Kyle walked with everyone through the hall and out of the castle.

The frosted grass crunched underfoot as they hurried across the field to the Quidditch pitch.

Less than five minutes later, more and more people came to the stadium, and the stands were soon filled with people. It was so dark that even if you were standing there, you could feel the enthusiasm all around you.

"I really don't know who will win this time." Mikel looked at the empty venue excitedly and said, "Although I hope it's Gryffindor, it will be more beneficial to us if Slytherin wins."

Because there are too many new members of Hufflepuff House, its own strength has declined to a certain extent. Although they are confident that Kyle and Cedric can make up for this part of the strength gap, Harry's Firebolt is a huge threat that cannot be ignored.

From the perspective of a friend and DA partner, Mikel naturally hopes that Gryffindor can win, but from the perspective of the team, he does not want to see Gryffindor score too many points.

Mikel struggled with this for many days.

"I don't know, but Gryffindor has a better chance of winning," said Cedric.

"Slytherin has two new Beaters, but apart from being strong enough, they know almost nothing about Quidditch."

"Who is it?" Mikel asked.

"Crabbe and Goyle," said Cedric.

“Those two gorillas?” Mikel blurted out. “Can they tell the difference between a Quaffle and a Bludger?”

"Who knows." Cedric shook his head. "Anyway, the last time I went to apply for the right to use the stadium, I happened to see them practicing using their broomsticks... At that time, they couldn't even do the most basic turns."

"Tsk," Mikel curled his lips, "What is Montague thinking? If Quidditch is an aerial wrestling game, then they will definitely win."

"It's not impossible." Kyle glanced at the sea of ​​green and silver on the Slytherin stands across from us and said, "We really need to be careful then. If they bump into us recklessly, we'll probably have to leave the field immediately."

"Deliberately bumping into someone... this..." Cedric frowned and said, "Mrs. Meng shouldn't be so shameless."

"Are you sure?" Kyle said. "Then why would he recruit two guys who are just big guys and have no experience with Quidditch to join the team?"

Cedric was silent for a moment.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"It's about to start!" someone suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes fell on the court below.

From Hufflepuff's position, they could clearly see the Gryffindor team walking out of the locker room.

Umbridge stood by the entrance, handing out new brooms to them in full view of everyone.

Angelina, Fred, and George have all received them. They are still using the old-fashioned five-star sweep, which is far inferior to the eleven-star sweep.

Fred and George looked at Umbridge with smiles on their faces. Their expressions were so sincere, and they kept saying something... I guess it was some compliments.

Because Umbridge, who originally wanted to embarrass them, had now handed over the broom in a daze.

But Harry didn't reach for the broom; he didn't even look at Umbridge, he just walked past her.

His Firebolt was countless times better than the Eleven Star Sweep, so there was no need to change it.

The same is true for Slytherin on the other side. Although the Nimbus 2001 is a model from a few years ago, its price is there and it is a high-end product launched by Nimbus. Its performance is still better than that of the Eleven Stars Sweep.

"Now get on your broom..."

Madam Hooch blew her whistle loudly.

The game started, the Quaffle was thrown into the air, and then all the players took off into the air, and the stands once again erupted in deafening cheers.

"Johnson, Angelina Johnson got the Quaffle, and she's like an eagle on her new broom..."

On the commentary stand, Li Qiaodan shouted excitedly: "What a great girl! I've been talking to her for years, but she still refuses to date me..."

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly came into everyone's ears.

"It's just a joke, Professor..." Lee Jordan said with a smile, "She dodged Montague, the pretty sloth rolled around in the tree... Oh, that was a close call, she was almost hit by the Bludger, thanks to the new broom, the excellent flexibility of the eleven-star sweep allowed her to dodge the attack, if it was a five-star sweep it wouldn't be possible..."

In the stands, all the Gryffindor supporters breathed a sigh of relief for Angelina.

"This is really troublesome."

In the Hufflepuff stands, Mikel said with a worried look on his face: "Gryffindor is already a strong opponent, and with these good brooms, it will be even harder for us to beat them."

Cedric listened to the discussions around him and suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Kyle asked, "Are you worried about this problem too?"

"Oh, no..." Cedric shook his head. "In fact, it would be more beneficial for us to replace the new broom. After all, except for your Firebolt, the brooms of everyone in our team are not as good as the Sweep Eleven, including my Nimbus 1700.

"So on this point, Gryffindor does not have any advantage. On the contrary, Slytherin is probably the most unhappy one."

"Then why are you so serious all of a sudden?" Kyle asked.

"I thought of something else." Cedric lowered his voice and said, "You may not have noticed that when Harry walked past Umbridge, she looked unhappy.

"Tell me, will you force everyone to use new brooms? Of course it has nothing to do with us, but your broom is a Firebolt."

"What does it matter?" Kyle smiled and said indifferently, "Don't forget that Harry's broom is also a Firebolt, and he is also a Seeker. When everyone uses Sweep, our advantage is actually greater."

"But Slytherin and Ravenclaw," said Cedric. "They don't have Firebolts."

"I didn't say anything when I used Nimbus 2000 before, and... don't you still have me?" Kyle glanced at Cedric. "Under the same circumstances as on the broom, don't tell me you'll lose to Malfoy and... oh, and Qiu."

"Of course, the premise is that some people don't deliberately let the game go." When Kyle said the last sentence, his voice was particularly heavy, as if reminding him of something.

"Of course I won't lose to them." Cedric said loudly, attracting the attention of many people.

Fortunately, at this time, Angelina just threw the Quaffle into the goal post, diverting everyone's attention again.

"I'm serious about Quidditch." Cedric glared at Kyle unhappily, "Besides, Cho won't let me let you win."

"Then what are you worried about?" Kyle said with a smile, "If Umbridge really does this, it will be like helping us solve the biggest obstacle on the road to winning the championship. Then we will have to thank her."

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(End of this chapter)