The disastrous defeat to Slytherin left the Gryffindor students depressed for a while, and for a long time they did not discuss any topics related to Quidditch.

But Harry's Firebolt undoubtedly made them regain their confidence and become fanatical again.

And this enthusiasm has grown stronger as time goes by.

Especially on Friday, in just one morning, Gryffindor's scoring hourglass dropped a lot, directly from the second place to the last place.

They were so excited that they couldn't help but discuss Quidditch during class, and were deducted points by the professors who couldn't stand it anymore.

Snape contributed the most among them, and half of the points deducted were due to him.

When the Gryffindors came to their senses, they found that their house had been deducted nearly 200 points... This result also made them more restrained.

The next morning, Kyle went to the auditorium with Cedric and Connor to have breakfast.

Today is the day of the competition, and from the moment they entered the auditorium, many people's eyes fell on him and Cedric.

As the first team to face the Firebolt, they received no less attention than Harry.

Especially the Ravenclaws, most of the people at the table were looking at them.

"Davis thought this was a good opportunity to see just how good the Firebolt really is."

Qiu sat down next to Kanna and whispered, "Besides, he couldn't think of any way to deal with the Firebolt, so he wanted to see what you were going to do.

Are you guys really okay? If we let Gryffindor win too many points, we won't have any chance of winning next time."

"Don't worry, leave it to us." Cedric patted his chest and said, "We have been training for a long time. I must let Wood know that he is too happy too early."

At a quarter to ten, the Hufflepuffs set off for the dressing rooms.

The weather is very good today, sunny and cool, and the breeze feels very comfortable on my body.

To be honest, this was not good news for Hufflepuff. They had various props provided by Kyle, which actually gave them an advantage in relatively bad weather.

Unfortunately, this is not something they can decide.

From outside, we could hear students from the entire school rushing into the stadium. From the noisy voices, we knew without even looking that there must be a lot of people coming.

"Don't be nervous." As everyone was about to leave the locker room, Cedric said, "We have practiced this many times, there will be no problem!"

They walked outside onto the field and the cheers were deafening.

But when the Gryffindor team, wearing red robes, came out, the cheers around them became noticeably louder.

Both sides came to the center of the court.

"Diggory, Wood, handshake!" Madam Hooch said crisply, and Cedric walked up and shook hands with Wood.

"Get on your broom and listen to my whistle. Three... two... one..."

Kyle only felt a whistling sound.

The Firebolt was faster than any other broom and flew out in the blink of an eye. Cedric followed closely behind. The two of them circled over the field and began to squint their eyes to look for the Golden Snitch.

The commentator's voice could also be heard from the stands.

"The game has begun. The biggest attraction of this game is the Firebolt that Harry Potter rides. The Flying Broomstick Encyclopedia says that the Firebolt is the national team's first choice of broomstick in this year's World Cup..."

"Jordan, can you tell us about the game?" Professor McGonagall interrupted.

"No problem, Professor. Just a little background information. By the way, the Firebolt has a built-in braking device that allows it to accelerate faster..."

"Okay, okay, now it's Hufflepuff's turn to control the ball. This move is so familiar... Harris must have taught Kyle his ball-grabbing technique... He's ready to shoot... Can Wood..."

"Oh...Wood missed the ball, Hufflepuff scores!"

Harry waved his arms in the air in frustration and looked more carefully for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch, but when he turned around, he found that Cedric was following closely behind him.

Whenever he tried to change direction, the opponent would overtake him and force him to change direction.

Harry had the feeling that Cedric wasn't concerned about the Snitch, but was just trying to bother him.

"Show him your acceleration, Harry!" Fred shouted as he aimed a Bludger at Kyle.

Kyle had just snatched the Quaffle from Angelina with a nimble somersault, and it was now speeding towards the Gryffindor goalpost.

Facing the Bludger thrown by Fred, he had no intention of dodging it.

The next second, Mikel flew over from the side, swung his arm and hit the Bludger away.

"Just keep moving forward!" Will flew over from the other side and blocked the second Bludger.

"...Leave the rest to us!"

With their help, Kyle successfully reached the goal post, then raised his hand and threw the ball... not into the goal, but to Grace on the right.

"Diagonal pass...Kyle's most commonly used fake move!"

Jordan exclaimed, "But it works... Wood's attention is on Kyle, Grace is scoring... She's a new Chaser on the Hufflepuff team this year... What a charming girl!"

Wood stared at Kyle, breathing heavily, looking like an angry bull.

Kyle shrugged, high-fived Grace, and returned to the center of the court.

Less than five minutes into the game, the score was 20-0 and Gryffindor was immediately at a disadvantage.

In the stands, the cheers of Hufflepuff almost drowned out Lee Jordan's commentary.

"Fred, George, what are you doing!" Wood screamed, "Knock him off the broom!"

"We... have been doing this!" Fred shouted as he tried his best to hit the Bludger towards Kyle, "But it seems that the two Beaters on their team have settled next to Kyle... Damn, they are blocked again!"

At this moment on the court, Kyle was not the only one who had someone making his home around him, Harry was the same.

Harry felt that Cedric was almost sticking to him and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he tried, because he couldn't keep speeding up and would have to stop to look for the Golden Snitch.

Every time this happened, Cedric would catch up from behind and continue to interfere with him.

Once he saw it, a golden light flapping its little wings, flying behind Angelina Johnson's ears... But when he was about to speed over, Cedric blocked his view.

Although he decisively went around from another direction, the thief disappeared in these critical seconds.

"Harry, this is not the time to be nice."

Wood, who had also spotted the Snitch, shouted, "Knock him off his broom if you have to!"

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(End of this chapter)