Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Harry turned to look at Cedric, who had obviously heard this too.

"Wood is right..." Cedric smiled, "Go ahead."

For a moment, Harry thought that Wood must have been mad.

The seekers of other teams are relatively more flexible small men, with the exception of Hufflepuff.

Cedric is so tall that if he were to hit him, he might fall off the broom.

Harry turned the Firebolt upwards, and soon it was higher on the court.

The competition has entered a fierce stage at this time...

"Hufflepuff leads 90 to 10... Potter seems to be in some trouble... Oh, the Firebolt is flying, see it turn around... Diggory's Nimbus 1700 can't compete with it, Firebolt The precise balancing ability of the crossbow is especially reflected in the long-term..."

"Jordan! Did Firebolt pay you for advertising? Hurry up and commentate on the game!"

"Good professor..."

No one cares about what happens in the stands anymore.

When Kyle threw the Quaffle into the goal again, George frowned slightly, said something to Fred, and then tentatively hit the Bludger in the direction of Cedric.

At the same time, Fred also targeted another Chaser.

However, the Hufflepuff batters just raised their eyes and had no intention of helping. Even though the two Bludgers flew elsewhere at this time, they still followed Kyle closely.

Cedric spun around in the air and avoided the Bludger. The other Chaser was not so lucky and was hit in the arm. He grimaced in pain, but fortunately he did not fall.

"We can't target Kyle anymore, it's useless!" Fred immediately shouted loudly: "He is protected like an iron bucket, there is no chance!"

"Then target other people!" George said, "When he is the only one left, we can still get the score back!"

The two hit the Bludger directly at Grace, but the opponent nimbly dodged it.

They had been training to dodge the Bludgers for a month, leading up to now.

After being reminded by Fred and George, Gryffindor also discovered Hufflepuff's purpose... Four guarantees and one, except for the seeker and the goalkeeper, everyone else was trying to clear the way for Kyle.

Three Chasers rushed over, trying to stop Kyle.

But before they could get closer, they found that the path in front of them was blocked by Hufflepuff players.

Not enough chasers? It doesn't matter, there are batsmen who can make up for it... The meaning is also very obvious, you can come and hit whatever you want, at worst, we will be out together...

"This style of play is so rogue, who came up with it!" Angelina's face turned red with anger.

Of course she couldn't go out with the Hufflepuff players. Without their obstruction, Kyle's scoring would only be smoother.

In this moment of confusion, Kyle had already flown past, used a fake move to deceive Wood, and threw the Quaffle into the goal post.

"100 to 10!"

Jordan shouted, taking his attention away from the Firebolt for the first time.

"Hufflepuff created a path for Kyle and no one could stop him from scoring, no one!

Nimbus 2000's speed was brought to its extreme, with crisp ball grabbing and flexible flying skills... He was like a fire dragon breaking into the sheepfold, a scoring machine!

The score is getting bigger... Can the Firebolt turn the tide... There is not much time left for Potter.

Listening to the voices on the commentary table, Harry became more and more anxious.

But he couldn't get rid of Cedric.

Harry tried various methods, but the other party seemed to regard him as the Golden Snitch and would never let him go.

There was no way, in order to get rid of Cedric's interference, Harry could only keep accelerating, flying around while looking around for the golden light.

Although it is difficult to focus all your attention on looking for the snitch, it is much better than having your view constantly blocked by people.

There was another exclamation from the stands...

"Got another goal?" Harry thought to himself, subconsciously raising his head.

Wait...that's not right!

He saw that the Quaffle was still in Katie's hand, and Cedric, who had been following him, suddenly began to dive towards the ground.

"Did he see the Golden Snitch?!"

Harry didn't have time to think, he quickly turned his broom and chased after him. Cedric suddenly stopped diving, but he couldn't stop and kept falling.

Harry's face turned red as he came to a stop less than a foot from the ground.

He was actually fooled by a Wronsky fake, and just a few minutes ago, he had also used this trick.

"it's a pity……"

Cedric sighed. This distance was his limit, and he might not be able to stop any further.

But I finally got some time.

He did see the Snitch just now, but it was in the opposite direction, above Harry's head... but he was flying too fast to notice.

A few seconds later, the ashamed and angry Harry rocketed up like a bullet again.

At the same time, two Bludgers also flew towards Cedric, one on the left and one on the right, passing in front of him and Harry.

Fred and George had always felt that Harry could easily defeat Cedric with the Firebolt in hand, but now it seemed that was not the case.

Wood was still thinking about getting points before the game, just dream!

If they let Cedric drag them on any longer, they might really lose.

And with their help, Harry was completely liberated.

Cedric was too busy to care for himself. He was finally able to concentrate and search for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch.

Then he saw...the shining golden snitch near the Slytherin stand.

Harry started to speed up, and no one could stop him this time... He was going to win, and the Snitch was about to get it... At this moment...

"Oh!" George shouted, pointing down.

Harry was distracted and looked down.

Three hooded "dementors" were standing there, looking up at him...

It's strange why dementors appeared in the stands...

Harry didn't have time to think too much. He stuffed one hand into his team robes, pulled out the wand pinned inside, and shouted, "Guard!"

A silver-white thing emerged from the tip of the wand and shot straight at the dementors, but Harry did not stop to take a closer look, his eyes were still looking ahead... When he was almost there, he stretched out the wand that was still holding it. With his hand, he grasped the struggling Snitch.

Ms. Huo Qi’s whistle sounded...

At the same time, the Quaffle grazed Wood's fingertips and just fell into the goal post.

The scoreboards on both sides flashed at the same time.

160:160

The cheers were deafening, as if they were going to collapse the stadium. The crowd clapped excitedly, clapping their hands until they turned red.

"Incredible...Hufflepuff did it. I can't believe it. They defeated Firebolt!" Li Jordan roared.

Professor McGonagall stood behind him, clapping her hands excitedly, not even correcting him.

Because Harry caught the Golden Snitch in the end, according to the rules, the winner should be Gryffindor.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

In most people's hearts, Hufflepuff is the real winner.

Cedric relied on an old Nimbus 1700 to hold back Harry, who had a Firebolt.

And with the help of his teammates, Kyle scored 150 points alone...

In their opinion, this was almost the best Quidditch match in recent years.

Kyle turned around in the air and saw six blurry yellow shapes flying towards him.

Each of them had injuries on their bodies. The arms of Grace and the other Chaser were hanging limply... Mikel had an obvious Bludger mark on his face and several teeth were missing. .

But everyone seemed very happy, hugging Kyle so hard that he almost knocked him off the broom.

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