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Ravenclaw passed the ball to Gryffindor, and the Bludger flew past the tail of his broom.

Gryffindor pitched in, causing the Hogwarts students to cheer.

"Sure enough, although their offense is sharp, the goalkeeper's level cannot keep up with the overall level." Stephens secretly clenched his fists.

As long as they don't get messed up, they can exchange points in a tit-for-tat manner.

The battle is about whose goalkeeper is good enough.

For this, Hogwarts has confidence in Wood.

Sure enough, as time went on, Wood made fewer mistakes, but the Durmstrang goalkeeper was passed through again and again.

The score was tense from the beginning, but gradually opened up.

"Goyle, Crabbe, swing hard!" Alice shouted in an unladylike manner as she directed the two big men.

Seeing Wood once again using his fingers to form a wall of sighs to block the fierce attack, she couldn't help but chant Wood's name along with other students.

This is the charm of the school league.

He can unite the school, even the little snake who can't deal with the lion will shout for Wood.

When John was in school, the conflicts in the four houses were not only endless, but also reached the point of forming a chain of contempt.

Slytherins looked down upon lions and badgers.

Gryffindors look down on snakes.

Ravenclaw looked down upon the other three.

Hufflepuffs find snakes difficult to live with.

Purists, ignorant fools, nerds, useless trash.

Labels are clearly posted on each college.

Coupled with the originally competitive relationship, the sense of unity and honor that should belong to the same school between them is gone.

A school-level league can reunite it all.

The sense of honor is invisibly strengthened.

It is no longer an internal struggle, but an external one.

Hogwarts continues to go head-to-head.

Quidditch is never a game where one person can turn the situation around.

Wood's outstanding performance was indispensable for the batsman's interference and the chaser's attack.

Stephens's fighting spirit was aroused, and he needed to find the right opportunity to end the game in Hogwarts.

From a ten-point deficit at the beginning, the score began to widen.

Durmstrang attacks very frequently, and Wood will score three goals out of ten, which no one can achieve 100%.

But Hogwarts can score five out of ten goals.

Although the extra two goals were few, they firmly opened the score.

The accumulation of two goals and two goals brought the score to a hopeful 200:100 after nearly two hours.

Counting Durmstrang's leading points, it can be said that they are just on equal footing.

Two hours is a lot of time for adults.

A group of students were able to persevere and remain there without retreating.

"It's not enough, we have stepped on the threshold of second place." Wood yelled, "For the sake of glory, please continue to invest in Quaffles!"

"I will hold this last line of defense for you!"

The leadership style shown by Wood soon attracted the attention of the Quidditch Club.

Several people are already whispering.

As long as they are trained properly, it is not a problem to become the leader of a club in the future.

Stephens was not idle either, he was holding back the seeker.

Now comes the fatal match point for the Seeker.

Even with the current score, as long as the opponent gets the Golden Snitch, the situation will be turned around instantly.

They can't lose.

Stephens' biggest problem is that he can't catch the Snitch these days.

The current total score is not optimistic. Even if it is obtained, tomorrow's game in Banad will still be full of suspense.

What they have to do is kill the suspense.

So when the Golden Snitch showed up, Stephens had to do more than just get it.

Instead, it confuses the opponent before the seeker notices it.

He opted for a realistic Wonsky fake.

Successfully deceived the Durmstrang Seeker before he could turn around.

To ensure verisimilitude, Stephens was not able to turn his head.

He needs to have a firm belief that there is a golden snitch there in order to deceive the other party.

Sure enough, midway through the flight, Durmstrang's Seeker felt hesitant.

He didn't see the Snitch.

Just when he thought it was a fake move, he saw that Stephens' speed did not weaken, but instead accelerated desperately.

The realistic behavior shook the Seeker's confidence.

No one expected to finish second, including Durmstrang.

He caught up.

The two people collided and stopped the golden snitch of nothingness.

Even commentator Mike Mill was fooled.

"The Golden Snitch, it's the Golden Snitch!"

McMeel passionately explained, "This is a thrilling chase. Who will win the Golden Snitch?"

Small movements in the air collide and rub, hovering on the boundary between foul and reasonable.

Ms. Huo Qi did not dare to blink for fear of missing these misjudgments.

The whistle was in her mouth, ready to be blown at any moment.

In the guest seat, Draco had a smile on his face.

There was relief in this annoying Hogwarts senior.

"Chasing glory?" His smile gradually became arrogant, "Chasing it at all costs, even if it requires you to jump off the broom, don't give up!"

"Because glory is everything!"

Following that fierce collision, the whistle finally sounded when Durmstrang's Seeker made an excessive move due to his impatience.

This superb deception used Stephens to almost fall off his broom in exchange for a delay for Hogwarts.

After confirming that Stephens was not injured, the game continued.

Wood did not waste the opportunity and started a fierce attack.

The score increased slightly again.

The game entered its third hour.

280:150

The score is growing at a rapid pace.

As the fourth hour rolled around, it was time for Stephens to make a decision.

The Golden Snitch appeared in his sight again.

This time, the other party saw it as well as he did.

Without the opportunity to deceive, Stephens could only start chasing again.

Meanwhile, bad news comes from Hogwarts.

Wood was affected by the long period of concentrated defense.

The score is getting lower.

This also heralded that the counterattack from Durmstrang was coming.

Durmstrang had most of the possession of the ball throughout the game.

There are also more attacks than Hogwarts.

Wood's defensive rate dropped, resulting in an increase in goal frequency.

Stephens had to end the game.

Defense and offense are reversed.

This time Stephens showed an even more desperate flying style than before.

The Durmstrang Seeker who intercepted him and got the Golden Snitch couldn't help but secretly cursed the madman.

The Golden Snitch rose rapidly in front, and Stephens was cruel and used that incredible move again.

Wick arc.

The nearly right-angle turning method greatly saves time and shortens the distance.

There was a vague click on the broomstick.

Even Stephens didn't notice.

All he could see was the golden snitch, chasing it towards the sky.

The moment his finger touched the Snitch, the game was over.

430:250

After deducting the total point difference of 80, Hogwarts is temporarily ranked first with a point difference of points from the second place.

Stephens, who was flying in the sky, fell.

The moment his feet touched the ground, the broom given to him by his father also broke completely.

He stared blankly at the Golden Snitch in his hand. He was victorious, but it was not that gratifying.

The team was frustrated.

For Banad, 80 points is just the difference between a beheading tactic.

As long as Banad is beheaded tomorrow, Hogwarts will be pushed to second place.

Some team members couldn't hold back tears.

After working hard for so long, I still haven't gotten the most satisfactory answer.

John clapped, and more and more applause broke the team's gloomy atmosphere.

Stephens looked up belatedly, and they saw that the applause and praise were spreading like flowers.

"No one will deny our efforts." Wood walked to the team members and hugged his teammates' shoulders firmly.

In the process of chasing glory, they seem to have forgotten this game, and they are still the winners.

"No matter what the result is tomorrow, you are the best players in my mind."

Wood's hands were trembling. He was really fully engaged. He didn't say anything despite how many times his hands were hit by violent pitches.

Stephens also let go.

They accepted the applause calmly.

Let the glorious results bloom tomorrow.

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"The vibrating knife is so fun"