Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil.

But for Ravenclaw students, who climb the House Tower every day, they are already used to such heights and feel no pressure when climbing. They can even chat and laugh with their classmates while climbing.

Considering that the first-grade students are still young and relatively small, the school specially arranged their seats in the stands near the castle, so that they could easily reach their seats without having to take a long detour.

The first-year wizards were extremely excited, chattering and making noise, their faces full of anticipation, like a flock of birds breaking free from their cages, chattering about all aspects of the competition.

They scrambled up to the stands, tiptoeing and peering around, each trying to find a good spot that would shelter them from the cold wind and give them a clear view of the entire stadium, afraid of missing any exciting moment of the game.

Puni was also among the crowded people, wrapped in a thick Ravenclaw house robe, the collar tied tightly, and the dark blue scarf around her neck was a gift from Cho Chang. The soft wool clung to her neck, offering some protection against the biting cold.

A while ago, there was a heavy snowfall, covering the castle inside and out with white snow. The temperature also dropped sharply, and the cold wind felt like a knife on the face. Even when wrapped in thick clothes, the chill could still spread up from the soles of the feet, penetrating into the bones and making people shiver.

Upon arriving at the stadium, Puni packed his things and went to join the team.

"Hey, you're here? Go sit down and rest for a bit before you go on stage."

The captain called out to Puni.

Puni nodded.

At this moment, on the Quidditch pitch, the players from the two teams who were the first to warm up had a thin layer of white crystals forming on their hair.

It was frost formed from moisture condensing after a long period of cold wind blowing, clinging to their hair and standing out conspicuously.

They rode brooms, circling and weaving through the air, doing their final warm-up exercises before the competition. Even though they were chilled to the bone, their eyes were full of fighting spirit, and they were not deterred by the cold.

"It's so cold. It would be great if they could have some hot soup before going on stage, otherwise their bodies definitely won't be able to handle it."

A Ravenclaw student next to him rubbed his hands, which were red from the cold, and couldn't help but complain.

These words immediately garnered the approval of the surrounding students, who nodded in agreement.

Even just sitting in the stands, they could feel the chill seeping into their bodies; imagine how much more uncomfortable it must have been for the players who had to fly through the air and face the cold wind.

On the field, the Ravenclaw team captain was gathering all the players together, whispering final tactical instructions and points to note before the match.

His expression was serious and resolute, exuding a calm and composed aura, and he seemed full of confidence.

But Puni could also see that behind this confidence lay a subtle concern.

He vaguely remembered that if the score remained close and neither side could widen the gap, the only way to end the game was for the Seeker to catch the Golden Snitch.

In such situations, the match time often extends indefinitely, and in extreme cases, it can even last for several days, posing a tremendous test to the players' physical strength and willpower.

As the professors from each house took their seats, the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw players, riding their brooms, gathered in the open space in the center of the field, ready for the match.

Chapter 100 Ravenclaw wins!

As the game progressed into the second half, the score remained neck and neck with no sign of breaking down.

The Gryffindor and Ravenclaw players all gave it their all, looking exhausted, yet they dared not let their guard down.

Ravenclaw's players fought hard to catch up, launching attacks and attempting shots time and again, but even with their best efforts, the gap between them and Gryffindor remained at ten points, and who would ultimately win the game was still unknown.

Every minute and every second of the competition captivated the hearts of all the teachers and students present.

The commentator's voice rang out at the right moment: "Attention everyone! The score is now 80 to 70, with Gryffindor in the lead and Ravenclaw trailing by only one goal. The difference between the two sides is minimal, and every attack and every defense from now on could determine the outcome of the game!"

Puni's eyes were fixed on every figure on the field.

At this moment, most of the other young wizards in the stands were warming themselves and relieving their tension with food. Many of them had snacks such as popcorn and candy in their hands, chewing as they shouted loudly for the team they supported.

Everyone knows that most of these snacks were brought by the Weasley twins.

The two brothers were quick-witted and had long noticed that people liked to eat these sweet and delicious snacks while watching the game. With Puni's suggestion, they took advantage of their free time to purchase a batch from Hogsmeade and bring them to the game venue to sell.

Although the quantity brought this time was not large, the sales were exceptionally good, and most of them were sold in a short period of time.

Penny had also overheard the Weasley twins whispering among themselves that if it weren't for Professor McGonagall's strictness and fear of being criticized for not doing their job properly, coupled with the Quidditch team's busy pre-match training and lack of free time to prepare, they would have long planned to stockpile a large quantity of these snacks and spread them throughout Hogwarts to make a fortune.

In fact, before the competition even started, the Weasley twins had already established a foothold in Gryffindor, with many Gryffindor students placing orders for snacks in advance.

Having tasted success, the brothers even started planning to stock up on goods in advance for major school events, expand their sales reach, and grow their small business into a much larger operation.

