Chapter 407: Four Protecting One
Harry turned to Cedric, who had clearly heard Wood's remark.
"Wood's got a point..." Cedric said with a grin. "But come on, then!"
For a moment, Harry thought Wood must have lost his mind in anger. Most Seekers were small and quick, but Cedric was tall and solidly built—if he really wanted to charge, he could likely knock someone right off their broom.
Harry swiftly twirled his Firebolt upwards, gaining altitude. The match had reached a fever pitch.
"Hufflepuff leading 90 to 10... Potter looks like he's in a bit of trouble... Oh, the Firebolt's climbing, and we're seeing it turn on a dime... Diggory's Nimbus 1700 just can't compete with the Firebolt's precision and balance over extended periods..."
"Jordan! Did the Firebolt pay you for an endorsement? Focus on the match!" Professor McGonagall cut in.
"Yes, Professor..."
No one in the stands seemed to notice what was brewing on the field. While the Gryffindors tried to regroup, Kyle shot another Quaffle past Wood, scoring again. George frowned, muttered something to Fred, and the two turned their Bludgers toward Cedric, hoping to knock him off balance. Fred simultaneously aimed a hit at Hufflepuff's Chasers.
But Hufflepuff's Beaters merely looked up, showing no intention of breaking formation. Even as both Bludgers flew away, they stayed laser-focused on protecting Kyle.