Chapter 61: Touching Doesn't Equal Victory
As Benjamin had said, the rain was falling on Harry's glasses, making it impossible for him to see anything, not even what the rest of the team was doing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
You can only rely on Benjamin's commentary to know the progress of the game.
Harry was a little annoyed when he heard Benjamin's point-blank comments about him, but a lot of it was deep helplessness.
Because the Bludger, who was chasing after him, reappeared.
It was like a kraft candy that couldn't shake it off, and it followed Harry deadly.
"Oh my God, is there anyone who can save me!"
Harry shouted helplessly, and continued to dodge Bludger.
At this point, Fred was very reluctant to admit that Benjamin was right, he was right from the beginning, that someone had done something to Bludger.
He rode up to Wood's side on his broomstick and said to the ever-enthusiastic captain, "Wood, we need to pause the game now!" β
Benjamin quickly noticed the situation, he cleared his throat, glanced at the sullen Jordan, and said coldly, "It looks like Gryffindor has to pay attention to that Bludger that went wrong." It's just that if the game is stopped now, they will lose the game with a score of 80:0. Perhaps, it would have been a wise choice to suspend the game. β
As soon as Benjamin's words fell, Jordan took the microphone: "Some people really think they are prophets, I remember the second graders, but there is no divination class!"
There were very few seniors around him now, and almost no one was paying attention to his high-minded talk.
"Oh, I think Jordan is right this time, some people just rely on luck to talk nonsense, there is definitely no way to predict accurately every time!"
Wood did not hesitate to make a gesture, and Mrs. Hodge's whistle rang again.
The senior student was the same as Jordan at this time, his face was pale. The two of them also had the same thought, "Some people are so lucky!"
Everyone was back on the surface at this point, enjoying a short break.
Wood was in the air just now, and he couldn't hear very clearly, so he asked Fred again. "What happened?"
By this time, the Gryffindor team members had gathered, and the Slytherin members in the crowd let out a burst of laughter.
"We're about to be defeated. Fred, George, where did Harry go when that Bludger stopped Angelina from scoring? You often disappear from time to time. β
"We, we're twenty feet above her once in a while, stopping another Bludger from killing Harry, Wood. "Somebody fiddled with the ball - it wouldn't let Harry go, and it didn't chase anyone else the whole game." The Slytherins must have done something to it. β
"But if Slytherin had done it, Benjamin wouldn't have said it. Wood hesitated, "And the Bludgers have been locked in Mrs. Hodge's office since our last practice, and they're all ...... fine" Wood looked anxious.
Mrs. Hodge was walking towards them. Harry's gaze crossed her shoulder, and the Slytherin players could be seen sneering and pointing at him.
Draco smugly said to everyone, "Well, the new broom I gave you is all working!"
"Listen. Harry said solemnly, and Mrs. Hooch was getting closer. "Every time you two fly around me, I have no hope of catching the Golden Snitch unless it burrows itself into my sleeve. Harry said, "You'd better stay with the rest of the team and let me deal with the wild ball myself." β
"Don't be stupid," said Fred, "it's going to knock your head off." We should request an investigation immediately. β
"If we stop now, we'll be disqualified!" Harry said, "We can't afford to lose to Slytherin with an out-of-control Bludger!
"It's all your fault," George said angrily to Wood, "'Catch the Golden Snitch or die in the ring.'" You are so dizzy that you would say such a thing to him!"
At this moment Mrs. Hodge came to them and asked.
"Can you continue playing?" she asked Wood.
Wood looked at the determined look on Harry's face.
"All right," he said, "Fred, George, you've all heard Harryβleave him alone, let him deal with the Bludger himself." β
Now it's raining harder. As soon as Mrs. Hooch's whistle blew, Harry kicked his feet and flew into the sky, and he heard the whizzing behind his head and knew that the Bludger was coming after him again.
"Harry, Harry, he's amazing! He's a hero, he's a Gryffindor hero! This heartfelt spirit, this perseverance, will surely bring us victory!"
Jordan said enthusiastically, and the group of lion cubs, who were very susceptible, began to cheer for Harry.
Benjamin suddenly felt a little sorry for Harry, as if no one cared about his life or death.
"It was a really, touching scene. Benjamin's voice was very calm, but it hit the heart easily. It's just that victory always belongs to the strong, not by the bloody chicken soup and the stupid behavior that moved oneself. If I were Harry, I would have chosen to stop playing. β
Benjamin's eyes were fixed on the front, and he began to search for the Golden Snitch very seriously.
In fact, he still believed in Draco's level, and the teenager would be working up a sweat in the training room every weekend. Benjamin felt that he had never worked so hard at his age.
Harry's actions were touching, but they couldn't dominate the game.
In the rain, Harry's fortune was bound to be very difficult, as he struggled to find the whereabouts of the Golden Snitch while avoiding Bludger's frenzied attacks.
Draco was now on par with Harry, and he glanced at Harry, whose face was covered in rain, and swallowed the harsh words he had prepared again.
"Harry, no matter how hard you try, the victory is ours!
Draco sped himself up after saying this.
At this moment, a golden light flashed, and Benjamin, Draco, and Harry all saw it.
"The Golden Snitch!"