In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 92 The Significance of Quidditch

Even as the two teams were locked in a heated match, commentator Lee Jordan couldn't resist adding his own personal commentary.

"A wonderful match. Unlike the last Gryffindor vs. Slytherin game, this match had fewer of those shameful malicious fouls, especially those..."

"Jordan! Shut up!" Professor McGonagall once again stopped Jordan from speaking, thus averting a chaotic brawl between the two schools.

Even so, it drew boos from the Slytherin stands.

Time passed, and the game quickly entered a heated phase, with both teams locked in a tense standoff. The score was so close that neither side could gain a significant advantage.

"...In the end, the deciding factor in this match came down to the players seeking the ball on both sides."

Perhaps realizing there was nothing to commentate on, Lee Jordan changed the subject, saying somewhat playfully:

"I have a feeling there will be a fierce confrontation and clash between Cedric Diggory and Cho Chang. Their performance will be the biggest highlight of this match... Hopefully, Cedric won't be defeated by his opponent's beauty..."

"Jordan! If you don't do a good job commentating, I'm replacing you for the next game. I'm serious," Professor McGonagall said, sounding a little tired.

"But they're not moving... how am I supposed to explain? Okay, sorry, I'll explain properly..." Jordan gave up instantly after meeting Professor McGonagall's gaze.

Ian noticed something interesting: just as Jordan mentioned "losing to beauty," he keenly observed that Cedric's flight maneuver momentarily veered slightly off-center...

The match continued, but neither side seemed to have spotted the Golden Snitch. Cedric simply followed Autumn Flight, as if he were defending against the opponent suddenly catching the Golden Snitch, completely ignoring the fact that the Hufflepuff team members were already somewhat exhausted and were simply holding on by sheer willpower.

An hour and a half later.

"The Golden Thief still hasn't appeared."

Lee Jordan's commentary voice has lost its passion.

"This was probably the most intense match I've ever seen at Hogwarts."

He also mechanically announced the score: "The score is now 170 to 160, Hufflepuff is leading by 10 points. Oh, not now, Ravenclaw has scored again, and the score is tied again."

In the Ravenclaw stands, the students didn't cheer for the goal, but instead gave it a polite round of applause.

Perhaps because the environment was no longer noisy, Ivy turned to Ian and said, "There's no Golden Snitch in this match? Surely it's not been discovered for so long... Besides, I feel like a lot of people can't hold on any longer."

Ian was also looking for the Golden Snitch, and upon hearing this, he said to Ivy, "Yeah, let alone the players, the audience is almost out of steam too."

However, he was also a little puzzled. From the start of the match, the Golden Thief had disappeared without a trace, as if he had vanished into thin air.

"Well, they're completely unable to fly anymore," Ivy said with a regretful expression.

Even without him saying it, everyone could see that the players' movements had changed from smooth and fluid at the beginning to mechanical and clumsy now.

After a while, some people left the Slytherin stands. Then, even some Gryffindors, who generally love Quidditch, began to leave.

Perhaps tired of playing, the Golden Snitch finally made its appearance. It suddenly appeared high in the sky in the center of the field, reflecting a dazzling golden light in the sunlight. This time, not only the Seeker saw it, but all the spectators in the stadium also saw it.

"The Golden Thief has appeared!"

Lee Jordan suddenly roared at the top of his lungs.

"Cedric and Cho changed direction at the same time! Oh! They're starting to accelerate!"

The Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff stands, which had been sluggish just moments before, erupted in deafening cheers once more.

And Lee Jordan's mouth never stopped moving.

"Look! All the players from both teams are involved in this battle for the Golden Snitch, and at the same time, they are protecting their Seekers. They're going all out, and nobody cares about the Quaffle anymore."

"oh!"

In mid-air, Ravenclaw captain Bruce, at the last second, used his bat to knock away the wandering ball that was aimed at Cho Chang's back.

Hufflepuff then faced Ravenclaw's retaliation, and the next moment Andre, like a husky released from its leash, recklessly charged headfirst into Cedric.

Hufflepuff also opted for the exchange tactic, with their batters also swinging their bats and charging towards Andrei.

The match in the sky was like a real war, with both sides displaying a do-or-die spirit. In just over ten seconds, several players had already fallen from the sky.

Even so, no one chose to back down. The batters' bats, qulips, and runners all became powerful weapons. Even chasers like Andrei, who were empty-handed, chose the most primitive method of attack—ramming.

Without weapons, they themselves are the weapons, charging recklessly. They consider it a victory if they knock one down, completely disregarding their own injuries.

"Banners obscure the sun, enemies are like clouds, arrows fall like rain, soldiers fight to the death..." Looking at such a tragic scene, Ian softly recited two lines of poetry by Qu Yuan from the pre-Qin period in his native tongue.

At that moment, he finally understood why wizards loved Quidditch. It wasn't just about the competition and fun, though those aspects might exist today. But the earlier wizards loved Quidditch perhaps more for its fighting spirit and self-sacrifice.

This is precisely what is best embodied in the emotional wizards. Wizards have never lacked courage; their long struggle for survival has etched this courage deep into their souls.

Harry's mother, gazing at her infant child, rebelled in despair, sacrificing herself for the sake of love. Mrs. Weasley's sudden outburst when her child was threatened. Sirius Black's futile attempt against overwhelming odds, his unwavering determination despite knowing the impossibility, Mad-Eye Moody's fearlessness in the face of death, ultimately leaving no trace... There are so many, so many...

……

In just a few minutes, the situation on the field changed rapidly.

"The Golden Thief has moved! It's flying downwards, hurry and catch it..."

Lee Jordan's voice was already hoarse, but he was still giving his best commentary.

The agile Golden Snitch seemed to be doing it on purpose, bypassing the two Seekers and then rushing towards the ground at high speed.

Immediately afterwards, Cedric and Cho accelerated simultaneously, completely disregarding the violent collision they were about to make with the ground.

"They're approaching the ground at breakneck speed! At that speed, no one dares to stand in their way, not even a roaming ball can aim properly, Merlin! At that speed, it's impossible to make a Lansky feint. The two of them are bound to collide with the ground. It's a matter of who catches the Golden Snitch first."

At this moment, all the spectators in the stands had stood up, and everyone held their breath as they watched the two Warriors' seekers.

Cedric and Qiu were equally oblivious to everything else; their only concern was the Golden Snitch. The ground impact? Their own safety? Those were long forgotten. They simply accelerated, accelerated, accelerated without hesitation…

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick in the main stands had their wands in hand, watching the field intently, ready to provide assistance at any moment.

When the two seekers were in close combat, Qiu clearly noticed that her arms were shorter than her opponent's. Especially under these circumstances, this slight difference put her at a significant disadvantage.

Instead of competing in speed, she gripped the broom tightly with both hands and used all her strength to ram Cedric.

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(End of this chapter)