Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

The situation in the game unfolded exactly as Ethan had predicted.

Hawkhouse steadily dominated Badgerhouse in the overall score, continuing to widen their lead to 70-20.

Ryan is also constantly wandering—like a wisp of wind that refuses to stop.

He looked at Cedric, who was still hovering high in the sky, and chuckled with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Just as Ethan said, his tactic was indeed to treat others as inferior.

But everyone who has used this tactic says it's good.

Unlike a show of weakness, it actually means taking control of the situation.

In addition to constantly observing the Golden Snitch's trail, Cedric also had to keep an eye on Ryan's constantly moving movements to prevent Ryan from discovering the Snitch first without Cedric's knowledge.

Ryan would often suddenly blend into the main battlefield of the chasers and disappear from his sight, which would startle him.

Originally, all attention should have been focused on the Golden Snitch, but now 60% of their energy had to be devoted to following Ryan's figure.

As a result, almost half an hour into the match, he still hadn't spotted the golden thief.

Ryan, however, did not have this burden, because Cedric was always in the highest position, and he could know his movements with just a glance.

This is a silent war of attrition, a psychological tug-of-war between a novice and a veteran.

It has been very successful so far, at least.

"The Golden Snitch!"

At this moment, someone exclaimed.

A golden light appeared near the audience seats and was spotted by students in the stands.

Ryan and Cedric both looked in that direction and rushed towards the golden light almost simultaneously.

Cedric's flying skills were clearly superior to Ryan's, but Ryan was not in a hurry. Instead, he kept a close watch on Cedric's wake.

After the Golden Snitch appeared, the focus of the game naturally fell on the two Seekers.

Whenever Cedric was about to catch up with the Golden Snitch, Ryan would always speed up and harass him.

As the score gradually widened to 110-40, Cedric understood Ryan's tactics.

So he suddenly accelerated, pretending to catch the golden thief.

Ryan fell for the trick and immediately stepped aside to intercept.

But Cedric suddenly flipped over to the side—using the momentum of the roll to break free from Ryan's grip.

Ryan, on the other hand, was thrown into the air by his wake, and he tumbled three times in mid-air while riding his broom, almost losing his grip on the broom handle.

By the time he finally regained his footing, Cedric had already chased the thief for three miles.

Ryan panicked and chased after Cedric, but he didn't notice that a speeding ball was hurtling towards him from a blind spot.

boom! !

The next moment, Ryan was sent flying, broom and all, crashing heavily onto the sandy ground beneath the goalpost.

"oh!!"

The audience gasped in surprise.

Although this situation is not uncommon in Quidditch matches.

But something that looks painful still makes people gasp in shock.

The sand stung his cheeks. Ryan lay on his back, the ringing in his ears still ringing, the only sound the pounding of his own heart.

He lost.

Although the Golden Thief hasn't been caught yet, it's only a matter of time.

Now, I feel like all my bones are falling apart, and I can't fly anymore.

He was quickly taken away by medical staff.

John and his friends no longer cared about the outcome of the match.

He quickly left the stands and ran towards the school hospital.

......

The smell of disinfectant from the school hospital wafted through the air. Ryan lay on the hospital bed with his right arm in a cast.

"Lao'an, how did you manage to fall so low?"

John sat by his bedside and said sarcastically, with a tone of pity for his lack of ambition.

"Yes, Lao'an."

"Yes, Lao An."

Titus and Ethan also laughed and joked from the side.

Ryan rolled his eyes speechlessly, too lazy to talk to the three gloating guys.

He fell and broke his hand.

Although there are medications like Sheng Gu Ling for treating fractures, you still need to rest for a few days.

The downside is that my right hand is temporarily on leave.

The good thing is that I don't have to do homework for the next week.

Titus was certainly envious, and even considered whether he should try to break a bone himself.

But because I was afraid of the pain, I gave up.

Just as the group was chatting, they heard footsteps outside the school hospital.

The door was gently pushed open a crack, and several familiar faces peeked in.

It was Roger, Cho Chang, and several other Quidditch players from the Eagle School.

Half an hour had passed since they left the field, and the outcome of the match should have been decided long ago.

Now everyone is coming to visit him, the wounded soldier.

"Oh, you guys are here too, Ryan. How are your injuries?"

Seeing that someone was already with Ryan in the school hospital, Captain Roger, who had been cautiously trying not to disturb Ryan's rest, strode over to inquire.

"I'm sorry, Captain, I couldn't hold him off..." Ryan said to Roger with some guilt when he saw him arrive.

"Oh dear, I asked you about your injuries, why are you bringing this up?"

But Roger didn't care about that at all; he was only concerned about Ryan's injuries.

"Ryan is fine. Mrs. Pomfrey said he'll recover after a few days of rest."

At this point, Ethan answered for him.

"That's good."

"Don't take today's game to heart, Ryan. You got hit by the wandering ball, and it's partly my responsibility as the batter."

"Besides, winning and losing are common occurrences. Who matters more, winning or losing? There's no need to feel pressured."

Roger noticed Ryan's guilt and patted his unaffected left shoulder to encourage him.

This is a promising talent; they could be Eagles' future ace Seeker.

We can't let it break down halfway.

Hearing Roger's encouragement, Ryan felt much better.

She went from being sullen to returning to her usual self.

Ryan.

Just then, another person entered the school hospital; it was Cedric.

"Looks like I'm late. How are you feeling now?"

He also came to Ryan's bedside and asked him.

After the game, Cedric finally managed to break away from his celebrating teammates to visit Ryan, his opponent on the field and friend off the field.

"It's alright, it's just that my right hand is temporarily out of commission."

Ryan looked at Cedric, who scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, and laughed.

After all, the tactics he had just used on the court were rather disgusting.

"That's good. You flew really well today, even more troublesome than I expected, Ryan."

Cedric didn't make things difficult for Ryan; on the contrary, he greatly admired Ryan's tactics and flying skills. Of course, as a senior, he was also qualified to comment.

Hearing Cedric's words relieved Ryan. To be honest, it was his first match, and he had a hard time distinguishing between the relationships on and off the field.

But Cedric's candor made him realize...

Rivals and friends do not seem to be in conflict.