Chapter 91: The Quidditch Match

Chapter 91: The Quidditch Match

The next morning, before the start of the Quidditch match, Kyle saw Cedric at the entrance of the Hufflepuff changing room.

Compared to a week ago, he had lost a lot of weight and looked very tired. But his eyes were bright.

"We will win!"

Cedric, holding his Firebolt 1700, turned and confidently walked into the changing room.

But Kyle could tell he was still a bit nervous. After all, Cedric didn't usually shuffle his feet when he walked.

When Kyle reached the stands, the place was already packed. As one of the most popular events at Hogwarts, the Quidditch stands were always full.

Especially for a crucial match like today's.

Kyle squeezed through the crowd. Mickel and Ryan had already saved him a good spot in the front row.

Kanna, next to them, handed him a banner embroidered with a badger and the words "Hufflepuff Will Win!" It was handmade by the young witch, and she had even used Revealer. The badger on it was waving its front paws.

After Kyle took it, he used the Levitation Charm to put it in the most prominent location.

"We will definitely win!" Mickel said excitedly, "I have a feeling that Hufflepuff will bring home the Quidditch Cup this year!"

"That's a given." Kyle said, very much agreeing, "Mickel, I'm sure you have a talent for divination."

"Haha, I think so too." Mickel grinned.

Just then, the players entered.

"Look, they're here!"

On the stand, a seventh-year student with long, blond hair held a microphone and shouted, "First, entering the pitch is the Slytherin Quidditch team.

Although they lost a lot of points in the previous match due to an accident, they didn't give up. Led by Captain Rosier, they made a comeback and defeated both Ravenclaw and the top-ranked Gryffindor."

"Can they create a miracle in today's match and achieve three consecutive wins? ... Let's wait and see!"

"Oh! The Hufflepuff team is here too!"

The commentator raised his voice again. "First up is Captain Harris, an excellent Chaser. His goal record remains unbroken to this day. Harris has played an important part in Hufflepuff's achievements today.

"Following him are the Beaters…"

"And finally, the Seeker, Cedric Diggory! He has filled Hufflepuff's only weak spot!"

"The two teams are evenly matched. This will be an exciting game for sure."

The commentator's voice became more and more excited. He was practically leaning out of the stand.

With him stirring things up, the cheering from the stands never stopped. Yellow and green flags billowed like waves.

But there were more Hufflepuff supporters. They made up about three-quarters of the crowd.

Gryffindor would never support Slytherin.

Ravenclaw wasn't as firm in their stance, but the badgers were popular. Plus, Harris would go easy on them during regular matches, so that Ravenclaw wouldn't lose too badly.

So, this time, more than half of the young eagles were also supporting Hufflepuff.

"Both teams are in position. The match is about to start!"

Madam Hooch, holding her broomstick, went to the center of the pitch.

"Listen. I want a fair and honest game from all of you. Now, shake hands, captains."

Harris and Rosier each took a step forward. They shook each other's hand firmly, then quickly released their grip and stepped back.

After everyone had mounted their brooms, Madam Hooch blew her silver whistle.

Fifteen broomsticks took off and soared high into the sky.

The game had begun.

"The Quaffle was first snatched by Harris from Hufflepuff. He's as stable as ever…

Marcus Flint is going down. He wants to stop Harris's attack… A beautiful feint, Harris dodged, he's in front of Slytherin's goalposts now.

Keeper Bletch dived… Can he defend it… He missed, the Quaffle is in! Harris scores!

Ten to zero. Hufflepuff is in the lead!"

"Oh…"

The Hufflepuff supporters' cheers echoed in the cold air, mixed with the Slytherins' roars and groans.

Kanna excitedly grabbed Kyle's arm and shook it.

It was a normal action. It was just that the little witch was a bit too strong.

Kyle felt like his arm was being squeezed by two pliers. It hurt.

He couldn't understand. Kanna looked small and weak, and she didn't even eat much. How could she be so strong?

Thankfully, her attention quickly returned to the match.

Kyle rubbed his arm and subtly moved to the side.

In just that split second, the situation on the pitch changed. Marcus successfully snatched the Quaffle. Slytherin, with their broomstick advantage, reached the Hufflepuff goalposts ahead of Harris.

"Marcus is throwing… no, he's passing!

A beautiful feint, he fooled everyone, including the Hufflepuff Keeper. Rosier scores! Slytherin has scored!

Ten to ten!"

This time, it was Slytherin's turn to cheer.

"Two goals in less than a minute, two perfect feints."

The commentator's face was flushed with excitement. "It's so exciting! This game is amazing!"

The match continued. Both teams scored back and forth. The score remained close.

Especially in the first twenty minutes. Hufflepuff tried their best, but they only managed to hold a slight lead of ten points.

The Slytherin players were like they were on stimulants. They were incredibly aggressive. Marcus Flint even rode his broom and rushed over when the Keeper missed a save. He blocked the Quaffle with his face, preventing a goal.

At that moment, almost everyone cheered for him, not just the Slytherins. Even Harris, and Charlie from Gryffindor, gave him a thumbs-up.

No matter how many dirty tricks Marcus had pulled in previous matches, his actions deserved admiration this time.

But after thirty minutes, the situation changed.

The Slytherins slowed down noticeably. And they weren't as aggressive in their offense or defense as before.

In just about ten minutes, Hufflepuff scored three goals, bringing the score to ninety to fifty.

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