"Good morning, everyone! I'm the commentator for this match—Lee Jordan. Today's match is Ravenclaw versus Hufflepuff!" Lee Jordan of Gryffindor ignited cheers throughout the stadium with his enthusiastic voice.
"The Quaffle has now been seized by Ravenclaw's Allen. If Harry Potter is the youngest Seeker in a century, then Allen Harris is the youngest Chaser in a century. He was the first to claim the Quaffle—nimble and incredibly strong, just as expected!" Even while introducing Allen, Jordan did not forget to bring up Gryffindor's Harry. He truly loved Gryffindor!
"He's racing all the way up there. That speed—that speed is unbelievably fast! Oh, god, did you see that? He's riding the legendary Neptune." Jordan leaped out of his seat in excitement.
A black Bludger hurtled viciously toward Allen's back, but Allen dodged it swiftly as though he had eyes in the back of his head. The aggressively whistling Bludger flew past his ear.
"Oh, watch out! Hufflepuff's Gabrielle Droumen launched a vicious strike, but Allen, riding Neptune, dodged it. Neptune's performance truly lives up to its reputation!" Jordan roared.
"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall warned him not to stray off topic.
"Right, right, Professor. Allen is still flying tirelessly. If Allen is England's King Arthur, then he has none of the Knights of the Round Table at his side—no Lancelot, Gawain, or Galahad. He charges ahead alone. Is he trying to be a lone hero? Frankly, Quidditch is a sport that requires teamwork." Jordan clearly did not think much of Allen's strategy of carrying the ball alone.
"Who says Allen has no teammates?" Roger furiously knocked away another Bludger aimed at Allen.
Ravenclaw's players desperately held up the Hufflepuff players, creating favorable attacking conditions for Allen.
"Wow, if Roger had hit that ball just a little higher, it could have flown straight into the Mediterranean Sea." Jordan's exaggeration was truly outrageous.
"Allen has broken through Hufflepuff's defense. Now only the Keeper stands before him. Gooooooooooooooal, go! It's in! We have witnessed the youngest Chaser in a century—Allen Harris—score the first goal of this match." As Jordan gave his excited commentary, massive cheers erupted from the Ravenclaw stands.
Hufflepuff now had possession. Their formation resembled a swarm of wasps as they launched a fierce assault on Ravenclaw's territory.
Roger quickly organized an interception, but it had no effect.
"Hufflepuff's Wasp formation is very effective. They're getting close, closer—Ravenclaw seems powerless against it." As the commentary continued, every Ravenclaw supporter's heart clenched.
"Huh, it's Allen! At an unbelievable speed, Allen has snatched the Quaffle from Hufflepuff's Daniel. Oh, god, he's breaking through again." Jordan was utterly stunned; he had not even seen how Allen intercepted the ball from Daniel.
"Roger has taken control of the Bludger. The initiative is now back in Ravenclaw's hands. Their coordination is incredible! Allen only needs to charge forward while his teammates do everything they can to intercept Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff's Wasp formation was highly effective just now, but they're a little too late getting back on defense." Jordan hit the nail on the head.
"Hufflepuff's Keeper James might block one of Allen's shots, or even two, but he can't stop Allen from shooting again and again!" Jordan exclaimed. With his agile movements and his teammates' cooperation, Allen scored goal after goal. The usually mild-mannered Hufflepuffs had nearly transformed into enraged bulls, being led around by Ravenclaw yet never managing to attack them.
Hufflepuff's only chance now probably rested on their Seeker, Cedric Diggory. As long as he could catch the Golden Snitch, victory would belong to Hufflepuff.
Professor McGonagall could not help poking Jordan in the lower back with her wand. Professor Flitwick beside her was also beginning to feel an itch in his hands.
"Have they still not spotted the Golden Snitch?" Jordan mocked.
Cho Chang suddenly rushed toward the Ravenclaw stands. Cedric froze for a moment before seemingly realizing something and following after her. The two chased one another. Ahead was the enormous banner that Anna and the others had placed under a Levitation Charm. Cho Chang did not slow down at all and flew straight toward it. Cedric reached out to grab her, but both of them became tangled in the banner and fell from the sky. A collective gasp rose from the stands!
Professor Flitwick swiftly drew his wand and slowed their fall several times. They landed on the grass and rolled several times. Madam Hooch called a halt to the match, and the players descended one after another to help the two free themselves from the tightly wrapped banner.
When they rose to their feet, the stands seemed to have been paused, then suddenly restarted. Deafening cheers rang through the entire stadium. Cho Chang held the Golden Snitch high in her hand. Ravenclaw had claimed victory by an overwhelming margin!
That was how competitive matches went: one side's joy highlighted the other's sorrow. Humanity's most extreme emotions were fully displayed and released in that moment. This was Quidditch, and this was why wizards loved the sport so deeply.
Under Madam Hooch's direction, the players from both sides shook hands one by one. The ninety-minute match had finally ended. While the players on the field busied themselves relaxing their muscles, Allen needed to relax his nerves. For him, his muscles were not yet a problem.
"Allen, you were incredible! Watching you score again and again felt absolutely amazing." Edward had become a complete Allen fanboy. Honestly, Allen's dazzling performance on the Quidditch pitch had won him countless admirers.
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