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Chapter 40

Chapter 40

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Cyrus tied up her long hair and donned a sleek Quidditch uniform. Because of the falling rain, everyone was wearing goggles. As Cyrus walked onto the pitch, the stands erupted into a roar of noise. "I never expected the Slytherin team to substitute a player at the last minute. Is this some kind of psychological tactic to confuse the opposition? Wait—?! It's actually Miss Slytherin! Could she be serving as Slytherin's secret ace up their sleeve?! Too bad Gryffindor is bound to win, even if they resort to this kind of—" "Jordan!" Professor McGonagall reminded him sharply.

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