In the few minutes, Hoare was unstoppable, blog pyers and balls alike, sg three goals in a row.
"Slytherin scores another 10 points!!!" Lee Jordan shouted until his voice was almost hoarse.
"Henry William's Bludger py is truly impressive! Let's all reize this first-year Beater from Slytherin, Henry William!!!"
"So, what kind of stance will Henry William use to hit the Bludger ?... Wait! The Bludger is gone? All the Seekers on the field are looking for it, where did it go?"
Hoare sat on his broom, realizing the Bludger was missing, and sidered a possibility.
But thehought it was impossible; Quirrell's injuries were so severe, how could he have left the infirmary in just half a month?
If it weren't for Headmaster Dumbledore wanting to keep a close wat Quirrell, such serious injuries would have required treatment at the more adva. Mungo's.
Hoare flew around on his broom, sing the surroundings for any suspicious figures, just as he thought he might be overthinking it.
Lee Jordan shouted, "The Bludger has appeared!!! Let's see, oh, it's chasing Harry Potter now, it seems our Bludger really likes Harry."
"Ah! No, it looks like the Bludger is attag Harry, it seems this young Seeker is in trouble, could he be forced to quit on his first outing? That would be such a shame..."
"Oh my! Slytherin's Henry William is flying towards Harry Potter! What's he going to do? Is he going to kick him while he's down? No! He's preparing to... save Harry!? Oh my! This is so toug! A Slytherin actually saving a Gryffindor, and on the Quidditch pito less..."
Lee Jordan's voice was chattering away until the professors iands gave him a stern look, making him fall silent.
Hoare clearly saw the Bludger moving in a bizarre marying to attack Harry.
Damn! Is it really Quirrell?
Is he like a worm? Cut him in half aill revives!?
Hoare flew directly to Harry's side, shouting, "Get down!"
Harry heard the familiar voice, and before he could think, his body reacted instinctively, pressing tightly against his broom. He felt the Beater's bat brush past his scalp, leaving a cool sensation.
"Bang!"
Hoare used all his strength to deliver a powerful blow.
The Bludger shot away at an incredible speed, far from the pitch.
The eadium fell silent.
"Uh... Henry William, without the Bludger, the game 't tinue."
"Harry! The Golden Snitch!" The Weasley twins shouted, pointing in a dire for Harry.
But Harry hesitated; if it weren't for helping him, Hoare wouldn't have had to send the ball out of the pitch.
"If you're not going after the Golden Snitch, what are you doing here?" Hoare raised an eyebrow, "Even if you find it, Gryffindor will still lose."
With Hoare's words, a petitive spirit surged in Harry's heart, and he quickly turo chase the Golden Snitch.
Hoare was fident because he had already seen the Bludger returning, moving even faster than the Golden Snitch.
Heading straight for his current position.
Hoare raised his bat to meet it.
"Oh! Is Henry William out of his mind? Standing there with his bat raised, it's really strange..."
Iadium, Slytherin students booed loudly when the entator mentioned Henry William's name.
The other Slytherin pyers flew to obstruct Harry Potter from finding the Snitch, and as they passed Henry William, eae snorted and bumped into him, pletely fetting how they had cheered for Hoare earlier.
Hoare dodged them in time, ign them, his eyes still fixed on a certain spot outside the field.
"Oh my! How you do this! Henry William was just trying to save someone." Lee Jordan's voice was indignant, met with a chorus of boos.
"It's ing."
Marcus Flint flew past Hoare, about to scold him, when he heard Hoare's whisper.
As the Slytherin team captain, he immediately looked up, following Hoare's gaze.
There was something flyiremely fast towards them.
Even before it reached the field, everyone could feel the gust it brought.
"Is that...?" The Bludger!? Marcus Flint couldn't believe it.
Hoare flew against the wind.
"Oh my! The Bludger is back! It's so fast! Madam Hooch, there's definitely something wrong with this Bludger, I 't even keep my eyes open!"
"Henry William is flying towards the Bludger! He's raising his bat!"
"He hit it!!!"
Hoare accelerated to the Bludger, delivering a strike.
He redirected the Bludger tryffindoalposts.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the Bludger went through the goalpost, the powerful gust knog it down.
The Bludger smashed into the wall, still spinnilessly.
"Slytherin scores aen points!!! Henry William!!! That was an incredible shot!!!"
"Oh my! Uhe Bludger is... the Golden Snitch!!!"
"Emmm... olden Snitch seems uo fly."
Lee Jordan tried to expiuation, seeing this for the first time, unsure who the winner was.
On the field, Gryffindor and Slytherin pyers surrouhe still-spinning Bludger.
"What do we do now?" Oliver Wood scratched his head.
Gee tested it with his bat.
Immediately, the side of the bat that touched it became ft, shaved off.
"If we go up now, won't we be hit by the Bludger?" Gee looked at his now ft bat, shivering.
Slytherin's side was silent too.
Without removing the Bludger, they couldn't get the Golden Snitch.
Removing the Bludger would definitely cause injuries.
Finally, Hoare flew over on his broom, looking at the still-spinning Bludger, and silently cast "Finite."
The Bludger's speed gradually slowed.
It all happened in seds, and everyone only saw that when Hoare arrived, the ball's speed decreased.
Then Hoare used his bat to flick the Bludger aside, grabbing the Golden Snitch.
Right uhe noses of all the Gryffindor pyers.
"Wait, isn't that cheating!?" Gee shouted, "You're not a Seeker!!! How a Beater grab the Golden Snitch!!!"
"Oh." Hoare seemed to just realize it.
He had really fotten that Beaters couldn't catch the Snitch.
On the Gryffindor side, Harry had already taken off to grab it, but Hoare turned and flew towards Marcus Flint, the Slytherin Seeker.
Handing it to him.
Lee Jordan annouhe final result in a daze.
"...S-S-Slytherin has caught the Golden Snitch! Adding 150 points!!!"
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