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"This is not fair!" Harris roared, "'We already scored...why didn't you say that just now!'"
Faced with his questions, Snape turned a deaf ear.
"It's useless. Save your energy."
Kyle, who knew Snape's bad character, stepped forward and said, "Fortunately, he didn't award Gryffindor a free throw. We still have a chance."
"I'll go find Professor Sprout and Madam Hooch..."
Harris waved his arms and said angrily: "If he is going to be 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 no use, Snape couldn't hear a word they said.
In the Gryffindor stands, Ron suppressed his excitement and whispered to Hermione, "It seems that what Harry said is right. Snape is indeed targeting Kyle."
"But that's not right." Hermione frowned. "I've watched Quidditch Through the Ages, and Kyle didn't do anything foul."
"Yes, yes, I know," Ron muttered, "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 retort, but he faltered and couldn't speak.
Because Snape just called a foul on Kyle for no reason.
"Two..." Malfoy couldn't laugh anymore.
He said with some jealousy: "Damn it, why does Professor Snape take care of you so much? Just because you have no brains?"
"Then you should join the team, Neville Longbottom. With your empty head, maybe Professor Snape will just give you the Golden Snitch."
Neville's face flushed red and he turned in 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 your lesson last time. Why, do you want to try the Leg-Locking Curse again?
I bet it would be fun to hop all the way back to the castle from the Quidditch pitch."
Neville's face turned even redder and he clenched his fists tightly.
But Malfoy didn't care at all and continued to chatter away with some sarcastic words.
Neville finally couldn't bear it anymore and flipped over from the back of the seat. Before Malfoy could understand what was going on, he was knocked to the ground.
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, fighting even more fiercely than on the court.
But everyone around them was concentrating on watching the game, so they didn't notice them, not even Hermione.
Her eyes were always on the court.
Just now, Harry suddenly accelerated towards the ground without any warning, obviously discovering the Golden Snitch.
But at this moment, Snape happened to call a foul on Kyle, and the frustrated Hufflepuff batsman swung his stick to vent his anger.
The speeding Bludger brushed Harry's nose and flew towards Snape, causing him to dodge back subconsciously.
When Harry came to his senses, the Golden Snitch had disappeared.
"Oh, damn, why did it have to be at this time..." Harry raised his broom in annoyance and returned to the air.
……
Next, the game almost turned into Snape's personal show. He used that magical whistle to blow away Hufflepuff by at least 50 points.
Moreover, 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 to avoid hitting him, Harry had to change direction and turn a corner in advance.
But such a simple action made him miss the best chance to catch the Golden Snitch.
When Cedric finally caught the Snitch, the two were within an inch of each other.
Anyway, the game is over!
180: 20.
Hufflepuff wins.
When Harry jumped off the broom in annoyance, a hand was placed on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Dumbledore's smiling face.
"You did very well." Dumbledore's voice was so soft that only Harry could hear it.
"Although it's a bit regretful, I'm glad to see that you don't think about that mirror all day...you're living a fulfilling life...that's great."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 209 A good place to adjust your mood
This was probably the most special Quidditch match at Hogwarts in a century.
Although Hufflepuff, who had been targeted throughout the entire game, won the game, they did not feel happy at all. They just celebrated symbolically a few times and then hurried back to the locker room.
Gryffindor, who was not targeted, lost the game again, so naturally they were not happy.
Even many spectators were dampened by the continuous whistles and sat there listlessly hoping for the game to end quickly.
If anyone had to be named as being satisfied with this Quidditch game, it would probably be Snape, the referee.
With the help of that magical whistle, he turned the game into his own personal show, targeting Kyle and preventing Harry from grabbing the Golden Snitch. It can be said to be a win-win situation... He won twice.
I didn’t expect that being a referee in a Quidditch match would be such an interesting thing. I might try it more often in the future.
After getting off the broom, Snape was in a very good mood, especially after seeing the gloomy faces of Kyle and Harry, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
How wonderful... He hadn't been so happy when he first brewed the Lucky Spirit Potion.
"He deserves to die!"
In the Hufflepuff locker room, Harris was so angry that he punched the wall.
"In a 30-minute game, Snape...he actually called 21 fouls on us. I've never experienced anything so outrageous."
"Even in the Quidditch World Cup in 1473, there was only one foul every two minutes on average."
"If he is still the referee of the next game, we will refuse to participate!"
Everyone nodded in agreement. They really didn't want to go through a boring game like today again.
This is even more true for Kyle. After all, those 21 fouls were all his. It was not easy for him to hold on until the end.
Kyle did not choose to stay with everyone, but left the locker room alone, ready to find a place to relax and calm down his bad mood.
The Forbidden Forest was a good choice, but Hagrid had been watching very closely recently, so Kyle was discovered just as he arrived there and was taken back to the cabin.
"I watched the game. It wasn't your fault."
Hagrid poured Kyle a cup of tea and comforted him, "Professor Snape probably doesn't know much about Quidditch. Everyone can see that you didn't break the rules."
"I've heard this many times, Hagrid." Kyle took a sip of tea and said, "You really can't let me go to the Forbidden Forest?"
"No, Kyle." Hagrid said seriously, "The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous now. If it had been someone else, I would have chased him back to the castle, and I would have informed the professor and deducted a lot of points."
After hearing what Hagrid said, Kyle didn't insist anymore.
In fact, if he really wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest, he could use an Invisibility Cloak or a Disillusionment Charm, and Hagrid would definitely not be able to find him.
But there is no need for this. There are many places to relax, and it is not necessary to ban forests.
After coming out of Hagrid's hut, Kyle also met Harry by the Black Lake.
"Potter, are you here to see Hagrid too?"
"No... oh, yes." Harry looked a little nervous. "I don't want to... listen to them comforting me all the time."
"I understand." Kyle patted his shoulder. "Go quickly, Hagrid just mentioned you."
After saying that, he was ready to leave.
But before he took two steps, Harry behind him suddenly said, "Wait..."
"What's wrong."
"Kyle... did you see any strange people just now?"
"Strange person?" Kyle frowned.
"Well, like wearing a hood or something..."
Kyle thought about it, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't notice it, but you can ask Hagrid. If that person went to the Forbidden Forest, he might know."
"Okay...thank you, thank you."
"You're welcome."
After saying goodbye to Harry, Kyle turned around and went back to the castle.
Now he finally understood what Harry meant.
Regardless of whether they know him or not, almost everyone will come forward and say a few words of comfort when they see him.
And more and more people are coming here.
Kyle could only quicken his pace and hide in the library for a while. Madam Pince helped him drive out all those who did not choose to read.
Kyle hid behind the bookshelf, used the Disillusionment Charm to sneak out, and went through the spiral staircases all the way to the door of the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.
After half a school year of hard work, he has gradually moved his flower beds into boxes, but only those mature plants.
As for those that are still growing, they are still left here.
In comparison, the environment of the Room of Requirement is more suitable for the growth of magical plants. After all, there is no way to make it rain in the box at any time, or change the weather... at least not in his case.
The same goes for the Moon Beasts. They will have to stay here for a while before Kyle completely completes the transformation of the box.
Because a lot of plants were planted at the beginning of the school year, even after taking away a batch of them, there is no feeling of emptiness here. Instead, it seems a lot more crowded.
Looking at the thriving plants in the flowerbed, Kyle's mood suddenly improved a lot.