In the commentary booth, Lee Rock's voice was taut, roaring with passion throughout, "Ladies and gentlemen! Gryffindor First Team's offensive is like a raging storm!"
"Skilled teamwork and incredible speed—that's the oppressive presence of a veteran powerhouse! But—will Gryffindor Second Team really be defeated?"
"Can they withstand this terrifying onslaught? The suspense continues!"
Ahead of the team, Beater Gu calmly reminded them:
"Don't let your guard down, widen the score gap as quickly as possible. Granger's broom is no ordinary weapon, Malfoy's is certainly no different."
Andrew glanced at Harry not far away and echoed in a low voice, "That's right."
" Harry and Malfoy are both exceptionally talented, but their training time is limited."
"Even if Harry Nimbus 2000, Malfoy's broom... it's clearly not in the same league."
Katie's eyes sharpened, and she gripped the Quaffle even tighter. "Got it, let's widen the gap to a point where even if they catch the Golden Snitch, they won't be able to catch up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the second wave of fierce attacks erupted.
The team's coordination was smoother, with passes, feints, and sprints executed seamlessly, making their attacks more ferocious, ruthless, and denser than before.
The commentator's voice cracked:
"Here it comes! Here it comes! Team One's second wave of attack! Team Two's defense is about to be torn apart!!"
The score began to widen little by little.
Hermione's forehead was beaded with sweat, and she bit her lip, clearly angered, yet she still desperately tried to intercept, chase, and cover for her all by herself.
Olivia and Sam were panting, their faces full of guilt:
"I'm sorry, Hermione, we let us down..."
Hermione suppressed her rapid breathing and gently shook her head:
"It's alright... Draco said we're not here to beat the first team today, we're here to get used to the game."
George and Fred waved their bats on either side, jokingly trying to comfort each other.
"Don't be discouraged! We're the Weasley Twins!"
"Losing a few goals is nothing, it's not like losing your life!"
The group then regained their composure.
The game continues.
The second team gradually caught up with the pace, but the first team was unstoppable, brimming with confidence, and the point difference widened.
The Gryffindor roommates were all so nervous they stood up to watch.
Lavender gripped her hand tightly. "Keep going, Hermione! Don't give up!"
Parvati whispered, "The point difference is a bit too big..."
Neville was so nervous that he kept fidgeting with his fingers.
The Slytherin stands erupted in mocking laughter.
"I told you, the second team is just the second team; they're not up to par."
" Malfoy went to Gryffindor, and this is all he's capable of? Hilarious."
Ravenclaw remained calm and observant, silently noting the tactics, speed, and broom performance of both teams.
Hufflepuff, on the other hand, kindly cheered for both sides without taking sides.
The commentator continued to yell:
"The game is completely one-sided! Gryffindor First Team is in complete control! The second team is still struggling—can they wait for a turn of events?"
Hermione was still gritting her teeth and trying to catch up, giving her all with every interception.
Olivia and Sam gradually found their form and were occasionally able to score a few goals.
Only goalkeeper Ron was so thoroughly outplayed by the team that he questioned his very existence.
George and Fred, the Beater, completely dominated the game.
The Bludger Accio, and the two players, one on the left and one on the right, coordinated with terrifying speed and accuracy, swinging their bats with incredible speed and precision.
The two of them managed to thwart several deadly threats, making them the most reliable defensive line in the second team besides Hermione.
On the opposite goal, Wood was incredibly relaxed, standing inside the goal circle with almost no movement.
He had a calm expression that said, "Is that all?", showing no signs of pressure whatsoever.
The match continues with intense competition.
Lee Rock, gripping the microphone tightly in the commentary booth, almost cracked in voice:
"Ladies and gentlemen! The score is now as follows: Team One has 210 points, while Team Two only has 60 points! The difference is a full 150 points!"
"Is the game already decided? With such a huge point difference, is a miracle still possible?!"
Hermione's stamina was rapidly waning, and her bangs were soaked with sweat.
Even wielding a top-of-the-line broom, the weariness of struggling to keep up with the load gradually became apparent.
Fortunately, Sam and Olivia have fully adapted to the rhythm and have begun to steadily keep up with the defense and support, which has relieved some of the pressure on her.
Goalkeeper Ron was so anxious his face turned red, and he shouted in the direction of the Beater:
" George! Fred! Can you guys help defend a little longer? At this rate, the goal is going to be breached!"
George swung and knocked a Bludger away, then turned back in frustration.
"We're giving it our all, bro! There are so many Bludger it's raining!"
Fred quickly added, "Don't panic, don't panic! The more you panic, the more mistakes you'll make!"
Ron stomped his foot on the broom handle, extremely agitated:
"How can I not be anxious! If we lose any more points, we'll have no chance at all!"
On the other side, Katie from Team One steadied her Quaffle, frowning and scolding, "Faster! Our teamwork needs more practice!"
Alicia and Angelina immediately echoed in unison:
"Clear!"
"Keep pushing!"
A chorus of casual taunts immediately erupted from the Slytherin section of the stands:
"Tch, there's nothing to see here. The second team is utterly vulnerable."
"That's all Malfoy is capable of. I thought he could cause any trouble."
Lee Rock's voice echoed through the stadium once again:
"Team One's offensive continues relentlessly! Team Two is struggling to hold on despite the huge point difference. Is today's match going to end so one-sidedly?!"
On the course, Beater Gu solemnly reminded his teammates:
"Don't give them any breathing room, seize the time to widen the gap even further!"
Katie snapped back impatiently, "Stop rushing them! They're already past their prime!"
Goalkeeper Wood immediately spoke up sternly, "Don't let your guard down! Malfoy and Granger haven't given up yet!"
Alicia waved her hand dismissively. "Don't worry, they can't turn the tables!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Katie made a precise shot, Quaffle past Ron's goal, giving the team another 10 points!
Just then, a flash of golden light appeared in the sky above the stadium—
The Golden Snitch has finally appeared!
Lee Rock instantly unleashed a roar at its loudest volume:
"It's here! The Golden Snitch has finally appeared! The crucial moment that will decide the outcome of the match has arrived!"
Katie's expression changed, and she shouted urgently, "Oh no! Speed up the attack! We can't let them turn the tide with the Golden Snitch!"
The entire team instantly unleashed their full firepower, launching an even more ferocious attack than before.
At the same time, Draco and Harry, in their Seeker positions, set off simultaneously!
Draco gave a light jolt to the broom, and " Hermione's Hero " shot out like an arrow.
The platinum broom sliced through the air with such speed that it left a trail of afterimages, taking the lead and rushing to the very front!
Harry gritted his teeth and urged Nimbus 2000 to keep up, but the gap was widening little by little.
The entire audience was stunned, and the stadium fell silent for half a second.
The Slytherin taunts abruptly stopped, and everyone's hearts tightened.
The Ravenclaw Quidditch players all stood up, muttering to themselves:
"This speed... this stability... it's simply a broomstick that crushes everything else; the Nimbus 2000 can't even compare."
The commentator's voice trembled with excitement:
"My God! Draco Malfoy's broom is showing terrifying advantages! Speed, explosiveness, and handling completely overwhelm the Nimbus 2000! Is this the true power of a custom broom?"