Necromancers Guide to Magic

Professor Snape is the referee in this field, so Jordan will say so.

But Benjamin knew that the referee would not terminate the game as long as it would not threaten the lives of players.

Not to mention that Harry Potter is the one chased by the roaming ball now.

"I'm just stating the facts." Benjamin didn't want to argue with Jordan at all. Their voices would be heard without leaking, which had a great impact on the scene.

At this time, most people didn't believe Benjamin's statement, or they didn't care.

"What about magic? Harry hasn't avoided it beautifully!"

The wandering ball came after it again, and Harry in the sky quickly descended to avoid it, and George hit it hard at Malfoy again.

"Hey, Malfoy, oh, it's a pity, this roaming ball doesn't seem to like Malfoy." Jordan's voice lowered, and he has now realized that there is a problem with the roaming ball, otherwise why doesn't it hit Mal Blessing?

"Because its goal is Harry, but Harry's acceleration has always been very good, this walking ball can not help Harry." Benjamin still explained to himself.

Some viewers have already started to listen to Benjamin's analysis involuntarily, and then they are convinced.

Jordan couldn't argue that Harry would be hit by a walker at this time, so he held his stomach and swallowed everything he wanted to say.

At this moment, the wandering ball turned around again like a spinning dart and took Harry's head straight.

As Benjamin expected, Harry suddenly accelerated and swished towards the other end of the field.

"It's fast! Oh, I knew Harry would be able to avoid it! This is just common sense, everyone knows, I don't have to say it! He is definitely the fastest man at Hogwarts!" Jordan Said excitedly, without noticing that there seemed to be a little ambiguity in what he said.

"It's not good for a man to be fast," Lucius said with a smile.

And Benjamin was still immersed in his own commentary, "A very beautiful choice! Fred has a beautiful ball, he flew the ball! But here, Slytherin scored!"

Benjamin reminded everyone to look into the air again.Harry could hear the wandering ball whizzing after him.How is this going?Fred Weasley is waiting for the ball on the other end.Harry slammed his head down, and Fred used all his strength to slam the ball; the ball was hit to the side.

"That's it!" Fred exclaimed happily.

"Yes, this ball is very beautiful, Fred, as my good buddy, he has always been so great!"

At this point, someone on the scene began to comment on Jordan's commentary.

"How do I feel that this Jordan is talking nonsense, always echoing Benjamin."

"That's right, I used to think that commentary is to arouse emotions, and then talk about who gets the points!"

"Sure enough, people are ugly, and their brains are not good."

The senior student said nothing at this time, some looked forward gloomily, and then said angrily, "It's just luck."

Benjamin didn't know the situation at the scene at all. He only saw Jordan next to him bulging, and he had a helpless expression, which made Benjamin very happy.

"Hmph, don't be too happy! I'll tell you, I'm the explanation, you're a temporary substitute!" Jordan finally turned off the microphone cleverly and said to Benjamin.

"Oh, I see." Benjamin replied faintly, then immediately turned his gaze back to the game.

"Marcus's goal is very beautiful. It's a very agile spin. I believe George doesn't know what happened just now. Very good. Now Marcus has no blocking in front of him. He scores. Now! Pretty, Slytherin leads 60:0!"

Jordan hasn't reacted yet.

At this time, even the students of Gryffindor showed an expression of disgust and embarrassment.It was really embarrassing that their commentary was still talking here when it was really happening.

Slytherin had cheered long ago, forming a green ocean.

If at the beginning, they were still worried about Benjamin's commentary level, and at this time they had already excitedly called Benjamin's name.

"Benjamin! Benjamin! Benjamin!"

This should be the first time a commentator's name sounded on the Hogwarts arena.

Mrs. Ludwig was holding the handkerchief at this time, gently wiping the corners of her eyes, and then said very proudly, "Benjamin, my son, he really is the best, he is amazing!"

Mr. Ludwig looked a little uncomfortable, but he still covered Mrs. Ludwig's hand with his own hand and nodded.

Although the players can listen to the voice of opinions, they can't care.Because the game will continue, the game will never stop until the golden snitch is caught.

Many people should remember that there was a Quidditch match, which lasted a whole month.

"Boom!" After a blast of thunder, the sky that was originally not so clear was now covered with dark clouds, strong winds, and lightning and thunder.

The heavy rain suddenly started to underground.

For welcomes, it is not terrible.They can use umbrellas, they can use magic to block the rain.

But for the players who fly in the air, they can only fly non-stop under heavy rain.

"The rain is getting heavier," Benjamin said softly. "Harry looks out of the way? His glasses must have been blurred by the rain."

"How do you know that you are not Harry? I dare say that Harry must be looking for the Golden Snitch!"

Jordan said unconvinced that his current commentary had long been not analyzing the situation of the game, but had become a rebuttal to everything Benjamin said.

In Benjamin's view, all this is like a painless counterattack.

Too lazy to care.

"Perhaps, because of Harry’s wandering, Gryffindor’s line of defense is missing one person. Oh, this time it’s Draco, his movements are very flexible! Beautiful, it turned out to be a fake move, he flicked. Just when Angelina (Gryffindor player) was about to stop him, he chose to withdraw the pass. However, I think Draco should pay more attention to the Golden Snitch."

Suddenly, everyone laughed involuntarily.

Draco's ears were red, and he mumbled helplessly, "You always want me to see such heavy rain!"