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Qiu didn't even eat, and rushed to the Quidditch field with a broom. When the other Ravenclaw players saw it, they followed him.
After Cho left, Kyle stood up and returned to the Hufflepuff table with Cedric.
He looked at the letter in his hand and shook his head with amusement.
It seems that Professor Flitwick was very upset by the last game. In order to avoid being shut out again, he changed the broom for Qiu.
After returning to Hufflepuff, Kyle gave the letter to Cedric again and asked, "By the way, what were you trying to say just now?"
"Nothing." Cedric shook his head.
He had wanted to lend Qiu his broom before, but it was obviously not needed now.
He glanced at the contents of the letter, then looked in the direction of Slytherin.
Everyone noticed that Qiu received a new broom, and they were no exception.
At this time, the cheers had stopped, Marcus stopped dancing, and everyone looked very unhappy.
……
Not long after, the competition began.
The stands were still packed with people. Kyle and Cedric sat in the front row, holding a banner to cheer for Qiu.
Slytherin seemed to want to bring the score to over 150 points, and showed strong offensiveness from the very beginning.
Marcus was riding his broomstick recklessly, and in order to score a point, he knocked the Ravenclaw chaser off his broom.
Madam Hooch blew her whistle to disqualify the goal and awarded a free throw.
Roger Davis got back on his broom and threw the Quaffle directly into the goal post with a powerful long throw.
Not only did he fail to gain an advantage, but he also lost ten points, which made Marcus even more angry.
In the following games, although they scored goals repeatedly, they were still unable to widen the gap by too much.
After the last zero-score incident, Ravenclaw made up his mind to undergo a long period of devilish training, and his strength improved greatly.
Plus, Qiu's new broom also gave them hope.
For a while, Ravenclaw was in high spirits. Every time Slytherin scored a goal, they would always find an opportunity to equalize the score.
Although Slytherin was still in the lead thanks to the advantage of the broom, it was only 30 points higher, which was far from 150.
Everyone was discussing the result of the game, but at this moment, Professor McGonagall suddenly came to the court, put her wand against her neck and shouted:
"The game is suspended, everyone return to the castle immediately!"
Soon after, other professors arrived.
Many people were taken away from the stands by prefects and professors before they realized what was happening.
The Quidditch players also stopped in mid-air, looking at what was happening below in confusion.
"Everyone, don't stop, follow the professors and prefects and leave the Quidditch field immediately!" Professor McGonagall reminded again.
"We're about to win!" Marcus complained unhappily.
He had just taken the opportunity to score several goals, but there was no change on the scoreboard.
"If you want to stay here forever, I have no objection..."
At some point, Snape appeared here. He stood behind Professor McGonagall and said coldly.
Now, Marcus had no objection.
He jumped off the broom nimbly, lowered his head and walked quickly away from the field.
The passage was cast with a magic so that no matter how many people passed by, it would not feel crowded. Under the leadership of the professor, it only took a few minutes for there to be no one left on the court.
On the way back to the castle, everyone also saw Professor Flitwick, who was holding his wand and looking around seriously.
The complaints in the crowd gradually disappeared, and a tense mood began to spread, and many people subconsciously quickened their pace.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 202: The Dark Wizard in the Forbidden Forest
Professor Flitwick's expression was too serious, and he looked extremely nervous, as if an out-of-control fire dragon would pop out from around him at any moment.
Some senior students came forward to ask what happened, but Professor Flitwick said nothing and just urged them to return to the castle as soon as possible.
Everyone was discussing what had happened, and based on previous experience, the person most likely to have problems was Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"I'm sure it must be him!" Gemma Farley said confidently, "Almost all the major events that happened in Hogwarts before were related to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
"And Professor Quirrell didn't come to watch the game today." Someone immediately echoed, "I remember during the last game, he said he really liked Quidditch. There's no reason for him not to come!"
"Do you think Professor Quirrell is a dark wizard like Oren last year?" someone asked worriedly.
"Could also be a Death Eater!"
"Stop talking, why do I feel so cold..."
"Let's hurry back to the castle. Professor Dumbledore is there. Even if the Death Eaters come, it will be useless."
