voice.

"Err... Writing?" George replied confused, looking at the parchments and books on the table and then at Percy.

"And what are you writing?" Percy asked with narrowed eyes looking suspiciously at the twins.

"Our Care of Magical Creatures essay" Fred said, looking strangely at his twin.

'Does Percy need glasses?'

'Maybe he is under a lot of pressure with his responsibilities as a Prefect'

'Yes, maybe that's it'

While the twins were having a silent conversation with their eyes, Percy who was in front of them got tired of waiting for an answer and took one of the parchments from the table in front of him.

"You're probably writing a recipe for some new prank, aren't you?" he said, and then began to read the contents of the parchment.

But the more he read, the more he realized that the parchment really was just the twins' homework.

But not wanting to give up, he put the parchment back on the table and picked up one of the ink bottles.

"Hmph! Maybe you guys aren't creating a new prank, maybe it's already done," he said, inspecting the open ink bottle closely.

Meanwhile, the twins just looked at each other without understanding.

"Hmm, maybe this ink is made with... with... Atchoo!" Percy, who had the vial in front of his face, sneezed, and the ink from the ink bottle ended up spilling on his impeccable uniform and his precious Prefect badge.

He then looked down at his robes with a horrified look, and without another word he turned and ran to the Gryffindor men's room, forgetting that he could clean himself with a simple cleaning spell.

And the twins, who saw their brother hurriedly leave, looked at each other with a raised eyebrow.

"George"

"Yes Fred?"

"I think that's enough homework for today"

"I agree with you Fred"

...

...

...

"Would you like to prepare some pranks for the upcoming Three Musketeers performance?"

"You know very well what my answer is my dear brother"

"So that's a yes"

"Clearly"

End.

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(End AN:I know my story is not updated daily, and its development is slow, but this is the first story I write.

And I would like to say that the second year, and by extension, the 2° Book is coming to an end.

The second arc of my story ends at chapter 210, and after that we will enter the third year!)