Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The next day was the day of the game. After breakfast, Kyle and the Hufflepuff players went to the Quidditch pitch together.

"Good luck, Kyle," Connor called, waving, and Kyle waved back.

After changing clothes, they walked out of the locker room and came to the stadium, and the noise was overwhelming.

This was the last game of the year, and there were so many spectators in the stands that almost the entire castle was present.

Even Dumbledore was sitting in the middle of the teachers' chair, smiling and talking to Professor McGonagall.

As for Professor Snape and Professor Sprout, they were not among them. They were sitting at the front of their respective colleges, with clear stances.

"The Hufflepuff team is on the field!" Li Jordan, who served as the commentator as usual, shouted: "The ones at the front are Captain Cedric and Kyle... This is a team that can always bring surprises. Team, I feel like they can set a new record for catching the Golden Snitch the fastest today!”

"Slytherin on the other side is led by Marcus Flint..."

While he was speaking, both sides of the game had already arrived in the middle of the court.

"Both captains shake hands!" Ms. Huo Qi said.

Flint and Cedric stepped forward and shook hands.

Then with a whistle, the game started, and fifteen broomsticks, including Ms. Huo Qi, flew into the sky at the same time.

"Now it's Hufflepuff who has the ball. Kyle is as strong as ever. He got the Quaffle first... Slytherin's Warrington wanted to intercept... Wow, this Bludger was played beautifully, Warrington Linton stopped...beautiful, Kyle passed Montague again, he scored, and Hufflepuff took the lead!"

When the Quaffle passed through the goal, there was a roar of cheers from the Hufflepuff supporters...

In comparison, Gryffindor's voice was a bit muted... They preferred to see the game become anxious, so that Gryffindor could win the championship in the end.

On the court, Kyle, who had just scored, was about to return, but when he turned around, he saw Flint rushing towards him quickly.

Kyle turned the broom around in time to avoid being knocked down.

"Sorry!" Flint grinned: "Sorry, I didn't notice there was someone else here!"

"It doesn't matter." Kyle smiled, "It's normal to play Quidditch."

Flint didn't pay attention at first, but soon he understood what Kyle meant.

During an attack, he was hit hard by the Quaffle with such force that he almost thought it was a Bludger.

"Foul!" Flint pointed at Kyle and roared at Ms. Hooch: "He did it on purpose. Slytherin should take a free throw!"

But his request was rejected.

"No, that was a normal pass!" Ms. Huo Qi shouted loudly: "You suddenly appeared in the middle. The game continues."

Flint's face turned red with anger and he shook his fist angrily.

Pass the ball?

Does it take that much effort to pass the ball? He felt like the Quaffle could even be thrown outside the stadium!

By this time, Kyle had already scored his second goal.

20 to 0.

Seeing Hufflepuff leading so early, the Slytherin players were furious and soon began fighting for the Quaffle at all costs.

Bol hit Grace with a bat, and when he was discovered, he claimed that he thought she was a Bludger. Mikel was so angry that he held the broom with both hands and kicked him in the face.

"Oh, this move is so exciting, I must learn it... Just kidding, Professor McGonagall... I mean, this behavior is wrong, you should use your elbow secretly..."

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall stood up.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I'm sorry, never again..." Li Qiaodan said quickly: "Ms. Huo Qi will give each side one free throw..."

This time both free throws were scored, and the score reached 30-10.

"It's Slytherin who has the ball now, no, Hufflepuff took the ball away, it was Grace. No!...Slytherin got the ball back again and Flint almost knocked her off the broom Get down... Flint flies towards the Hufflepuff goal... Watch out!"

But Flint scored, and a burst of cheers broke out from the Slytherin end, and Snape at the front also showed a gloomy smile.

Next, Slytherin repeated his old tricks.

Montague turned to Kyle. He pretended to grab the Quaffle, but his hand reached for Kyle's broom...

Then, just when his hand touched the broom, a small thing that looked like a plant bud suddenly emerged from the branches.

It was strange that the Bowtruckle was in the broom... Before Montague could figure out the problem, he saw the Bowtruckle stretching out its sharp claws and pricking his finger.

Montague subconsciously retracted his hand, but because he moved too fast, his body shook and he almost fell off the broom.

"Foul!" Meng Tai shouted proudly as he stabilized his body, "Ms. Huo Qi, there is something in his broom, foul!"

Ms. Hooch flew over, but found nothing, and because his action of grabbing the broom was too obvious, Hufflepuff got a free throw opportunity.

"What a pity..." Kyle, who scored a free throw, whispered as he passed by Montague.

Meng Tai was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire.

Next, Kyle and Grace each made another shot.

60 to 20.

Hufflepuff has an even greater advantage.

There was silence in the Gryffindor stands. There was no cheering for the goal like before.

Wood was holding his hair, and Fred and George were sitting there, looking at the game in a daze.

Hufflepuff scored sixty points, which also meant that if the Golden Snitch's one hundred and fifty points were added, their total score would exceed Gryffindor.

Fred and George had extremely mixed feelings.

They wanted to win the Quidditch Cup, but they didn't want to see Slytherin win...

Not only them, but others also thought of this. Even Li Qiaodan's voice became much softer when explaining.

But the game continues...

Kyle scored again, 70-20.

Later, Mikel knocked the Quaffle out of Warrington's hand with a Bludger. Grace seized the opportunity, stepped forward to grab the ball, and threw it into the Slytherin goal.

80 to 20.

The Hufflepuff fans below were all hoarse. Professor Sprout was now at the front, using his wand to draw a huge Hufflepuff badger in mid-air.

At this time, a golden light suddenly flashed.

Many people had seen it...the Golden Snitch, hovering less than a few feet above the ground.

Almost at the same time, both Malfoy and Cedric moved.

They accelerated violently and dived towards the Snitch.

When they were close to the ground, the two of them were already side by side and pounced forward at the same time...

There was no sound around, and everyone was nervously waiting for the results.

Finally, Cedric stretched out his hand, revealing the golden touch between his fingers.

With his height advantage, he was the first to catch the Golden Snitch.

"Congratulations to Hufflepuff..." Li Jordan's voice was choked, but he still said loudly: "They won the final victory and won the Quidditch Cup!"

Hufflepuff supporters broke through the fence and poured into the stadium.

As soon as Kyle hit the ground, he was picked up along with other players and lifted high.

He saw Hagrid, who was wiping his tears, and Professor Sprout, who was jumping up and down with excitement... She didn't look like a professor at all now.

Dumbledore stood in the stands, holding a huge Quidditch trophy in his hand and looking at them with a smile.

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