Chapter 68: He Knocked Slytherin's Seeker Out of the Game!

This was simply absurd.

Out of a team of seven players, six had come to report. It was hard for Wilson not to remember the one who didn't.

As the final match approached, the Hufflepuff Quidditch players were still trying to persuade their teammates. Their reasoning was that Quidditch is a dangerous sport, and Wilson had not undergone any team training, which could lead to a lack of coordination among the players.

Tonks bluntly retorted to her Quidditch captain, "The problem is, you guys have been training for so long, but you still don't have any coordination on the field. Hey, it can't get any worse, can it? Do you think you can beat Slytherin?"

"…"

That was certainly impossible.

Everyone at Hogwarts knew Hufflepuff's Quidditch team was doomed to lose.

Until Wilson showed up with his Nimbus 1700, no one believed the outcome of the match would change. This even excited many Slytherin students.

As the only Slytherin Quidditch player who hadn't reported to Wilson, the Slytherin Seeker looked down on the short, grey-haired boy, barely hiding his contempt. "Kid, are you ready to face Slytherin's revenge here?"

Because Quidditch matches prohibit the use of any magic!

The sport only allows wizards to ride their brooms, and any player using magic is considered cheating, even if it's just a spell to maintain balance.

The other Slytherin players glanced at Wilson, then at their own Seeker. Each of them had a moment of internal struggle. They had all informed Wilson, hoping to avoid his revenge after the match.

But…

For them, this was also a great opportunity for a comeback!

If they could knock Wilson into the infirmary during the Quidditch match, and if he stayed hospitalized for just one day, Hogwarts would go on Christmas break. Could he really retaliate then?

However…

This thought would quickly disappear once they started playing.

There was no denying it.

Quidditch is indeed a popular sport among wizards.

As the only wizarding school in Britain, Hogwarts has a very spacious Quidditch pitch.

The stands around the field were filled with students holding banners supporting Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Even Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were present. Despite knowing the likely outcome, no one wanted to miss this grand event.

"Hello, everyone! Welcome to the last Quidditch match of the season!"

The commentator's voice echoed throughout the stadium, introducing the teams. "Today's final match features the undefeated team of the season, Slytherin…"

"Slytherin!"

"Slytherin!"

"Slytherin!"

Amidst the deafening cheers, the Slytherin players flew out on their brooms, circling the stadium and greeting their supporters.

This was expected.

Slytherin had a great track record, and their peers were keen to support their team, especially in this revenge match against Hufflepuff!

Of course…

Hufflepuff's cheers were not to be underestimated either!

No matter how poorly their players performed, their supporters never wavered.

Mainly because they had no choice…

Hogwarts rules allow only one Quidditch team per house. No matter how dismal their season, Hufflepuff students had to support their team, even through tears.

"It's our turn."

Hufflepuff's Quidditch captain patted Wilson's shoulder and led the team out. Wilson followed.

Honestly, Hufflepuff students were excited about today's match solely because of their newest player. They hoped Wilson could bring some excitement.

The teams circled the field before finally stopping in the center, each player eyeing their opponent, waiting for the match to begin.

The Seekers flew high above, while the others hovered at the same height.

Wilson, playing Quidditch for the first time, showed no signs of nervousness. He was more interested in observing the changing expressions of the Slytherin players.

The Slytherin Seeker sneered at the small Hufflepuff player. "Kid, hope you don't cry later…"

"Don't worry."

Wilson looked up at the Seeker, raising an eyebrow. "I believe you won't be able to cry in a bit…"

"The Bludgers and the Golden Snitch are released!"

The commentator's voice cut through the chatter, announcing the start of the game. "Madam Hooch has released the Quaffle! The match has officially begun!"

As the Quaffle soared into the air, all players rushed to grab it. The first scramble for the ball was always intense as everyone was at their peak.

Wilson was the fastest!

Both in flight speed and broom agility, he outmatched everyone. He zipped past two Slytherin players, grabbing the Quaffle.

"Let's see… Hufflepuff got the Quaffle first!"

"Hufflepuff's freshman player, Wilson, got the ball!"

"Hufflepuff's new Beater, Wilson, has a great start. This is his first Quidditch match, and he snatched the Quaffle from all the upperclassmen. A rising star in Quidditch!"

The commentator's voice grew excited, finding a key moment to stir the crowd's emotions. "Now, is Wilson going to drive straight for Slytherin's goal? He's climbing high, with everyone chasing him…"

The stadium buzzed with excitement!

Hufflepuff's stands were electric!

Every Hufflepuff student knew they had a standout new Beater!

Professor Sprout, head of Hufflepuff, clapped joyfully, and even Professor McGonagall, usually exasperated by Wilson, joined in the applause. She was a die-hard Quidditch fan!

"Wilson's flying speed is incredible. No one can catch him. He might be the fastest Beater I've ever seen, and probably the youngest…"

As the commentator's voice grew more urgent, she suddenly stopped. "Wait… Merlin's beard! He used the Quaffle to hit a Bludger, and both balls knocked Slytherin's Seeker off his broom! Slytherin has no Seeker now!"

"…"

The stands erupted in astonishment!

(End of Chapter)

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