After the penalty, Ravenclaw's tactics shifted a little. After that exchange just now, they had figured out the Slytherin Quidditch team's strategy for the day. Setting aside the Seeker's role, only Draco Malfoy stood out in strength and individual ability; Pansy Parkinson was decent too, while the others were very average. So no matter where Draco flew, there were now at least two people around him at all times—but this did not seem to pose much of a threat to Draco's offense. He still practically carried the entire team's attack by himself as usual, even pushing the lead to sixty points several times, though he did seem to be getting more tired.
The Ravenclaws, however, were not too nervous about it. Given the level of the other Slytherins, even with Ravenclaw short one defender because they had to double-team Draco, their coordinated positioning and teamwork were still basically enough to withstand the student-league-level techniques and playstyle of those Slytherins.
The match continued for a while, with Slytherin's lead hovering around fifty points.
Up in the sky, Draco was fully focused as he charged rapidly toward Ravenclaw's goal hoops. A Bludger was knocked away by Pansy, who had rushed above him, and then came another one—whoosh—bang—
A wave of gasps rose from the field below. The Bludger Edward struck had smashed into Draco's shoulder, instantly knocking his body sideways. Draco carved an arc through the air and, ignoring the cold sweat breaking out on his forehead from the pain, stubbornly pressed the attack.
Slytherin was once again sixty points ahead of Ravenclaw. As long as they scored one more goal, Emily would no longer need to keep tangling with Cho Chang and could go catch the Golden Snitch.
At that moment, from the commentary stand, which had been silent for a