Chapter 425 Quidditch Final

The next day was the day of the game. After Kyle and the Hufflepuff team finished breakfast, they went to the Quidditch field together.

"Good luck, Kyle." Connor waved and shouted, and Kyle waved back.

After changing clothes, they walked out of the locker room and came to the field, where the noisy sound came over them.

This was the last game of the year, and there were a lot of spectators in the stands. Almost everyone in the castle showed up here.

Even Dumbledore was sitting in the middle of the teacher's seat, talking to Professor McGonagall with a smile.

As for Professor Snape and Professor Sprout, they were not among them. They sat at the front of their respective colleges, with clear positions.

"The Hufflepuff team is on the field!" Lee Jordan, who was the commentator as usual, shouted: "The captain Cedric and Kyle are in the front... This is a team that can always surprise people. I feel that they can break the record for the fastest capture of the Golden Snitch today!"

"The Slytherin team on the other side is led by Marcus Flint..."

While he was speaking, the two teams had already arrived in the middle of the field.

"The two captains shake hands!" said Madam Hooch.

Flint and Cedric walked up and shook hands tightly.

Then, with a whistle, the game began, and fifteen brooms, including Madam Hooch, flew into the sky at the same time.

"Now Hufflepuff has the ball. Kyle is as strong as ever. He got the Quaffle first... Slytherin's Warrington tried to intercept... Wow, this Bludger was beautifully played, Warrington stopped... Beautiful, Kyle dribbled past Montague again, he scored, Hufflepuff is leading!"

When the Quaffle passed through the goal, Hufflepuff supporters cheered...

In contrast, the voices from Gryffindor were a little quieter... They would rather see the game become tense, so that Gryffindor could win the championship in the end.

On the court, Kyle, who had just scored, was about to return, but when he turned around, he saw Flint rushing towards him.

Kyle turned his broom in time to avoid being knocked down.

"Sorry!" Flint grinned, "Sorry, I didn't notice there were people here!"

"It's okay." Kyle smiled, "Playing Quidditch, this is normal."

Flint didn't care at first, but he soon understood what Kyle meant.

During one of the attacks, he was hit hard by the Quaffle, so hard that he almost thought it was a Bludger.

"Foul!" Flint pointed at Kyle and roared at Madam Hooch: "He did it on purpose, Slytherin should take a free throw!"

But his request was rejected.

"No, that was a normal pass!" Madam Hooch shouted: "You suddenly appeared in the middle, the game continues."

Flint's face turned red with anger, and he waved his fist angrily.

Passing the ball?

Does passing the ball require so much force? He felt that the Quaffle could even be thrown out of the court!

At this time, Kyle had already scored the second goal.

20 to 0.

Seeing that Hufflepuff was leading so early, the Slytherin players were furious and soon began to fight for the Quaffle by any means.

Boll hit Grace with a bat, and when he was found out, he argued that he thought she was a Bludger. Mikel was so angry that he supported his broom with both hands and kicked him in the face.

"Oh, this move is so wonderful, I must learn it... I'm just kidding, Professor McGonagall... I mean, this behavior is wrong, you should use your elbow secretly..."

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall stood up.

"Sorry, Professor, sorry, never again..." Li Jordan said quickly: "Ms. Hooch awards each side a free throw..."

This time both sides scored the free throw, and the score was 30 to 10.

"Now Slytherin has the ball, no, Hufflepuff took the ball away, it was Grace. No!... Slytherin took the ball back again, Flint almost knocked her off the broom... Flint flew towards the Hufflepuff goal... Watch out!"

But Flint scored, and there was a cheer from the Slytherin side, and Snape, who was in the front, also showed a gloomy smile.

Next, Slytherin repeated the same trick.

Montaigne turned to Kyle, pretending to grab the Quaffle, but his hand reached for Kyle's broom...

Then just when his hand touched the broom, a small thing that looked like a plant bud suddenly emerged from the branches.

Strange, how could a Bowtruckle be in the broom... Before Montaigne could figure this out, he saw the Bowtruckle stretch out its sharp claws and pierce his fingers.

Montaigne subconsciously retracted his hand, but because he moved too quickly, his body shook and he almost fell off the broom.

"Foul!" Montaigne, who had stabilized his body, shouted proudly, "Ms. Hooch, there is something in his broom, foul!"

Ms. Hooch flew over, but found nothing, and because his action of grabbing the broom just now was too obvious, Hufflepuff got a free throw opportunity instead.

"What a pity..." Kyle, who scored a free throw, whispered as he passed by Montaigne.

Montaigne was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire.

Then, Kyle and Grace each scored a goal.

60 to 20.

Hufflepuff has a bigger advantage.

The Gryffindor stands were silent, and there was no cheering for the goal like before.

Wood grabbed his hair, and Fred and George also sat there, staring at the game in a daze.

Hufflepuff scored 60 points, which means that if the Golden Snitch's 150 points are added, their total score will exceed Gryffindor.

Fred and George's mood is extremely complicated.

They want to win the Quidditch Cup, but they don't want to see Slytherin win...

Not only them, but others also thought of this, even Lee Jordan's voice was much lower when he was commenting.

However, the game continued...

Kyle scored again, 70 to 20.

Later, Mikel used a bludger to knock the quaffle in Warrington's hand. Grace seized the opportunity, stepped forward to grab the ball, and threw it into the Slytherin goal.

80 to 20.

The Hufflepuff fans below became hoarse, and Professor Sprout was now at the front, using his wand to draw a huge Hufflepuff badger in the air.

At this time, a golden light suddenly flashed.

Many people saw it... The Golden Snitch was hovering less than a few feet from the ground.

Almost at the same time, Malfoy and Cedric moved.

They accelerated suddenly and dived towards the Golden Snitch.

When they were close to the ground, the two were side by side and pounced forward at the same time...

There was no sound around, and everyone was nervously waiting for the result.

Finally, Cedric stretched out his hand, revealing the flickering gold between his fingers.

With the advantage of height, he was the first to catch the Golden Snitch.

"Congratulations to Hufflepuff..." Lee Jordan's voice was a little choked, but he still said loudly: "They won the final victory and got the Quidditch Cup!"

Hufflepuff supporters rushed over the fence and poured into the stadium.

As soon as Kyle landed, he was carried up with other players and lifted high.

He saw Hagrid wiping his tears, and Professor Sprout jumping up and down with excitement... She didn't look like a professor at all now.

Dumbledore stood in the stands, holding the huge Quidditch trophy in his hands, smiling at them.

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