Just then, a loud shout rang out from the Ravenclaw stands: "Look! Our Seeker, he must have spotted the Golden Snitch!"

The shout instantly drew the attention of all the young wizards. They all put down their food, looked up, and followed the direction of the shout, their eyes fixed on the Ravenclaw Seeker.

At this moment, Ravenclaw's Seeker, who had been slowly circling, suddenly became agitated. He gripped his broom tightly, pushed off with his feet, and rode the broom like an arrow, speeding towards a corner of the field at an astonishing speed, presumably having pinpointed the location of the Golden Snitch.

The Gryffindor Seeker also noticed the Ravenclaw Seeker's unusual behavior immediately. Without hesitation, he adjusted his flight path and followed, not daring to fall behind.

Anyone with eyes can see that he intends to use the most classic marking tactic.

Even if you ultimately fail to steal the Golden Snitch, you must keep the opponent occupied, disrupt their rhythm, and prevent them from easily catching the Golden Snitch, thus creating more opportunities for your team.

A thrilling chase for the Golden Snitch is about to unfold on the Quidditch pitch.

Two Seekers, riding broomsticks, flew rapidly through the air, their figures weaving among the other players at a dazzling speed.

They would accelerate and sprint at times, and turn nimbly at others, avoiding other players and the ball on the field. They were entangled together the whole time, and neither side was willing to give way.

The audience in the stands were completely drawn to the chase. The shouts that had been cheering for the Quaffle gradually subsided, and everyone held their breath, staring at the two figures in mid-air.

Although no one could see the exact location of the Golden Snitch, judging from the focused expressions and rapid flight paths of the two Seekers, the Golden Snitch must be nearby, perhaps not far from them.

For a moment, the other players on the field, even those who were vying for the Quaffle, slowed down, and no one deliberately tried to grab the Quaffle anymore.

Everyone knew that the battle for the Quaffle was no longer of much significance at this point.

Even if they score a few more goals, it will be difficult to turn the tide of the game with the Golden Snitch's huge bonus of 150 points.

The Gryffindor batters, the Weasley twins, also changed direction, no longer hitting the wandering ball that was interfering with the Quaffle's catch-up, but instead gripping their bats and hitting a wandering ball in front of the Ravenclaw seeker.

Their goal was clear: to disrupt the speed and direction of the Ravenclaw Seeker's flight by using the wandering ball, thus giving their Seeker a greater advantage so that he could catch up or even overtake the opponent.

The commentator's voice rang out again, trembling with excitement: "That's incredible! Ravenclaw's Seeker has located the Golden Snitch, and Gryffindor is right behind him, not letting up! The two are currently vying for the best position in the air, and have even started to pull at each other—it's so intense!"

Puni stared at the two Seekers entangled in mid-air, and gradually made a discovery.

The Seeker of Gryffindor is the captain of the team that drew lots for the Quidditch match earlier.

"The two are still in a fierce chase, getting faster and faster! Wait, what happened?" The commentator suddenly paused, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Ravenclaw's Seeker has suddenly stopped flying, frozen in mid-air. What did he discover?"

"It's a feint! The Golden Snitch wasn't there at all!" A shout erupted from the stands, followed by a commotion throughout the stadium.

The match has now entered a stalemate. After a long period of intense competition, both teams' stamina has noticeably declined, their breathing has become rapid, and their movements have gradually slowed down.

The score remained close, leading to a protracted battle of attrition between the two teams. The spectators in the stands had long lost patience, eagerly awaiting the moment when one team's Seeker would catch the Golden Snitch first and end the close match.

Amid the uproar, many spectators began to protest this deceptive tactic. Some waved their flags and complained loudly that Ravenclaw was too cunning, using feints to deceive everyone's attention. Others felt that Gryffindor was being treated unfairly.

The murmurs and protests from the stands mingled with the sounds of wind and brooms on the field, creating a chaotic scene.

On the field, the Gryffindor Seeker had already rushed a considerable distance in the direction indicated by the Ravenclaw Seeker.

He stopped flying only when he found nothing ahead and no trace of the golden thief. He looked around blankly, his eyes full of doubt.

A few seconds later, he realized that he had been fooled by the other party's feint. An uncontrollable anger surged into his heart, and he swung his arm violently, looking annoyed.

This seemingly impromptu deception tactic was actually a plan that Ravenclaw's captain came up with on the spur of the moment.

Just before the Ravenclaw Seekers pretended to spot the Golden Snitch, the Ravenclaw captain keenly noticed that the two Gryffindor batters, although making their debut for the team, were working together exceptionally well, hitting the stray ball with precision time and again, greatly disrupting the Ravenclaw offensive players and making it difficult for them to break through the defense.

Upon realizing the problem, the Ravenclaw captain acted decisively. During a break in the passing game, he signaled to the Seeker to pretend to spot the Golden Snitch and sprint in a certain direction. This would distract the two Gryffindor batters, preventing them from interfering with their own team's attack and creating an excellent opportunity for the rest of the team to tie the score.

