He could probably guess what was going on.

Maybe it was influenced by the commentator, or because Snape also came to watch the game, but in the first twenty minutes, the Slytherin team really held their breath, wanting to create a miracle.

So I will naturally give my all when playing.

But after they realized that they had tried their best but still could not surpass Hufflepuff in the score, the anger they had been holding back dissipated.

To put it simply, I tried hard... but it was useless... let’s go.

And in their opinion, although it was a pity that their own college could not win the championship, they were even more unwilling to see Gryffindor win the championship.

Since it is impossible to surpass Hufflepuff by 300 points, it would be better to create some trouble for Gryffindor and give Hufflepuff a few more goals.

By the time the final comes, every ball they give away today could be the spear that shatters Gryffindor's championship dream.

That's enough.

The Slytherins began to act, but they were not stupid. It was impossible for them to act openly in front of everyone. Instead, they only let slip a little at the critical moment.

So most of the little wizards didn't notice anything wrong and thought they were just unlucky or were exhausted and slow to react.

But not everyone can't see it.

In the Gryffindor stands, Charlie angrily pounded the stone steps in front of him and said, "Damn Rosier, I thought they had changed for the better!"

"This is cheating!" Fred and George were so angry that they shouted in the stands, "They are playing a fake game, they should be disqualified immediately!"

Although Fred and George tried their best to shout, their voices were barely audible compared to the deafening cheers around them.

Except for a few people around, no one else could hear it.

After realizing that yelling for a long time had no effect, Fred and George looked at each other, stood up at the same time and walked towards the commentary desk.

The match would definitely not be cancelled. They just wanted to expose Slytherin's despicable match-fixing behavior to everyone through the commentator.

But as soon as they approached the commentary desk, they were stopped.

"Weasley, what are you doing here?"

Professor McGonagall looked at them seriously and said, "This is not the place for you to be. Go back and watch the game."

"But Professor McGonagall..." Fred shouted, "Slytherin is playing a fake game, they are losing points on purpose!"

George also shouted, "They actually did this to prevent Gryffindor from winning the Quidditch Cup, and you just don't care?!"

Professor McGonagall was silent for a moment. "This is just your speculation, Mr. Weasley. There is no evidence to show that they are deliberately losing points."

"But……"

Fred wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Professor McGonagall.

"Go back and watch the game." She said with a straight face, "During a Quidditch match, no one except the commentator is allowed to touch the microphone. This is the rule."

"Can……"

"Forget it, Fred." George pulled Fred's robe, shook his head slightly and said, "Sorry, Professor McGonagall, we will go back now."

Professor McGonagall said nothing, but nodded slightly.

Before leaving, the two held on to their last bit of hope and turned to look at the commentator.

They were talking very loudly just now. At such a close distance, the other party must be able to hear them. If he was willing to help...

Fred and George stood there for a minute, but the other party kept passionately explaining the situation on the court and showed no intention of stopping.

The two of them completely gave up and returned to their original positions without saying a word.

Apparently, the other party, like Professor McGonagall, chose to remain silent.

After they returned to the Gryffindor stand, Lee Jordan quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

Fred and George shook their heads at the same time.

"Despicable Slytherin, cowardly and incompetent commentator, how could they do this."

Li Jordan was very angry. "I was originally thinking of competing for the position of seeker next year, but now I have changed my mind. I want to be a commentator."

"Go ahead!"

"We support you!"

Fred and George put their hands on Lee Jordan's shoulders at the same time, "We need to have our own voice!"

On the field, the Hufflepuff players also noticed something strange about Slytherin.

Harris glanced at the opponent's goal and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

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After a moment, he suddenly took a deep breath and his eyes became firm.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Harris, the Hufflepuff team also slowed down. They no longer tried to attack, but instead shrank their formation and adopted a defensive posture.

“What a bunch of idiots!”

Rosier gritted his teeth and threw the Quaffle towards the Hufflepuff goalpost.

With a crisp sound, the Quaffle hit the frame and bounced out.

After Harris received the ball, he flew slowly to the other side of the court and hit the ball on the Slytherin border as well.

"What a shame. It seems that after such a long match, Hufflepuff is starting to make mistakes too."

The commentator said in a very brisk voice: "Now it's the competition between the seekers. Whoever can catch the Golden Snitch first will win the game."

Kyle had no interest in watching the rest of the game.

He silently retreated to the last row of the stands and pulled out a piece of parchment from his robe pocket.

The Marauder's Map, which he borrowed from Fred and George before the game started.

Kyle took out his wand and tapped it lightly on the parchment.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

Unlike Fred and George who only read half of the command, Kyle read the complete command.

In fact, Fred and George had already found seven words, and with their IQ, they could have guessed the full password if they wanted to.

But they didn't do it, and when Kyle found an excuse to tell them, he was rejected by the two.

They were extremely determined in their attitude towards this matter and were determined to "find" all the clues instead of just guessing.

But Kyle didn't care.

As the ink line spread, the real live map appeared before him.

Kyle first noted down the locations of some secret passages, such as the one leading to the eighth floor and the one leading to the cellar of the Bee Dukes store, which would come in handy in the future.

After writing all this down, Kyle turned his gaze toward the Hufflepuff common room.

(End of this chapter)