Ch137- Orchestrating the Game

Ch137- Orchestrating the Game

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Well, hello you all! I don't like spoiling my own fic, but if I can just drop a little hint without ruining it... I really, really thought a lot about the previous chapter, and it felt like it was rotting my teeth. That is all I am going to say. Give me some feedback you all! Hopefully you enjoy this!

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The next morning, Harry awoke to the anticipation of another Quidditch game against Gryffindor. The excitement in the air was palpable as he made his way to breakfast, where the buzz of conversation centered around the upcoming match. Slytherin and Gryffindor rivalry ran deep, and Quidditch matches between them were always intense affairs.

"Nigel," Harry started, his voice still heavy with sleep as he buttered his toast, "today's the big game. Think we'll win?"

Nigel, ever ready with a quip, responded, "Well, unless you plan on flying circles around Gryffindor while blindfolded, I'd say your chances are as good as any. Just remember, Master Harry, it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game. And how thoroughly you can embarrass the other team, of course."

Harry's high spirit drew Tracey's attention, who was seated next to him. "You seem in good mood, Harry. Nervous about the match?"

Harry shook his head, his smile still lingering. "Just ready to get on the field."

As breakfast concluded, the Slytherin Quidditch team huddled together, a mixture of anticipation and strategy in the air. Harry found himself half-listening to Marcus Flint, the team captain, outlining their plan of attack. It was a familiar routine by now; Marcus would devise elaborate strategies, but in the end, it usually came down to Harry catching the Snitch. His ability to catch the Snitch had become something of a legend in the school, and today's match against Gryffindor was no exception. They all expected him to clinch victory, as he had done so many times before.

"Nigel," Harry mused internally, adjusting his gloves with a smirk, "any pearls of wisdom before I take to the skies? Perhaps a secret strategy to ensure the Snitch flies straight into my hand?"

As the match progressed, Harry's tactics of visual masking became a key factor in Slytherin's dominance. His ability to anticipate and subtly alter the course of the game through strategic positioning underscored his deep understanding of Quidditch strategy and his exceptional flying skills. It was a performance that would be remembered as one of the most clever and tactically astute in Hogwarts' Quidditch history, showcasing Harry Potter not just as a talented Seeker, but as a master of the game in every sense.

Neville, always the loyal Gryffindor, found himself torn, his allegiance to his house battling the awe he felt watching Harry's prowess on the Quidditch pitch. He couldn't help but join in the applause, his cheer a testament to the remarkable skill displayed by Harry. "Blimey, Harry's flying is something else!"

Petunia, who had ventured into this magical world with little understanding of its customs or sports, was completely taken aback by her nephew's incredible performance. As she watched Harry soar and maneuver with an elegance she never knew existed, a swell of pride rose within her. Surrounded by the magic of Hogwarts and its passionate students, her applause was not just a gesture of support but a heartfelt acknowledgment of Harry's talents and the surprising world he belonged to.

Tracey and Daphne were on the edge of their seats, their voices hoarse from cheering as they watched the Quidditch match unfold from the VIP room, where they, along with Hannah and Susan, had a clear view of the action.

Tracey, unable to contain her excitement, leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. "Did you see that move? Harry's flying as if he was born on a broom! But, Merlin's beard, my heart can't take much more of this suspense!"

Daphne, her eyes fixed on the game, nodded vigorously, her voice filled with the thrill of the match. "Absolutely, it's like watching a dance in the air! Though, I must admit, every time he dodges a Bludger, I feel like I lose a year off my life."

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