More than a dozen figures charged at a black ball at once.
Wood was the fastest. As one of the three Chasers, he reached the ball first, made a swift tail sweep, and struck it toward a teammate below.
The teammate smoothly drove the ball toward Slytherin's hoops, while several players flew alongside her.
Gryffindor seized the initiative!
The Slytherins cursed and wheeled their brooms around, charging at the Gryffindors to intercept the ball.
Jenson barreled forward, controlling the Quaffle with her body as Wood and the others flew above and below her, preventing the Slytherins from breaking into their encirclement.
The George twins were perfect choices for the two Beaters, coordinating with exceptional chemistry.
With bats in hand, they fiercely knocked the Bludgers flying into the Slytherin team, disrupting their flight.
The spectators kept screaming, as excited as if they were out on the field themselves.
Whenever the ball was stolen or someone got hit by a Bludger, the cries grew even louder.
While the players below charged and crashed into one another,
Harry had nothing to do, since he was the Seeker. None of that concerned him; he only had to catch the Golden Snitch.
Jordan was practically a professional commentator. The match was already tense, but the way he described it with animated gestures stirred the crowd into an even greater frenzy.
Still, though he commentated well, Professor McGonagall had called out his name several times already.
Because whenever the ball was in Gryffindor's hands, he beamed with delight. But the instant it was taken away, he immediately began groaning loudly.
Several Slytherin students in the stands were already cursing him from across the crowd. Whether the noise was too loud for him to hear or he was deliberately pretending not to, he did not change