Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 950: Ginny's Performance

The Starcatcher represented the highest level of craftsmanship of the current brooms. Although the speed was slightly inferior to the Firebolt’s, it was still comparable to the latest Nimbus series. Its thickness, size, stability and durability were unmatched by the long and slender handle of the Firebolt.

The feeling it brought was also different. Evan was confident that the Starcatcher could definitely exhilarate the rider, igniting every cell in their body.

It might not be suitable for Seekers, but it was the best broom for Beaters and Keepers who often engaged in physical collisions.

The special invisible seat cushion design and the magic applied by Evan on it ensured that players could perform various difficult postures and still sit firmly on the broom without falling off or losing control.

The second braking engine allowed the Starcatcher to suddenly accelerate in a short period, reaching unimaginable speeds. Its design was thicker, larger, and more solid than mainstream brooms, encouraging players to engage in physical collisions, resembling a falling meteor.

The glossy black surface throughout the body gave the Starcatcher a metallic texture, providing a strong sensory stimulation and visual impact.

With such a broom, even the pickiest person would not find any issues here.

Although the design concept was different from the mainstream, it could better reflect its special features and uniqueness.

Considering that they personally made it from scratch, it held even more special meaning.

“This broom is simply amazing!” said Fred. “It’s even better than I imagined.”

“It’s unparalleled, a revolutionary product that can rival the Firebolt,” said George. “I can’t wait to see it on the market; it’s bound to be a huge success.”

“I hope so!” Evan carefully observed the Starcatcher, trying to find areas for further improvement but found none.

“What are we waiting for?” said Ginny, holding the broom in her hand, “Don’t stand here stupidly, I can’t wait to try it out. Remember, you promised to let me test it first…”

They took the Starcatcher and came to the Training Grounds outside the castle, Fred and George didn’t even attend Professor Flitwick’s Charms class. With the help of their Skiving Snackboxes, they managed to skive off the lesson.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ginny sat on the broom and slowly ascended…

On the Training Grounds, Madam Hooch was giving riding lessons to the first-years. Many of them were experiencing a broom for the first time, but that didn’t stop them from knowing that the best broom out there was the Firebolt, and Harry had one in hand.

The first-years relished talking about it, combining the Firebolt with Harry’s past exploits.

If anyone was willing to ask, Madam Hooch was more than willing to provide the first-year students with information about the Firebolt.

“Well, children, although I don’t mind continuing to talk about the Firebolt, let’s not forget what we’re supposed to do in this class,” said Madam Hooch. “Everyone stand by a broomstick now. Come on, hurry up.”

The first-years returned to their brooms, which were all shared by the school.

Most of these brooms were worn out and old, with some of the twigs stuck out at odd angles.

“Stick out your right hand over your broom,” called Madam Hooch at the front, “and say ‘Up!’”

A few minutes later, all the first-years were all trembling as they floated a few feet above the ground, each one excited and yet displaying a hint of fear on their faces. Several pure-blood young wizards showed off, making their brooms soar higher.

Just then, a black broom swiftly flew above their heads, astonishingly fast. Everyone looked up in surprise and saw a beautifully crafted broom they had never seen before, sparkling with a dazzling black radiance under the sunlight. The graceful girl on the broom continuously performed difficult maneuvers.

Amidst the awe of the crowd, the broom flew at a 360-degree angle in the sky, spinning rapidly, ascending, and diving…

Everyone was stunned, holding their breath and watching the girl on the broom.

They had never seen such advanced flying skills, something even professional Quidditch players couldn’t achieve. After seeing her spin several times in mid-air, she suddenly accelerated and shot straight towards the clouds.

“Goodness, how can a broom be this fast!”

“It’s faster than a Firebolt, like the wind!”

“Who is that girl, and how did she do it?!”

“Professor, what model is that black, thick broom?”

Madam Hooch didn’t know how to answer; she had never seen such a broom before.

In fact, even she was shocked and hadn’t fully reacted yet. She had just witnessed Ginny performing a dreamlike flight on this broom she had never seen before. She knew Ginny flew well, but she never expected her to be this incredible.

Ginny’s current performance was simply genius-level, something only top Quidditch players could achieve.

But what surprised her even more was the astonishing speed unleashed by the black broom beneath Ginny. It could easily rival the maximum speed of a Firebolt. How was this possible?

Ginny activated the speed enhancement mechanism, feeling as if she had left her own self behind. Because of her excitement, her heart suddenly came to a standstill. An invisible magic barrier formed around the broom, making her feel no vibration or disturbance from the air currents while riding the Starcatcher.

This gave her an unreal, dreamlike sensation, but the shouts and cheers from the crowd below were clearly audible.

Ginny continued to ascend, suddenly deciding to try the Wronski Feint. Ever since she saw this Quidditch move at the Quidditch World Cup last year, she had wanted to give it a try. However, she lacked confidence in her own skills. After all, the Wronski Feint was claimed to be achievable only by the best Seekers, requiring exceptional flying skills and mastery of the broom. Only a few people in the world could do it.

“With this broom, there shouldn’t be a problem!” Ginny looked down at the black Starcatcher, determined.

After she passed through the clouds, she turned around and began descending. The speed was truly incredible, as if she had jumped out of a plane without a parachute.

There was another burst of exclamation below, and everyone was looking at Ginny.

“Ginny has gone mad! What is she doing?!”

“Has she lost control?”

“No, it’s the Wronski Feint!”

“She won’t make it…”

“No, she will! Look, oh my goodness!”

They saw Ginny plummeting from the clouds, streaking across the sky like a shooting star. As she neared the ground, she gently lifted the Starcatcher, creating a beautiful arc in front of everyone, leaving behind only a black shadow…

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