The Day of the Tournament

The sun dawned on the day of the Quidditch game, casting a warm and golden glow across the Wizard King IV Stadium. The Smith family was bustling with excitement, preparing for the event of the year. They had been looking forward to this day ever since Jordan had surprised Cain with a broom.

Cain, now five years old, had been practicing diligently on Starpiece III and had shown remarkable progress. He was eager to watch the Quidditch match, but there was a sense of anticipation for what the day held in store.

As the family gathered in the living room, Jordan took an old and ornate key from a small, secure box. It was the Portkey, a magical item that served as their house key, Gringott's key, and Portkey all in one.

"This key is essential for us to access all the important places, Cain. It's been in the Smith family for generations. Protect it with your life," Jordan explained to his son, handing over the key.

Cain took the key with a solemn expression. It was a symbol of their family's legacy and a hefty responsibility. Then he thought " if i hold this then..." before he can finish it Jordan already bought all two morw key from the same box and give one to his wife.

Cain can just watch it silently " isnt you say this key is important, protect with my life and now you just took out another 2 keys?" Muttured Cain.

As the family stood in the frontyard, they each held one end of the Portkey: Cain, Angelia, and Jordan. Jordan, with a stern yet focused look, declared the destination aloud, "Wizard King IV Stadium!"

With those words, the Portkey came to life. It emitted a pulsating, golden light, and the world around them blurred and swirled. Cain felt a sensation akin to being sucked through a vortex,

The dizzying whirlwind of colors and sounds engulfed them, and before they knew it, they landed at the stadium with a soft thud.

The Smith family had arrived at the Wizard King IV Stadium. The grandstands stretched upwards, filled with eager spectators who had gathered to witness the Quidditch match. Cain felt a mix of exhilaration and dizziness as he regained his composure after the Portkey journey.

" i swear when i go to school i will make tranportation that dont make me want to puked everytime" said Cain as he looked at his parents, who appeared unaffected by the trip, and held his mother's hand tightly. The stadium was a magnificent sight, and the Quidditch pitch was in perfect condition. There was an electrifying atmosphere in the air as the two teams, Manchess Unite and Liverpond, prepared for the match of the year.

Cain gazed at the players on their broomsticks flying on the sky, their vibrant robes billowing in the wind. The Quaffle, Bludgers, and Golden Snitch were all present, and it was a breathtaking sight for the young boy who had always dreamed of this moment.

As the moment before the game's commencement approaches, the entire stadium is filled with a palpable sense of anticipation. The fans, with bated breath, wait for the action to unfold. The players from both Manchess Unite and Liverpond have returned to their designated resting places, and a silent gradually descends upon the stadium.

The spotlight shifts to the commentator for this extraordinary game, a man named Jack. He stands at the center of the field, a commanding presence with a microphone in hand. With a dramatic tone, he announces, "Now, let us start the introduction!" Jack's voice reverberates through the stadium as he points to the left, proclaiming, "To the left, we have Manchess Unite!!!" His exclamation is met with a thunderous roar from the Manchess Unite fans.

In response, the players of Manchess Unite take flight, soaring high into the sky in a synchronized and awe-inspiring display of unity. The ground beneath them begins to tremble from the sheer force of their ascent, and the fans join in the excitement by chanting, "Unite, unite, unite!"

The unexpected happens as the ground itself undergoes a magical transformation. It morphs into an enormous chessboard, every square teeming with giant-sized chess pieces. The players of Manchess Unite, now airborne, expertly navigate their way to their designated chess pieces. Three Chasers assume their roles as bishops, two Beaters as rooks, the Keeper becomes the king, and the Seeker takes on the form of the queen. In a stunning display of precision, they begin to move in a chess-like formation, the ground-based chess pieces mirroring their every move.

Cain, who quite intrested in chess in the audience, is immediately drawn into this spectacle. He's about to savor every moment when, suddenly, the sky darkens, and a torrential downpour begins. Undeterred, Jack raises his voice above the rain, shouting, "To the right, we have Liverpond!" The rain intensifies, and the Liverpond fans echo their team's name with an ever-increasing chant, "Liverpond, Liverpond, Liverpond!"

The rain accumulates rapidly, causing the stadium to flood, and the Manchess Unite players are forced to retreat to higher ground, giving the spotlight to Liverpond. The once-majestic chessboard is now submerged in water, and the waves crash together, causing the giant-sized chess pieces to disappear beneath the deep water.

From the depths of the water, the players of Liverpond begin to emerge. Strangely, the water seems to follow them, creating a surreal effect as it surrounds each player, enveloping them in a watery cocoon. The players then start circling the field, forming a colossal sphere of water that seems ready to explode. Cain braces for the impact, but to his astonishment, the water explode but doesn't harm anyone. Instead, it transmutes into a dazzling array of magic particles that scatter throughout the stadium.

Cain's mouth hangs open in amazement as he witnesses this incredible display. His friends, Jorfan and Angelia, can't help but smile. Jordan leans in and whispers, "It's magic, Cain, pure magic."

Cain nods in agreement but remains fixated on the field. The stadium falls into a silent, expectant silence as Jack, with immense excitement, announces, "Now, let's start the game between Manchess Unite and Liverpond!!!" The very foundations of the stadium seem to shake as the players take their positions, and the fans erupt in passionate chants, their voices rising shouting their team name

"Liverpond, Liverpond, Liverpond!" cry the Liverpond supporters.

"Manchess, Manchess, Manchess!" cheer the Manchess Unite fans.

The stage is set for an epic showdown between two extraordinary teams, and the atmosphere is nothing short of magical.

As the match began, with the roar of the crowd and the players darting through the sky, Cain felt his heart race with excitement. He was about to witness the magic of Quidditch up close for the very first time.

But little did he know that this day held more surprises and mysteries that would soon come his way.

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To be continued...