Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 208 Snape's Solo Show
As the only goalkeeper captain among the four teams, Wood's strength naturally needless to say.

But Kyle didn't expect to be able to score at the beginning. After a tentative goal, he knew that this game was definitely a tough one.

"It's troublesome."

Kyle's face was serious, and he felt a little regretful.

In this case, it's not so easy to beat Gryffindor with a zero... I should have known that he would have stopped bragging to Cedric just now.

On the other side, Wood raised his eyebrows at Kyle triumphantly, and then threw the Quaffle to his teammates on the other side.

"It's Gryffindor with the ball now... it's Alias ​​Spinnet the Chaser, who was a talent spotted by Oliver Wood who was just a substitute last year."

Li Qiaodan continued to explain, but his voice was obviously much louder and more passionate than before.

"Ball passed to Katie Bell again... oops, Hufflepuff takes the Quaffle, Kyle again, he looks like he can actually fly, man... don't slow down to dodge the Bludger , this flying technique is incredible, why doesn't he become a Seeker...Sorry, Diggory, I didn't mean to target you."

Cedric glanced at the commentary stand speechlessly, but what Li Jordan said was right, Kyle's flying skills are really good.

As for why Kyle doesn't compete for the Seeker... He asked the same question before, and made it clear that he doesn't need to take his feelings into account, and he is willing to compete fairly.

But Kyle refused without hesitation, and said, "I enjoy the process of the Quidditch game, not foolishly playing hide-and-seek with the Golden Snitch."

Obviously the Seeker is a very important position... Cedric shook his head helplessly, and continued to search for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch in mid-air.

at the same time……

"Kyle was at the goalposts again too... he made it this time... wait a minute, he passed the ball to Harris, Wood got scammed... Hufflepuff scored!"

"Damn... Pokov's lure technique can still be used like this?"

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall roared.

"Sorry Professor McGonagall, I won't do it next time."

With Harris successfully scoring, the score also became 10:0
But just when the little wizards were about to start cheering, a sharp whistle suddenly came from the court.

It was Snape, he believed that Kyle's action of dodging the Bludger just now was a foul, and directly canceled the goal.

The score returned to 0:0 again.

"It's not fair!" Harris yelled, "'We've already scored...why didn't we just say that!"

Facing his question, Snape turned a deaf ear to it.

"It's useless, save some effort."

Kyle, who was well aware of Snape's bad character, stepped forward to persuade him, "Fortunately, he didn't award Gryffindor a free throw. We still have a chance."

"I'll go to Professor Sprout and Mrs Hooch..."

Harris waved his arm and said angrily: "If he still needs to be a referee in the next game, we will refuse to participate!"

In the stands, many people were also very dissatisfied with this result and shouted loudly.

But it was no use, Snape couldn't hear what they were saying.

In the Gryffindor stands, Ron suppressed his excitement and whispered to Hermione, "It seems that Harry is right. Snape really targeted Kyle."

"But that's not right." Hermione frowned. "I watched "The Magical Quidditch Ball", and Kyle didn't make any foul moves at all."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Ron muttered under his breath, "but it's for us... Whoops!"

Someone poked Ron in the back of the head. It was Malfoy.

"Oh, sorry, Weasley, I didn't see you there."

Malfoy grinned at Crabbe and Goyle.

"You should really thank Professor Snape, he probably didn't want you to lose too badly."

Ron wanted to refute, but he faltered and couldn't speak.

Because just now Snape called Kyle a foul for no reason.

"Two..." Malfoy couldn't laugh anymore.

He said with some jealousy: "Damn it, why did Professor Snape take care of you so much, just because you have no brains?"

"Then you should join the team too, Neville Longbottom. With your empty head, maybe Professor Snape will give you the Snitch directly."

Blushing, Neville turned from his chair to face Malfoy.

"Shut up, Malfoy, I won't be afraid of you this time!" he stammered.

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle laughed strangely: "It seems that you didn't learn the lesson last time, why, do you want to try the leg-locking spell again?

Jumping from the Quidditch pitch all the way back to the castle, I bet it would be fun. "

Neville blushed even more, and he clenched his fists tightly.

It's just that Malfoy didn't care at all, and still chattered some mocking words.

Neville finally couldn't bear it anymore, and turned over directly from the back of the seat. Before Malfoy could understand what was going on, he was thrown to the ground by him.

Seeing this, Ron immediately jumped over to help, together with Crabbe and Goyle, the five of them quickly rolled into a ball under the seat, playing more fiercely than on the court.

But everyone around them was so absorbed in watching the game that they didn't notice them, even Hermione.

Her eyes were always on the field.

Just now, Harry suddenly accelerated and rushed to the ground without warning, obviously discovering the Golden Snitch.

But at this time, Snape accidentally called Kyle another foul, and the furious Hufflepuff batsman swung his club as if venting his anger.

The Bludger coming at such a high speed brushed the tip of Harry's nose and flew towards Snape, making him dodge subconsciously.

After Harry came back to his senses, the Golden Snitch had already disappeared.

"Oh, damn it, why is this time..." Harry raised his broomstick angrily, and returned to mid-air.

……

Then, the match almost turned into a one-man show for Snape, who used that magical whistle to blow off Hufflepuff by at least fifty points.

And at No. 30 minutes into the game, when Harry and Cedric rushed towards the Snitch at the same time, Snape appeared in front of Harry inexplicably.

In order not to run into him, Harry had to change direction early and turned a corner.

But it was such a simple action that made him miss the best chance to catch the golden snitch.

When Cedric finally caught the Snitch, they were within an inch of each other.

Anyway, the game is over!
180: 20.

Hufflepuff wins.

When Harry jumped off the broomstick in frustration, a hand was on his shoulder, and he looked up to see Dumbledore's smiling face.

"You are doing well." Dumbledore's voice was so soft that only Harry could hear it.

"It's a bit of a pity, but I'm glad to see you're not thinking about that mirror all day... living life to the fullest... that's great."

(End of this chapter)