From the beginning of the game until now, the Quidditch field has never been quiet. Everyone keeps cheering and waving colorful flags.

If you look down from the audience seats, you will find that the original Quidditch field is divided into three areas of equal size.

There are no walls or other obstructions between each area, but they miraculously do not affect each other and are clearly separated from each other.

However, at this time, a very strange scene appeared on the field.

It was very lively on Krum's side. Five identical civet cats were chasing him around the field, attracting countless eyes.

Furong's performance was also very exciting. She seemed to be dancing some strange dance, circling lightly around the civet cat, and the civet cat had no intention of attacking her. Occasionally, Furong would reach out and try to take the golden key from its neck. Every time this happened, the civet cat would jump aside and prepare to attack.

But when Fleur began that strange dance again, it would become quiet again.

Someone noticed that the civet cat's reaction was getting slower and slower. If this continued, it would only be a matter of time before Furong got the key.

Although it wasn't as loud as the one next door, the strange dance was quite interesting and many people kept their eyes on it.

The only area where Kyle was was really quiet... There was no exciting chase or dancing. They just saw Kyle and the civet lying on the ground face to face, as if they were under a petrification spell.

That is why, from the beginning when everyone was paying attention to it, now almost no one is paying attention to it anymore.

"What the hell is Kyle doing!" Fred put down the flag in his hand that read "Support Kyle, Hogwarts Warrior" and rubbed his sore arm.

"Can civet cats cast petrification spells?" George asked.

"No, I won't!"

Cedric shook his head. "The most famous thing about the civet cat is its ability to split. Other than that, it doesn't know any magic...

"My father complained about the magical animal smuggling incident a few years ago after drinking one night. He said that it took them a lot of effort to catch all three civet cats. I specifically researched this kind of magical animal, so I remember it very clearly."

"So what is he doing?" George asked.

Cedric shook his head. "I don't know. Kyle should have his own ideas."

On the far right, there is a row of golden chairs in the front, which is the referee's seat.

Ms. Maxime leaned back slightly and asked quietly, "What is he doing?"

"I don't know either." Professor Lockneil, who was sitting in the back, said, "That child has a very good relationship with Scamander. Maybe he has some special way."

"You mean, he knows how to soothe a civet?" Ms. Maxime frowned.

This is what she is most worried about, because if this happens, Beauxbatons' advantage will be gone.

"Perhaps." Professor Lockneil paused, glanced at Dumbledore, and then continued as if we were chatting normally: "Mr. Scamander is a great master of magical animals. I am probably only a little more comprehensive than him in the study of civet cats, but I am ashamed of myself in other aspects.

What a pity he didn’t come today.”

Madame Maxime nodded, understanding what he meant.

Although Lockneil could only surpass Newt in his research on civet cats, that was enough, because they were competing against civet cats after all.

Although it was a bit regrettable that the remaining two warriors could not be stopped in the first level, at least Furong could gain the advantage afterwards.

"Ah, look!"

At this moment, a burst of surprised shouts brought Maxim back to his senses and he subconsciously looked towards the stadium.

Then a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Furong had already taken the golden key from the civet cat's neck and was now running quickly towards the door.

"Oh!" Another exclamation.

Maxim originally thought that something had happened to Krum again, but when he looked closely he found that he was using a Transfiguration spell to divert the civet cat's attention.

Although the transformation was brilliant, it was not enough to cause such loud cheers.

She subconsciously turned her gaze towards the area where Kyle was.

Because Kyle, who had been lying on the ground as if petrified, suddenly moved.

Without any warning, he suddenly pounced forward. Not only the audience, but even the civet cat seemed unable to react.

With everyone watching, Kyle quickly pulled the golden key off its neck, as easily as taking a baked potato from a plate.

Compare it with Krum who was chased all over the field by the civet cat and even his clothes were torn into strips... Many people couldn't help but scratch their hair in confusion.

They are really working on the same project. Isn't the gap a bit too big?

On the other side of the field, Kyle, who had received the golden key, whispered, “Now you hurry up and chase me, and that will also be considered as completing the mission.

"There are also dried long-bearded pike. I will put it at the edge of the forest when the sun sets, on the third tree behind the wooden house. Remember to go quickly and don't let the cats and raccoons eat it."

After saying that, Kyle ran away, and the civet cat jumped and chased him desperately from behind.

Kyle sped up, and the civet cat chased him even faster... There was always a distance of a few inches between the man and the cat.

"I knew it, I knew it!" Fred waved his flag excitedly in the audience. "Kyle must have been trying to trick the civet cat. Look, it really got fooled!"

"Come on, run faster!" George shouted at the top of his voice.

Finally, Kyle arrived in front of the door and decisively inserted the key into the keyhole.

The civet cat behind him scratched three long cuts on his robe with its claws.

“Crack!”

At this time, the door was also opened.

Kyle opened the door and stepped through.

In an instant, everything around seemed to suddenly turn.

The civet cat behind him disappeared, and the door disappeared too...

Like a puzzle that had been broken into pieces and then put back together, the huge Quidditch pitch was constantly stretching outwards, expanding, becoming larger than before.

Then the ground beneath my feet began to collapse, first from the farthest part, then closer and closer.

Soon, except for a foot around Kyle that was still intact, there was no place to stand, as if he was standing on the edge of a towering cliff.

The audience in the stands were just like him. They covered their mouths and screamed when they saw the collapsed ground, but then they cheered excitedly.

Because a golden light was flashing under the cliff, and in just a blink of an eye, it appeared in front of everyone. Because it was so fast, it seemed to have a golden tail behind it, which was very beautiful.

"Oh, the Golden Snitch!" someone shouted in the stands.

"No!" Cedric took his eyes away from the panoramic telescope and said excitedly, "The Golden Snitch doesn't have a long beak. It's the Golden Snitch, a rare species protected by the wizarding world and banned from trading in all countries.

"It is worth mentioning that the Golden Snitch was created to replace it."

"Oh... look, a Bludger!"

After the Golden Flying Man, a round Bludger also flew into the air.

George was so excited that he stood up from his seat. "Are they planning to host a Quidditch game here? It would be interesting to watch a game in the Triwizard Tournament."

…

George guessed right, but only halfway.

Because Quidditch requires three kinds of balls, but there are only two kinds on the field at this time, a Golden Snidget, and... twenty-nine grumpy Bludgers.

(End of this chapter)