After the three old schemers conspired for a while, Cedric did not come looking for Kyle during the following month about having him train with Hufflepuff's Quidditch team.
Perhaps they had great confidence in his flying skills. Since they did not come looking for him, Kyle simply acted as though it had never happened.
In any case, he did not really need to build chemistry with the other players. Those deadweight teammates made little difference whether they were there or not.
He had one and only one tactic—knock every opposing Quidditch player out of the sky.
Once they had all been brought down, as long as Cedric, their Seeker, did not catch the Golden Snitch and end the match, could they not score as many points as they pleased for the rest of the game?
As long as they racked up a few thousand points in their first match, even if they lost every match for the rest of the Quidditch season, it would be difficult for any team to surpass them on total points.
Over in Gryffindor, Harry, on whom great hopes had been placed, had Quidditch practice three evenings every week.
Cedric could hardly wait to see these two first-year Quidditch rising stars clash on the pitch.
Of course, it would still be some time before that happened.
It was only the eve of Halloween, and there was still one week until the first match of the Quidditch season.
Besides, according to tradition, the opening match of every Quidditch season was a showdown between Lion House and Snake House, the two longtime powerhouses.
After all, the other two houses were far too weak. If either of them opened the season, the level of excitement would be...
Ahem. So Kyle's first match was still a long way off.