"yes……"
The little wizards swarmed into the castle, feeling much more at ease.
Kyle was also in the crowd, but he did not go back to the common room with the others. Instead, he took the opportunity to sneak into the Gryffindor team when Professor Sprout was not paying attention.
"Kyle?" Fred and George spotted him immediately and asked excitedly, "Do you know something?"
"Tell me quickly, if you have any plans, don't forget to call me and Fred!"
"I'm sorry, Fred, George..."
On the stairs, Kyle whispered to them, "I need to confirm something now. I don't have time to talk too much. Can you hold it for me?"
The twins frowned, and although they didn't know what Kyle wanted to do, they still stood behind him.
The two of them deliberately raised their shoulders, just enough to block the view from behind.
"Thanks."
Kyle whispered, took the opportunity to bend down, cast an Disillusionment Charm on himself, and quietly left the team on the third floor.
"Merlin... this is the Disillusionment Charm!" Fred blurted out, "I've always wanted to learn this spell."
George waved his arms in front of him, but felt nothing.
"Kyle is only in the second grade, but he has even learned the Disillusionment Charm!"
"How many things is he hiding from us?"
On the other side, after leaving the others, Kyle walked along the wall and carefully came to the door of Myrtle's bathroom.
He first glanced at the feather pen stuck on the door crack, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was intact.
Fortunately...it shouldn't be a basilisk.
"Who's here? Come out. I see you."
At this moment, a round head suddenly popped out from the middle of the door panel.
"It's me, Myrtle." Kyle removed the Disillusionment Charm and appeared in front of her.
"It's you, Kyle." Myrtle said with a smile, "Have you finally decided to share the bathroom with me?"
"Sorry, I don't have any plans for the time being."
Kyle shook his head and said, "I came here this time to ask if anyone has been here recently?"
"you?"
"I meant the others."
"No more," said Myrtle, and she began to cry again. "No one will come here. Who would like ugly, miserable, sullen, crying Myrtle?
They didn’t even want to stay at the door for a moment.”
Kyle said awkwardly, "Well... at least Peeves likes you."
After hearing what Kyle said, Myrtle cried even harder.
The shrill wails echoed in the corridor on the third floor, and Kyle felt a chill down his spine.
In order not to attract other people's attention, he quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, didn't I make an anti-Peeves device for you before? How is it? Does it work?"
"I don't know. That annoying guy hasn't been here for a long time."
Myrtle's emotions are like a faucet, they stop when you say so.
She turned her head and glanced towards the bathroom, and said doubtfully, "But will what you did really work?... Can you drive away that annoying guy by laying a dozen books on the floor?"
"Of course... Besides, those aren't books, they're specially made fireworks."
Kyle smiled and said, "As long as Peeves opens the door, the whole castle will be able to hear the noise, and then we can scare him away."
"Then... I'll go back first."
After knowing that what happened in the castle had nothing to do with the basilisk, Kyle prepared to leave. It would be troublesome if Professor Sprout found out that he was away.
"Oh fine……"
Myrtle said regretfully, "If you change your mind, you can always move in."
Hearing this, Kyle's pace quickened.
When he returned to the door of the Hufflepuff common room, Professor Sprout just came out.
"Oh, Kyle... luckily you're okay." She said with a straight face and anger, "Where did you go just now? Why didn't you come back with everyone?"
It was the first time Kyle saw her get so angry, and he said guiltily, "Professor, I'm just... um, a little worried... so I stayed outside for a while to see if I could help."
Just as Kyle was desperately trying to come up with an excuse, Professor Sprout suddenly sighed and said, "Who told you this, Minerva?"
"What?" Kyle was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she meant.
Professor Sprout seemed to have misunderstood something, and she said softly: "I understand, you have a good relationship with Hagrid, and it is normal for you to be worried when you suddenly heard the news that he was seriously injured.
But you are just a second-year wizard. The most important thing now is to protect your own safety. Madam Pomfrey will heal Hagrid."
"What did you say! Hagrid is seriously injured... Sorry, I mean, can you tell me how he is now?"