As it turned out, the plan was very successful. It not only fooled Gryffindor's Seeker, but also successfully distracted the opposing defense, allowing Ravenclaw to break through the goal and tie the score.

Just when the audience thought that the two sides would continue to fight fiercely over the Quaffle, putting on a passionate shootout and a back-and-forth scoring spectacle, Ravenclaw's Seeker once again rode his broomstick and rushed off in one direction at high speed.

Gryffindor glanced at their own goal, saw that there was no immediate danger, and could only shake their head helplessly before following after them again.

At this moment, he was already exhausted by the Ravenclaw Seeker's feints. All he could do now was keep an eye on the opponent's Seeker to prevent them from actually catching the Golden Snitch. He had no extra time to observe the situation on the field, let alone the energy to direct his own team.

This fatal flaw was spotted by the meticulous Ravenclaw captain, who immediately adjusted his tactics, directing his players to seize the opportunity and launch another attack on Gryffindor's goal.

At this point, the entire defensive responsibility for Gryffindor fell on goalkeeper Wood.

Normally, the team's defensive coordination is mostly the responsibility of the captain, and Wood only needs to focus on goalkeeping.

But now, he's tied down by Ravenclaw's Seeker and can't direct the defense, so Wood can only barely coordinate his teammates to set up the defensive line.

Faced with the Ravenclaw players' flexible tactical maneuvers and frequent attacks, Gryffindor's defense appeared very passive. The players fought individually, making it difficult to form an effective defensive formation, leaving many gaps in their defense.

Most of the spectators in the stands thought that Ravenclaw's Seeker was simply using a feint again to draw Gryffindor's attention and create an attacking opportunity for his own team.

Just when everyone relaxed their guard and focused their attention on the Quaffle, the Ravenclaw players seized the opportunity again, successfully broke through Gryffindor's defense, and steadily shot the Quaffle into the goal.

The commentator's voice rang out promptly: "Goal! Ravenclaw has scored again, taking a ten-point lead. The score is now 90-80! According to the rules, Gryffindor will serve next, launching a new round of attack. Whether they can tie the score depends on their performance in this round!"

As soon as the announcement was made, Mrs. Hooch picked up her whistle and blew it hard. The sharp whistle pierced the sky and echoed throughout the entire stadium.

Then, she raised her wand and announced loudly, "Ravenclaw's Seeker has caught the Golden Snitch! Match over! Ravenclaw wins!"

"What?!" The entire stadium was instantly stunned, followed by a deafening roar of cheers from the Ravenclaw stands.

"What happened? Mrs. Hooch has declared the game over! Oh, Merlin! Ravenclaw's Seeker has actually caught the Golden Snitch! Ravenclaw has won the Quidditch match! Poor fellow, he didn't even realize what was happening until the final whistle blew, missing his last chance!"

Only now did everyone realize that Ravenclaw's Seeker hadn't rushed out again to try and distract anyone, but because he had genuinely discovered the Golden Snitch's trail.

This time, he deliberately slowed down his flight speed, pretending to follow the same route he took last time, and made another feint to mislead the people behind him.

The Gryffindor captain, who was following behind, was already impatient because he had been fooled by the feint earlier. In addition, Ravenclaw's goal to take the lead made him restless and distracted, and he did not pay close attention to the situation ahead.

His view was completely blocked by the Ravenclaw Seeker's body, and the Golden Snitch was hiding in the obscured area, which was exactly his blind spot.

It wasn't until Mrs. Hodge's whistle blew that he belatedly stopped and followed her gaze, only to discover that Ravenclaw's Seeker was firmly clutching a small golden ball in his hand.

That was the golden thief everyone was looking for!

The feint and Ravenclaw's goal to take the lead completely distracted him, causing him to miss the best opportunity to spot the Golden Snitch. Ravenclaw's Seeker seized this golden opportunity, firmly grasping the Golden Snitch and securing the victory for Ravenclaw.

As soon as Mrs. Hodge announced the end of the match, the Ravenclaw stands erupted in cheers that shook the heavens.

The young wizards waved blue flags and scarves, shouting the name of the academy. Some hugged each other excitedly, while others jumped and cheered on tiptoe. Even the cold wind seemed to be dispelled by the enthusiastic atmosphere.

In stark contrast, the Gryffindor stands were eerily silent. The young wizards looked dejected, letting out sighs of regret. Some lowered their heads, clenching their fists silently, while others couldn't help but tear up.

They gave it their all, but still couldn't win the game!

On the pitch, the Ravenclaw players put down their brooms and gathered together.

They surrounded the Seeker, cheering and lifting him high above their heads, tossing him up again and again.

The cheers from the stands gradually subsided, and all the young wizards in the stadium stood up, casting admiring glances at the Ravenclaw team members. The applause was thunderous and lasted for a long time.