In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 93 The Victory or Defeat is Over

From a technical standpoint, Cho Chang's choice was undoubtedly the most correct, but she completely ignored the size difference between herself and Cedric.

Not only was she younger than her opponent, but also, being of Eastern descent, her physique was even smaller than that of girls her age. This meant that her all-out attack only managed to make Cedric sway slightly.

"The outcome is already clear..." Qiu thought to herself with a sense of despair, but she did not intend to give up. She continued to ram into her opponent, hoping for a miracle.

Despite the repeated impacts, Cedric stretched out his arm and swung it forward to grab the Golden Snitch.

"Bang"

The two then fell simultaneously onto the cushions that Professor McGonagall had conjured.

However, the moment Cedric landed, he spread his arms and used his body as a cushion to reduce the impact of Qiu's collision. As a result, Qiu ended up lying in his arms, and from a distance, the two of them looked somewhat intimate.

Then, when Cedric stood up and raised the Golden Snitch high in his hand, the entire Hufflepuff stands instantly erupted in cheers.

The little badgers jumped up and threw their flags high into the air. Those without flags took off their wizard hats and threw them into the air as well, to celebrate.

"Oh, what a shame," Ivy said dejectedly, ruffling her hair.

"There's nothing we can do. Cedric's size advantage is too great; it's not something that can be compensated for by technique alone," Ian objectively stated his opinion.

"You're right." Ivy agreed with this view. "As a newcomer, participating in the competition for the first time, Qiu's performance was impeccable, both in terms of courage and skill."

"Yes, she earned everyone's respect through her actions." Ian was also very moved. For such a small girl to achieve this much is truly worthy of her identity as a Seeker.

On the pitch, the Ravenclaw players surrounded Cho Chang, trying to comfort him. Captain Bruce seemed to be constantly trying to console him, completely unconcerned that his team had just lost a game. There was no other reason than that Cho, with tears streaming down her face, was simply too devastating…

The kind-hearted Cedric stood like a post not far away, wanting to go up and say something, but feeling that his position was inappropriate. In short, he stood there with a conflicted expression, watching Qiu surrounded by the crowd...

……

Ivy rubbed her stomach and said to Ian, "Let's go, we should get something to eat."

"Don't we need to comfort Andre?" Ian asked uncertainly.

Ivy shook her head upon hearing this.

"The team holds an internal meeting after each game, and we don't need to disturb them for now."

After saying that, the two walked down from the stands and left the stadium with the crowd.

The two walked and talked.

"Oh, right, did you know that Hogsmeade sells developing solutions and cameras?" Ian suddenly remembered that the first thing on his list hadn't been taken care of yet.

Ivy asked in surprise, "You want to take pictures? There's absolutely no need to buy one. I haven't used my camera in two years, and I still have a whole bottle of developer unopened."

"I plan to buy one and keep it. I want to take it out for photos during the Christmas holidays, not just use it at school."

Ian still didn't plan to lend it to anyone else. He wanted to leave the camera in the apocalypse and give it to Eileen as a gift. After all, Eileen seemed a bit off lately, and this would help her distract herself.

"Dude, that's not very nice. Do you think a secondhand camera is too old? I only used it a few times in my first year, really just a few times, to take some pictures of the castle and send them home. It's practically brand new. Consider it my Christmas present to you, okay? Besides, there's nowhere to buy developing solution in Hogsmeade. If you want to buy it, you have to go to Diagon Alley."

Having said all that, Ian felt that if he refused again, it wouldn't be polite, but rather a slap in the face. Reluctantly, he could only say:

"Okay, thank you. This saves me from having to make another trip to Diagon Alley."

Ivy, on the contrary, said happily, "That's right. I'll get it for you when I get back to my dorm. Is this your first time taking photos? But it doesn't matter, the developing solution is very easy to use anyway."

After having lunch together in the Great Hall, Ian and Ivy parted ways. Watching his roommate's departing figure, he chose to stay in the dining room a little longer, mainly because he hadn't seen Hermione for the past two days, whereas they used to see each other almost every day in the Great Hall.

"That girl has disappeared again... Hopefully she'll listen to advice and stop sneaking around causing trouble..."

After waiting a while, Hermione didn't appear; instead, he became the center of attention again. This was due to his good looks and the recent buzz surrounding him; through all the filters, Ian could finally understand Fleur Delacour's situation in Beauxbatons.

Helpless, I could only pack my things, get up, leave, and return to my dormitory.

……

Around 6 p.m., Ian wandered alone in the corridor on the third floor of the castle, looking for the entrance to the Transformation Club, which was also the location of the sunset landscape painting.

"Ian!"

Ian, who was looking around in the hallway, heard someone call his name. He turned around and saw Cedric climbing up the stairs from the other side.

Ian stopped in his tracks.

Good evening, Cedric! I must say, your match today was truly spectacular.

Cedric also walked over quickly.

"I wonder if I could ask you for a favor?" Cedric, who was usually so generous and forthright, was unusually reserved at this moment.

"Could you please pass on a message to Qiu and tell her that my behavior today was indeed not very gentlemanly, but I couldn't do anything about it, since Hufflepuff hasn't won the House Cup in a long time?"

Ian looked at the other person with some surprise. Did they really hit it off after just one Quidditch match?

Perhaps understanding the meaning in Ian's eyes, Cedric suddenly blushed slightly and said, "Of course, it's okay if it's inconvenient for you."

"It's not inconvenient at all," Ian shook his head.

"I'm not very familiar with Qiu, but if I run into her, I'll pass on my apologies. However, I still suggest you talk to other people as well, so you'll have a chance to run into her."

"Thank you, Ian." Cedric smiled shyly. "I've told many people too, but... I'm always afraid my apology won't reach them in time."

Ian frowned upon hearing this, now he understood. He was hopelessly infatuated with love. His original intention was to find at most one or two more people to pass on messages to Qiu.

But judging from Cedric's situation, it's clearly not just about one or two people. Given the extent of his friendships at Hogwarts, the fact that he could say "many people" suggests that he probably knows more than half of the Ravenclaws.

When pursuing a girl, the worst thing is to have dozens or even hundreds of people around her take turns persuading her. Even if Qiu has some feelings for Cedric, they will all be worn away.

But that had nothing to do with him. Good things come to those who wait, and the two eventually got together. What he was concerned about now was the Transformation Club. He had been wandering around the corridor for about 10 minutes, but still hadn't seen the medieval oil painting.

"Do you know there's a sunset landscape painting on the third floor?" Ian had no choice but to ask Cedric.

"Ha, the Transformers Club," Cedric said instinctively, then asked somewhat uncertainly, "Were you invited by Professor McGonagall too? I'm here for this week's Transformers Club exchange."

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(End of this chapter)