Necromancers Guide to Magic

As Benjamin said, the rain fell on Harry's glasses in large drops, making him unable to see anything. He didn't even know what the other players were doing.

You can only rely on Benjamin's commentary to know the progress of the game.

Harry was a little upset when he heard Benjamin's sharp comments on him, but many of them were deeply helpless.

Because the wandering ball that was chasing him has appeared again.

It seemed like a brown candy that couldn't be shaken away, and followed Harry tightly.

"My God! Can anyone save me!"

Harry yelled helplessly, then continued to dodge the ball.

At this time, Fred didn't want to admit that Benjamin was right. He was right from the beginning. Someone had done something to the ball.

He rode his broom quickly to the side of Wood, and said to the captain, who is always full of passion, "Wood, we need to suspend the game now! There is obviously a problem with the roaming ball, and it hurt Angelina. No way to score, and Harry has no time to find the Golden Snitch."

Benjamin quickly noticed the situation here. He cleared his throat, glanced at Jordan who was glum, and said coldly, "It seems that Gryffindor has to pay attention to the wrong ball. Only. But if the game is terminated now, they will lose the game with a score of 80:0. Perhaps it is a wise choice to suspend the game."

As soon as Benjamin's voice fell, Jordan took the microphone, not surprisingly, "Some people really thought they were prophets. I remember the second grade students, but there is no divination class!"

There are very few people around that senior student now, and almost no one pays attention to his talk.

"Oh, I think Jordan was right this time. Some people talk nonsense by luck, and they certainly can't predict accurately every time!"

After Wood heard this, he made a gesture without hesitation, and Mrs. Hooch's whistle sounded immediately.

That senior student was as dull as Jordan at this time.The two people have the same idea, "Some people are lucky!"

Everyone returned to the ground at this time, enjoying a short rest time.

Wood was in the air just now, and he didn't hear clearly, so he asked Fred again."what happened?"

At this time, the Gryffindor team members had gathered together, and the Slytherin players in the crowd laughed.

"We are going to be defeated soon. Fred, George, where did Harry go when that walker prevented Angelina from scoring? You also disappear from time to time."

"We, we occasionally stop another wandering ball from killing Harry, Wood, twenty feet above her." George said angrily. "Someone has fiddled with that ball-it won't let Harry go. During the whole game, it never chased anyone. The Slytherin team must have done something to it."

"However, if Slytherin did the hands and feet, Benjamin would not say it." Wood said hesitantly. "And since our last practice, the walking ball has been locked in Mrs. Hooch's office. They are all fine..." Wood's expression was very anxious.

Madam Hooch was walking towards them.Harry looked over her shoulder, and the Slytherin team could be seen sneeringly pointing at him.

Draco said triumphantly to everyone, "Well, the new broomsticks I gave you all work well!"

"Listen." Harry said solemnly, and Madam Hooch got closer."Every time you two fly around me, I have no hope of catching the Golden Snitch unless it gets into my sleeve by itself." Harry said, "You still stay with the other team members. Let me deal with that wild ball by myself."

"Don't be silly,

"If we stop now, we will be disqualified from the game!" Harry said. "We can't lose to the Slytherin team because of a runaway ball! Hurry up, Oliver, tell them to leave me alone! "

"It's all to blame on you," George said angrily to Wood, "'Either catch the Golden Snitch or die on the court.'-you are so dizzy, say this to him!"

At this time, Madam Hooch came to them and asked.

"Can the game continue?" she asked Wood.

Wood looked at the determined look on Harry's face.

"Okay," he said, "Fred, George, you all heard what Harry said-leave him alone, let him deal with the walking ball."

The rain is getting heavier now.When Mrs. Hooch's whistle sounded, Harry kicked his feet and flew into the sky. He heard a whistling sound behind his head, knowing that the walking ball was coming again.

"Harry! Harry is amazing! He is simply a hero, he is a hero of Gryffindor! This touching spirit, this perseverance will definitely bring us victory!"

Jordan said with enthusiasm at this time, and the group of very vulnerable lions began to cheer for Harry.

Benjamin felt sorry for Harry suddenly, as if no one cared about his life or death.

"Really, a moving scene." Benjamin's voice was very peaceful, but it hit people's hearts easily."It's just that victory always belongs to the strong, rather than relying on bloody chicken soup and the silly behavior that moved me. If I were Harry, I would choose to stop the game."

Benjamin stared steadily forward and began to search for the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch very seriously.

In fact, he still believed in Draco's level. The teenager would sweat in the training room every weekend.Benjamin felt that when he was his age, he had never worked so hard.

Harry's behavior was touching, but he couldn't dominate the game.

In the rain, Harry's trend is destined to be very difficult. On the one hand, he has to work hard to find the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch, and on the other hand, he has to avoid the crazy attack of the walker.

At this point Draco was already on par with Harry. He glanced at Harry whose face was full of rain, and the mean words he had prepared were swallowed again.

"Harry, no matter how hard you fight, the victory is ours! Moreover, this wandering ball is not our hands and feet!"

After Draco finished speaking, he speeded up.

At this moment, a golden light flickered, and Benjamin, Draco, and Harry all saw it.

"Golden Snitch!"