Chapter 641: Three Against One Again
Cedric was right: Slytherin was likely the only team unhappy about the new broomsticks.
Their greatest advantage—the superior performance of their Nimbus 2001s—had been nullified, while Gryffindor seemed to grow stronger with each play. The match had barely begun, and Gryffindor was already twenty points ahead.
Desperate to turn the tide, Slytherin's captain, Graham Montague, instructed Crabbe to try knocking Angelina off her broom. If they could eliminate Gryffindor's most dangerous Chaser, their chances would improve.
However, Crabbe's intentions were far too obvious, and Angelina deftly avoided him, staying well out of reach. Adding to Slytherin's woes, Madam Hooch immediately noticed the blatant foul attempt and awarded Gryffindor a penalty.
Angelina stepped up for the shot, her confidence unwavering. With a quick feint, she fooled the Slytherin Keeper into diving the wrong way, then raised her arm and sent the Quaffle sailing cleanly through the goalpost.
30:0.
The Gryffindor supporters erupted into cheers, their excitement reverberating through the stands.
"Gryffindor's going to win for sure," Mikel said with a grin. "Montague's no match for Angelina, and his team of apes isn't doing him any favors. Now it's just a matter of time before Harry catches the Golden Snitch."
Cedric nodded in agreement, then paused. "Wait... is it just me, or does it sound like someone's singing?"
"It's not just you," Kyle replied, frowning slightly.
The sound was unmistakable and growing louder. The singing was coming from the Slytherin stands, and soon it was clear that everyone else could hear it too.