Chapter 316: Diverting Disaster
Although Cedric had acted quickly, he'd gravely underestimated the situation—or perhaps he hadn't realized just how popular he truly was. As the first Hufflepuff Seeker in ages, known for his looks, gentleness, and patience, Cedric was practically a celebrity at Hogwarts.
He had barely made it a hundred meters from the Great Hall when five dwarves came sprinting toward him, their golden wings flapping with each hurried step, which added a comical touch that only deepened his horror.
"Hey, you! Cedric Diggory!" the lead dwarf shouted, pushing through the crowd with arms outstretched.
Cedric's instincts screamed at him to run, but he barely managed two steps before the dwarves surrounded him, kicking a few unfortunate students in the shins to clear the path. Three dwarves blocked his way in front, and two closed in from behind.
"I have a singing message to deliver personally to Cedric Diggory!" announced the first dwarf, strumming his harp with such fervor that Cedric flinched.
More students gathered around, intrigued by the spectacle. Cedric tried to slip away once more, but the dwarf held him fast, tugging at his robes.
"Not here... please, I'll be late for class!" Cedric pleaded, hoping for mercy.
But the dwarf ignored him, and with a booming voice, began the song:
"His grey eyes are as captivating as a freshly squeezed Shrivelfig,
His hair shines like a well-seasoned crucible, used for thirty years,
I want him for myself, he's truly a sight,