Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

Qin Yu gripped the wooden handle of the flying broom with both hands, controlling it to fly towards his predetermined location.

It was located diagonally in front of the Gryffindor goalposts, not far from goalkeeper Oliver Wood. Qin Yu could even clearly see the furrowed brow on Wood's solemn face.

Unfortunately, the situation on the field was very unfavorable for Gryffindor, because Slytherin's Marcus Flint now had the ball, and that kid was no pushover.

"...Marcus, with the help of two Slytherin Chasers, charged towards Gryffindor, and let's see how Gryffindor responded—the two Gryffindor Chasers attacked from both sides, intending to disrupt Marcus's flank...Angelina came over, she swooped down from the sky, heading straight for Marcus! Gryffindor used the 'Parkinson Claw' tactic, they were going for a strong attack—oh dear! It's a pity, Angelina Johnson was smashed away by Marcus, the strong attack tactic failed!" Monnie Wanda commented from the stage.

"Monnie, is that a foul?" Linda Zhu asked curiously.

“Judging from the fact that Mrs. Hodge did not rule it out, his action should be seen as a normal defensive collision,” Monnie explained.

“I see… The current situation is somewhat unfavorable for Gryffindor,” Linda said worriedly.

At this moment, Angelina, who had been hit by Marcus, struggled to control her flying broom, but she was still wobbling and falling downwards.

Fortunately, Captain Charlie Weasley, who was still idle and hadn't found the Golden Snitch, swooped down in time to help her stabilize her fall.

Qin Yu observed the situation on the field but showed no intention of helping. Even as the short-haired girl on the commentary desk began to sarcastically remark that "Gryffindor's two batters seem to be enjoying the view from the sky," he remained unmoved, hovering there.

Meanwhile, Gryffindor's other batsman, George Weasley, although moving, did not fly towards Marcus, but instead flew to the latter's side.

George's action puzzled the two Slytherin batsmen who were initially wary of him, but they quickly smiled contemptuously, probably thinking that the kid had given up, since no one in Gryffindor could stop the rampaging Marcus Flint at this moment.

As they had anticipated, Marcus once again knocked away a Gryffindor chaser who was trying to intercept him, and approached the Gryffindor goalpost.

"...Why didn't goalkeeper Oliver Wood continue with his previous 'double figure-eight' maneuver?" Linda Zhu asked, puzzled.

"Because Marcus is not the same as the previous Derian Puse. He is too strong. The double figure-eight circling not only fails to achieve the purpose of comprehensive defense, but also consumes the goalkeeper's energy and makes it easy for Marcus to find an opening. Therefore, Gryffindor's goalkeeper, Senior Wood, chose to only guard the middle goal and be ready to make saves at any time," Monnie explained clearly.

“Then Gryffindor is really in danger now…” Linda sighed softly.

“Hmm, I’m afraid Senior Wood won’t be able to hold on…” Monnie chimed in.

Listening to the commentary from the two female wizards on the commentary stage, the audience in the stands also deeply felt the urgency and subtlety of the situation on the field.

As Marcus dribbled the ball rapidly toward the goalpost, the Gryffindor students naturally felt nervous for goalkeeper Wood, while the Slytherins were all extremely excited, with first-year students like Jerome cheering loudly.

Marcus charged forward with the ball, leaving Gryffindor's Chaser behind. Captain Charlie Weasley, after rescuing Angelina, couldn't catch up with Marcus and also had to constantly watch out for Slytherin's Seeker.

……

"...Sigh, it looks like we're going to lose this goal." Professor Swinton's voice rang in Snape's ears.

“?” Snape frowned as he looked at the guy who had appeared out of nowhere.

“Ha, I just tested a new alchemy formula and lost track of time. You know, those spells have very strict requirements for the carrier…” Swinton shrugged and explained casually, then turned his gaze back to the sky above the stadium and asked, “How did Qin perform in his first official match? Did I miss anything?”

“No, he was just looking at the scenery from the sky,” Professor Snape quoted the short-haired girl in a cold tone.

Of course, he certainly didn't think Qin was just admiring the scenery. In fact, he was secretly looking forward to the kid's next move. After all, they had known each other for a long time, and Snape knew that the kid was full of bad ideas.

“Hehe, enjoying the scenery…” Swinton repeated the phrase, his tone playful.

It's better to make him believe that Snape will dress in women's clothing than to make him believe that Qin is really that honest.

