Chapter 407 Four Protecting One

Harry turned to look at Cedric, who had obviously heard this as well.

"Wood is right..." Cedric smiled, "Go ahead."

For a moment, Harry thought Wood must have been pissed off.

The Seekers of other teams were all relatively agile and small, with Hufflepuff being the only exception.

Cedric was tall and strong, and if he really bumped into him, who knows who would fall off the broom.

Harry turned the Firebolt upwards and quickly rose to a higher place on the court.

The game was already in a white-hot stage at this time...

"Hufflepuff leads 90 to 10... Potter seems to be in some trouble... Oh, the Firebolt is flying, and you can see it turning... Diggory's Nimbus 1700 can't compare to it at all, and the Firebolt's precise balance ability is especially reflected in the long-term..."

"Jordan! Did the Firebolt pay you to advertise? Hurry up and comment on the game!"

"Okay, Professor..."

No one cared about what happened in the stands.

When Kyle threw the Quaffle into the goal again, George frowned slightly, said something to Fred, and then tried to hit the Bludger in Cedric's direction.

At the same time, Fred also aimed at another Chaser.

However, the Hufflepuff Beater just raised his eyes and had no intention of helping. Even though the two Bludgers flew elsewhere, they still followed Kyle closely.

Cedric turned in the air and avoided the Bludger. The other Chaser was not so lucky. He was hit on the arm and grimaced in pain, but fortunately he did not fall down.

"Don't target Kyle anymore, it's useless!" Fred shouted immediately: "He is protected like an iron barrel, there is no chance!"

"Then target others!" George said, "When he is the only one left, we can still catch up with the score!"

The two hit the Bludger directly at Grace, but the other side dodged it flexibly.

They had been training to avoid Bludgers for a month, just for now.

With Fred and George's reminder, Gryffindor also discovered Hufflepuff's purpose... Four protecting one, except for the Seeker and Keeper, everyone else was clearing obstacles for Kyle.

The three Chasers rushed over collectively, trying to stop Kyle.

But before they could get close, they found that the road in front of them was blocked by the Hufflepuff players.

Not enough Chasers? It doesn't matter, there are Beaters to make up... The meaning is also very clear, you can come, you can hit it anyway, at worst we will be eliminated together...

"This way of playing is too rogue, who came up with it!" Angelina's face turned red with anger.

Of course, she couldn't be eliminated with the Hufflepuff players. Without their obstruction, Kyle would score more smoothly.

In this moment of distraction, Kyle had already flown past, and used a fake move to deceive Wood, and threw the Quaffle into the goal post.

"100 to 10!" Jordan shouted, and for the first time, his attention was diverted from the Firebolt. "Hufflepuff has paved a way for Kyle. No one can stop him from scoring. No one! The speed of the Nimbus 2000 was brought to its limit. The clean and neat grabbing of the ball and the flexible flying skills... He was like a fire dragon that broke into the sheepfold, a scoring machine! The score was getting bigger and bigger... Could the Firebolt turn the tide... There was not much time left for Potter. Listening to the voice on the commentary desk, Harry became more and more anxious. But he couldn't get rid of Cedric. Harry tried various methods, but the opponent seemed to have completely regarded him as the Golden Snitch and always kept biting him. There was no way. In order to get rid of Cedric's interference, Harry could only keep speeding up, flying, and looking around for the golden light. Although it was difficult to focus all his attention on finding the Snitch, it was much better than being blocked by people all the time. There was another exclamation from the stands... "Another goal? "Harry thought to himself, subconsciously looking up.

Wait... No!

He saw that the Quaffle was still in Katie's hand, and Cedric, who had been following him, suddenly began to dive towards the ground.

"Did he see the Snitch?!"

Harry didn't have time to think about it, and quickly turned his broom to chase him. Cedric suddenly stopped diving, but he couldn't stop and kept falling.

After stopping less than a foot from the ground, Harry's face turned red.

He was actually fooled by someone using the Wronski fake move, and he had used the same trick just a few minutes ago.

"What a pity..."

Cedric sighed, this distance was his limit, and he might not be able to stop if he went any further.

But at least he bought some time.

He did see it just now The Golden Snitch flew in the opposite direction, above Harry's head... but he flew too fast and didn't notice it.

A few seconds later, Harry, who was ashamed, rose up again like a bullet.

At the same time, two Bludgers flew to Cedric from the left and right, passing between him and Harry.

Fred and George always thought that Harry could easily deal with Cedric with the Firebolt, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Wood was still thinking about scoring points before the game, dreaming!

If Cedric dragged on, they might really lose.

And with their help, Harry was completely liberated.

Cedric was busy with his own affairs, and he was finally able to concentrate on finding the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch.

Then he saw... the glittering Golden Snitch near the Slytherin stand.

Harry began to speed up, and no one could stop him this time... He was going to win, and the Snitch was about to be in his hands... At this time...

"Oh!" George shouted, pointing his finger down.

Harry was distracted and looked down.

Three hooded "Dementors" were standing there, looking up at him...

Strange, why did the Dementors appear in the stands...

Harry didn't have time to think too much, he put one hand into his team robes, pulled out the wand tucked in, and shouted, "Expecto Patronus!"

A silver-white thing emerged from the tip of the wand and shot straight at the Dementors, but Harry didn't stop to look closely, his eyes still looking forward... It was almost there, he stretched out the hand that was still holding the wand, and grabbed the struggling Snitch.

Madam Hooch blew her whistle...

At the same time, the Quaffle brushed Wood's fingertips and fell into the goal post.

The scoreboards on both sides flashed at the same time.

160:160

The cheers were deafening, as if they were going to collapse the stadium. The crowd clapped excitedly, clapping their hands red.

"Incredible...Hufflepuff did it, I can't believe it, they beat the Firebolt!" Lee Jordan roared.

Professor McGonagall stood behind him, clapping excitedly, and didn't even correct his mistake.

Because Harry finally caught the Golden Snitch, according to the rules, the winner should be Gryffindor.

But it doesn't matter.

In most people's minds, Hufflepuff is the real winner.

Cedric used an old Nimbus 1700 to hold back Harry with the Firebolt.

And Kyle, who scored 150 points with the help of his teammates...

In their opinion, this is almost the best Quidditch match in recent years.

Kyle turned in the air and saw six yellow blurs flying towards him.

Each of them was injured, and Grace and another chaser's arms were hanging limply... Mikel had a clear Bludger mark on his face and had lost several teeth.

But everyone looked happy and hugged Kyle so hard that they almost pushed him off his broom.

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