Chapter 208 Snape's Solo Show

As the only goalkeeper captain among the four teams, Wood's strength is naturally beyond words.

However, Kyle did not expect to score at the beginning. After a tentative goal, he knew that this game would definitely be a tough battle.

"It's troublesome."

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

In this situation, it is not so easy to beat Gryffindor with zero points... If he had known, he would not have boasted to Cedric just now.

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

"Now Gryffindor has the ball... It's the chaser Alicia Spinnet, she is a talent discovered by Oliver Wood, and she was only a substitute last year."

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

"The ball was passed to Katie Bell again... Oops, Hufflepuff took the Quaffle away, and it was Kyle again. He seemed to be able to fly, my God... He didn't slow down to avoid the Bludgers, this flying skill is incredible, why doesn't he become a seeker... Sorry, Diggory, I didn't mean to target you."

Cedric looked at the commentary desk speechlessly, but what Lee Jordan said was also right, Kyle's flying skills are really good.

As for why Kyle didn't compete for the seeker... He had asked the same question before, and made it clear that he didn't need to consider his feelings, and he was willing to compete fairly.

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

Obviously, the seeker is an important position... Cedric shook his head helplessly and continued to look for the whereabouts of the Snitch in mid-air.

At the same time...

"Kyle also came to the goal post again... He can score this time... Wait, he passed the ball to Harris, Wood was deceived... Hufflepuff scored!"

"Damn... Can the Bokov enticement be used like this?"

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall roared.

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

With Harris' successful goal, the score 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, who thought that Kyle's action of dodging the bludger just now was a foul and directly cancelled the goal.

The score returned to 0:0 again.

"This is unfair!" Harris roared: "'We have already scored... Why didn't you say it just now!"

Faced with his doubts, Snape turned a deaf ear.

"It's useless, save your energy."

Kyle, who knew Snape's bad character, stepped forward and persuaded: "Fortunately, he didn't award Gryffindor a penalty kick, we still have a chance.

"I will go to Professor Sprout and Madam Hooch..."

Harris waved his arms and said angrily: "If he is still the referee in the next game, we will refuse to participate!"

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

But it was useless, Snape couldn't hear what they said at all.

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

"But this is not right." Hermione frowned. "I've seen "The Magic Quidditch", Kyle didn't make any foul moves at all."

"Yes, yes, I know." Ron muttered softly: "But this is for us... Ouch! "

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 really should thank Professor Snape. He probably doesn't want you to lose too badly."

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

Because Snape had just called a foul on Kyle for no reason.

"Two..." Malfoy couldn't laugh at this time.

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

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

Neville's face flushed red, and he turned around from his chair and faced 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 your lesson last time. Why, do you want to try the feeling of the leg-locking curse again?

I dare say it must be fun to jump all the way back to the castle from the Quidditch field. "

Neville's face turned redder and he clenched his fists tightly.

But Malfoy didn't care at all and continued to chatter some sarcastic words.

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

Seeing this, Ron immediately jumped over to help. Together with Crabbe and Goyle, the five of them soon rolled into a ball under the seats and fought more fiercely than on the field.

But the people around were concentrating on watching the game, so 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 any warning, obviously finding the golden snitch.

But at this time, Snape happened to call Kyle for a foul again, and the furious Hufflepuff beater swung a stick to vent his anger.

The fast-moving Bludger brushed Harry's nose and flew towards Snape, making him subconsciously dodge backwards.

When Harry came to his senses, the golden snitch had already disappeared.

"Oh, damn, why is it at this time..." Harry raised the flying broom in frustration and returned to the air.

...

Then, this game almost became Snape's personal show. He used that magical whistle to blow away at least 50 points for Hufflepuff.

And in the 30th minute of the game, when Harry and Cedric rushed towards the snitch at the same time, Snape inexplicably appeared in front of Harry.

In order not to hit him, Harry had to change direction in advance and turn a corner.

But such a simple action made him miss the best chance to catch the Golden Snitch.

When Cedric finally caught the Snitch, the distance between the two was less than an inch.

Anyway, the game was over!

180:20.

Hufflepuff won.

When Harry jumped off the broom in frustration, a hand was placed on his shoulder. He raised his head and saw Dumbledore's smiling face.

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

"Although it's a bit regrettable, I'm glad to see that you don't think about the mirror all day... You live a fulfilling life... That's great."