Chapter 689: Before the Holiday
What happened in the Department of Mysteries yesterday spread quickly across the wizarding world, thanks to The Daily Prophet. However, the newspaper did not mention the prophecy globe. It only reported that Voldemort had led his Death Eaters in an attempt to seize something and wreak havoc in the main hall.
To many, this was Voldemort openly declaring war on the Ministry of Magic. It also signaled that he had gathered enough followers and was ready to strike at any moment—leaving the wizarding world feeling frightened and uneasy.
But none of this concerned the students at Hogwarts.
That afternoon, nearly the entire school gathered at the Quidditch Pitch to witness the most crucial final of the school year: Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor. The score difference was a mere 20 points, meaning the winner of this match would claim the Quidditch Cup.
From the very start, cheers and shouts of encouragement filled the stands, as everyone rooted enthusiastically for their team.
"For both teams, this is a game they absolutely cannot afford to lose..."
Lee Jordan's voice boomed from the commentary booth. "Whether it's Cedric and Ted from Hufflepuff or the Weasley brothers and Angelina from Gryffindor, none of them want to leave Hogwarts with regrets in their final year!"
"...Oh no, the Quaffle's in Kyle's hands again—that's bad news for Gryffindor! Angelina's closing in on him, but her broom just can't keep up with the Firebolt!"
This time, Lee refrained from his usual quips and playful remarks, delivering a highly professional commentary instead. After all, the players he mentioned weren't the only ones graduating; this was also his final year, making the match deeply significant to him.
"Oh, look! Harry's spotted the Golden Snitch!" Lee's voice, hoarse from prolonged shouting, carried a note of urgency as he leaned halfway out of the commentary stand. "It's near the Ravenclaw stands, and Cedric's seen it too! They're both speeding up—who will catch it first? Someone lend me a pair of Omnioculars!"
"Meanwhile, Kyle's at the Goalposts... he's thrown the Quaffle—it's heading for the center hoop! Can Ginny block it? Oh, she's done it! A brilliant save by the temporary Keeper! That could be the most critical block of the game!"