Yes, she had makeup on her face and was holding a folding fan to cover her private parts.

Thinking of this, Professor Swinton subconsciously looked at Snape beside him. Snape seemed to sense his gaze, turned his head slightly, squinted at him, his face ashen, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Professor Swinton immediately abandoned his far-fetched thoughts and his expression became serious. Well, after all, there is a spell in the magical world called Legilimency, and another called Avada Kedavra.

While the two professors were chatting, the situation on the field was also changing.

“…Marcus is close to the post, poised to strike, the ball is likely to go in—wait, what is George doing? Why is it flying outwards?! Go stop Marcus! You coward… Sorry, Professor McGonagall, I'll be careful.” Monnie said somewhat excitedly, but in the end, intimidated by Professor McGonagall's authority, she didn't utter a curse word.

“Monnie, I think George might have his own ideas…” Linda Zhu, however, had a different opinion.

“How could that be! What else can he do besides cause trouble?” Moni said in a tone that said, “I know him too well.”

Marcus slowed down and steadied himself as he approached the goalpost. No one could stop him now. He even had time to glance back at the weaklings of Gryffindor, a contemptuous and arrogant smile spreading across his face. (Note: A catcher cannot pass the ball through the ring on the goalpost; therefore, Marcus had to stop outside the goalpost to throw.)

Goalkeeper Wood looked grave, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Marcus, on the other hand, began to maneuver around the ball, making it difficult for Wood to determine which of the three goalpost rings he should throw.

However, Wood didn't have to wait long. After hesitating for a while, Marcus suddenly rushed to the left, then stopped abruptly, ready to throw the ball.

Wood quickly ducked and rushed toward the goalpost to protect it, but his response was clearly rushed, and he didn't have time to block the Quake that Marcus was about to throw.

"George!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out in the air.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang," a black ball was violently knocked away by George, heading straight in a certain direction.

But that direction wasn't towards Marcus, who was being protected by the Slytherin players, but rather towards Qin Yu, who was positioned diagonally in front of the goalpost!

“How could he…” Linda couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp of doubt.

Many people at the scene were in a similar situation to her, wondering what the red-haired Gryffindor batter was doing.

Could it be that they felt they were about to lose points and started fighting amongst themselves? After all, that batter named Qin just stood there leisurely watching the whole thing, without putting in any effort at all, which was infuriating to watch.

However, some people who knew about Quidditch or had watched Qin Yu's selection process still showed some doubt, and Professor McGonagall couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Professor Snape also gave a soft hum, but it was impossible to discern what his true emotion was.

The reactions of the crowd were varied, but it was only for a moment, because the ball became incredibly fast after George's powerful strike. The ear-piercing whistle echoed throughout the court, and the distance of dozens of meters was covered in an instant, about to hit the target!

The batter named Qin, who was the target of the wandering ball, remained where he was, neither leaving nor dodging, his gaze calmly fixed on the rapidly approaching wandering ball.

Immediately, everyone saw him raise his bat high and then swing it out with tremendous force, striking the whistling ball.

Bang!

The dull, loud thud of the bat hitting the ball took a moment to reach everyone's ears after it struck the wandering ball.

It is evident that the speed of that attack was quite fast.

Amidst the shock and admiration of many, the speeding ball, after being struck hard by batter Qin, abruptly changed direction, bending at an obtuse angle of nearly 135 degrees from its previous flight path, and continued its resolute charge forward!

After the second powerful blow, the ball's speed nearly doubled, and this time it charged straight at Marcus Flint!

Gryffindor's true intentions have finally been revealed!

However, the Slytherin players, who had been wary of others and had overlooked Qin Yu as the batter, were too late to stop him and could only watch helplessly as the extremely fast running ball flew towards Marcus.

Marcus had already adjusted his position, holding the Quaffle in one hand, raising it high as if to throw it.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, he heard a sharp whistling sound of wind breaking, and then he felt as if he had been hit hard in the waist by a powerful cannonball, as if his bones were about to be broken.

"Ah!" Marcus cried out in pain, his body rolling to the side.

The Quake ball was also released from his hand.

Slytherin Chaser Marcus was hit by a running ball and crashed just before the post!

"Whoosh!"

The entire venue erupted in a noisy commotion.

Merlin's Beard! Double Strike!!!

What did I just see?! Qin, with George's help, actually pulled off a 'double-hit combo'! He's amazing! I'm so excited to see such a brilliant tactic in a Quidditch match at Hogwarts! It's incredible!

