On the empty training ground, young wizards in red robes were riding their flying broomsticks, constantly chasing each other in the air and practicing their tactics.
Light, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the stands, watching the Gryffindor team's intense training.
Just then, a figure approached Light and stood beside him.
"The chances of us winning aren't very high. Their Firebolt 2001s are too powerful. It's hard to Research a suitable tactic!"
Light knew who it was without even turning around. It was the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Wood.
"What if I said that the seven flying broomsticks we win will all belong to the team? Can you give it your all?" Instead of directly saying he'd solve the problem, Light offered a reward.
"Really?!" Wood's eyes lit up immediately when he heard that. Although Light's speech earlier was very inspiring, as the captain, he wasn't that easily swayed.
"Of course. I'm not short of Galleons!" Light looked nonchalant.
After getting confirmation from Light, Wood's eyes turned red and he gasped heavily, getting extremely excited.
Seeing Wood acting like a crazed bull, Light couldn't quite understand it. Wasn't it just a few flying broomsticks?
Then he shook his head and said, "I don't get it, but I respect it."
After a long time, Wood, who was all hot and bothered, finally calmed down. After considering for a long time, he still thought the possibility of losing was quite high.
So, Wood directly made a request to Light, the backer.
Looking at Wood with a beaming face, Light couldn't help but sigh, "Money really does cause Corrosion to people's hearts! I preferred your unruly look just now!"
After thinking for a moment, Light decided to keep some cards up his sleeve. He couldn't fully trust the plot, after all, it was ten thousand Galleons!
So he said to Wood, "I'll enchant your flying broomsticks. It'll be up to you then."
Looking at the hand Light stretched out, Wood hesitated slightly and then handed over his flying broomstick.
After taking the flying broomstick, Light easily figured out its entire structure. He thought, "The tail provides power, and the speed is controlled by the stick..."
Wood stared intently as Light took the flying broomstick apart, drew magical scripts on it, and rearranged the Magic Power circuits.
But he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping him. After all, the guy in front of him was a rich guy who could casually take out ten thousand Galleons.
If he broke the flying broomstick, he could just ask him to invest more and get a new one.
"Done!" While Wood was daydreaming about the future, Light handed the flying broomstick back to him.
Snapping back to reality, Wood stared blankly at the flying broomstick, which didn't look much different from before. He asked hesitantly,
"Did you add something to it?"
Light fell silent for a moment, then looking into the distance, he said, "I added technology!"
Seeing that Wood still looked confused, Light continued, "I added three gears. When it's in the third gear, its speed will be several times that of the full - speed state."
"But it will reduce the flying broomstick's lifespan. And there's also an option called Nitrous Boost!"
"Nitrous Boost," Wood mumbled these words. Although he didn't quite understand what it meant, it seemed really cool.
Without further suspense, Light explained:
"Nitrous Boost can make the broom go faster than the third gear, but it can't be used continuously for more than three minutes, or the broom might fall apart!"
After hearing the introduction, Wood stared at the broom in his hand in disbelief. He could hardly believe that a broom that looked no different from the usual ones could be so powerful!
"You can give it a try!" Seeing Wood's disbelief, Light suggested that he fly it right away.
Maybe all Gryffindors are hot - heads. Without much hesitation, Wood got on the broom and took off.
Before long, Wood's ear - splitting shouts echoed across the training field, along with the deafening sound of the wind.
All the training players gaped at their captain zooming through the air. Even Harry Potter was a bit slow to react to that terrifying speed.
Light was also impressed. He mastered Nitrous Boost so quickly. No wonder he could be the captain.
After Wood had a thrilling flight, he was surrounded by all the players. They bombarded him with questions, asking if he'd got some help to obtain such a powerful tool.
Or they asked why such a powerful thing had only been taken out now.
Led by Wood, the players all rushed over and expressed their eagerness to improve.
Light didn't refuse. He quickly modified the brooms and even did a little maintenance on them to make them perform better.
With Wood's guidance and supervision, most players with the new brooms could master Nitrous Boost.
Watching his teammates speeding across the sky, Harry Potter felt his Nimbus 2000 with only third - gear didn't seem that great anymore!
In response, Light said the Nimbus 2000 already had excellent performance. Adding Nitrous Boost would make it hard to ensure safety!
After the training, the players patted their chests and promised that they would definitely win the game.
The Weasley twins even bugged Light and asked him to teach them how to modify the brooms.
In response, Light said he would definitely do it next time, after the game.
Seeing the disappointed looks on the Weasley twins' faces, he suddenly had an idea for a little money - making plan.
As the game neared, a strange rumor circulated among young Gryffindors.
For example, that Slytherins looked down on Gryffindors, that Slytherin students didn't wash their hands after using the toilet and spat all over the place...
Gryffindor students were enraged by these strange rumors. A storm was brewing beneath the surface.
As time passed, while the players were intensively preparing for the game, the Quidditch game was soon upon them.
Some time before the game started, the spectator stands of the four houses were packed with young wizards coming to watch the game!
This time, Ron and Neville also made a huge banner with a sheet and held it high to cheer for the Gryffindor team.
As if infected by the enthusiastic atmosphere, Light also began looking around in the spectator stands.
Thanks to Light and the Weasley twins' secret operations, a lot of cheering props were sold.
When players from both teams took the field, the undercurrent burst out at Light's goading.
"Beat these Slytherins! Teach them not to spit around!"
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"Gryffindor will win! Teach these bastards who don't wash their hands after using the toilet a lesson!"
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With the support of secretly - sold props, the voices of Gryffindor students echoed throughout the stadium. Meanwhile, numerous fireworks shot into the sky, spelling out "Gryffindor will win."
The Slytherin students, who were completely overwhelmed, all looked extremely ugly and had no idea what to do.
The same was true on the field!
The Slytherin players stared at their cheering opponents gloomily.
As the starting whistle blew!
Players from both teams quickly rushed towards the hovering Quaffle in the middle of the field.
To the surprise of all Slytherin players, the brooms of Gryffindor beaters were actually faster than their Nimbus 2001s. They snatched the ball in the first moment.