Wood was also great; he caught Marcus's Quaffle first and held it firmly! After getting the ball, he gave Qin a bright smile, a smile that was three parts doting and seven parts admiration. It was so sweet..." Fan and commentator number 2, Moni Wanda, was so excited that she was almost incoherent.

“Monnie! Watch your words!” Professor McGonagall reminded her again.

"It's true... cough cough, I mean, their teamwork is so perfect, it must have been cultivated through long-term training! This kind of bond is truly enviable!" Moni changed her way of expressing it, although it was still a little strange.

However, the audience had already been swayed by her earlier remarks.

"Qin!" "Qin!" "Qin!"

"Wood!" "Wood!" "Wood!"

Of course, there were also quite a few people chanting "Weasley".

The three of them are heroes in this battle and deserve such cheers and praise!

Qin Yu and George, having successfully executed their tactic, excitedly flew back and forth in the sky.

……

"You only intercepted one goal, and now you're getting too cocky," Professor Snape said coldly.

As the Head of Slytherin House, Professor Snape naturally didn't have a pleasant expression.

"Oh, really? You really think this was just a simple interception?" Professor Swinton, sitting to the side, said with a half-smile.

"You can shut up now!" Professor Snape said, slightly annoyed.

Yes, he certainly knew that this was more than just a simple interception.

Gryffindor's premeditated attack not only prevented Marcus from scoring but also injured him, which will definitely affect today's game. Most importantly, Qin Yu's attack just now directly destroyed the Slytherin Quidditch team's confidence and courage!

With their commander suffering a setback and morale plummeting, how can they possibly continue the game?!

……

In fact, as Professor Snape and many others had predicted, the Slytherin Quidditch team played without any drive and tended to be conservative. Even Marcus Flint's constant shouting and yelling, which kept him on the field, could not boost their team's confidence.

Moreover, that batter named Qin seemed like a completely different person from the beginning of the game, wielding his bat and dominating the field, becoming a psychological nightmare for the Slytherin players.

Even the Seeker, who wasn't very offensive, was hit by him several times, just because the Seeker used "Pokov's Deception" which almost made Charlie fall flat on his face. Qin Yu was very annoyed with him and chased him through the air for half the field.

"...Qin has hit Marcus again! We can see that Marcus is in a bit of a mess now, cough cough, but Marcus is still very tenacious! Qin's mobility and accuracy have been fully demonstrated once again! Come on, let's listen to the cheers in the arena, what are they shouting?" After saying this, Moni Wanda put her hand to her ear as if listening.

"Qin is the King!" "Qin is the King!" "Qin is the King!"

The sound first rose from the Gryffindor stands and then spread to almost the entire Quidditch pitch, except for the Slytherin students, of course.

These are the words on the banner that Hagrid is holding up. They were written by Elvis when Qin Yu participated in the selection, and now, more people are finally shouting them out.

“They’re shouting, Qin is the king!” Linda Zhu was also caught up in the atmosphere and said excitedly.

“That’s right, Qin is the king of the Quidditch pitch right now! Qin is our King!” Monnie’s last words were roared from her chest.

"Qin is our King!"

Such cheers also erupted from the stands.

Feeling the thunderous roar below, Qin Yu felt a surge of excitement.

He didn't want to lie and say that he didn't care about these things. On the contrary, he felt that living a carefree and unrestrained life was one of the purposes of his second life, and he enjoyed the noise and excitement at this moment.

"My king!" George flew over unnoticed, placed his right hand on his left chest, and gave a solemn salute.

Qin Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes slightly, then said irritably, "Alright, let's step up our game and try to widen the score gap even further, so Charlie won't have to do anything."

Hmm, if the score difference is widened to more than 150 points, is it still necessary for the finder to catch the Golden Snitch and get those 150 points?

"Hehe, if Charlie heard that, he'd be furious." George thought Qin Yu's words were too sarcastic.

"I think he should be happy!"

After saying this, Qin Yu lowered his body and suddenly rushed out.

George roared and flew after him.

——Dimensional wall——

I've been stuck on this plot for two days. I've checked the original books and some other materials, and thought about tactics and such, trying to write it as realistically as possible. But, due to my limited abilities, this is the best I can do. I know writing about Quidditch is a thankless task, but this is Quidditch! How could the Harry Potter world be without Quidditch?! Finally, thank you all again for your continued support! *bows*