I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 78 Thrilling Ball Game

"Calm down, you guys have to trust Harry." Old God Orlando said comfortably.

"You must not lose, you must not lose." Hermione no longer entangled in the development of the situation, but began to read silently.

"Hermione, stop reading, look, something happened to Harry." Ron suddenly shouted anxiously.

Orlando also noticed something abnormal in the game. Behind Harry, a Bludger chased him like crazy. No matter which direction George and Fred hit it, it seemed to be sure. Like Harry, he kept bumping into it.

"What, Orlando?" Hermione asked anxiously, grabbing his arm.

"Don't worry, Hermione, even if Harry can't resist the fall, with my amulet, he will be fine."

"But what about the game? If we lose, Gryffindor will fall behind again."

"This is something that can't be helped. We can't interfere in the game."

Orlando doesn't care about winning or losing, which may have something to do with his mentality.

The game lasted for an hour, and the sky began to rain. Many students left the stands and took shelter under the eaves. Hermione and Ron insisted on not leaving. Orlando couldn't leave alone, but he didn't want to get caught in the rain. So he looked around, took out his wand and cast the Transfiguration Charm.

The trees on both sides began to deform under the influence of his spell. They elongated their branches, intertwined and straightened each other, and finally formed an airtight roof, which blocked the invasion of rainwater.

With a place to shelter from the wind and rain, the students in the stands rushed over one after another, and everyone happily continued to watch the game.

"That's amazing, Orlando," Hermione exclaimed.

"It's still inspired by you." Orlando nodded at Hermione.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the visibility was less than 50 meters. The students under the roof began to feel upset. They couldn't see the process of the game clearly. They could only guess the situation of the two sides while listening to the commentator's explanation. insights.

It was the first time that Harry, who was circling at high altitude, encountered such a situation in a game. Big drops of rain hit his face and splashed on his glasses.

He was completely ignorant of the rest of the field until he heard commentator Lee Jordan say: "The Slytherins lead, sixty to zero."

Apparently, the Slytherin team's Superbroom was at work, while the crazy Bludger did its best to knock Harry out of the air.

Fred and George were now flying so close to Harry that Harry could only see their thrashing arms, with no hope of finding the Snitch, let alone catching it.

"We still have hope, Orlando." Ron clenched his fists and stared at the sky intently. "As long as Harry can catch the Snitch, we can surpass Slytherin in one fell swoop."

"But, Harry seems to be in trouble." Hermione said, pointing to Harry in the sky.

Then Mrs. Hooch's whistle blew, and Harry, Fred, and George dropped to the ground, still dodging the maddened Bludger.

"Orlando, think of a way." Hermione said anxiously.

"Depending on the situation, the main problem now is the Bludger." Orlando pondered for a moment and said, "Ron, you find a way to get over there and tell Harry to fly to the sidelines later, and I will deal with the Bludger." ball."

"Me, come over?" Ron said, pointing to his nose.

"Yes, hurry up, the intermission is coming soon, hurry up."

Ron hesitated for a moment, and finally turned over from the stands, and he trotted through the heavy rain.

"Ron, what is he doing? Is he crazy? He entered the game indiscriminately, and he will be sent out." The voice of a Gryffindor student came from behind.

"Orlando, do you really have a solution?" Hermione looked at Ron who was running away, and asked in a low voice.

"Stay here, I'll come as soon as I go." Seeing that Ron had already leaned over, Orlando quietly squeezed out of the crowd and walked along the wall of the arena.

The game continued, and Ron was kicked out of the game by Mrs. Hooch as expected, and he was banned from entering to watch the game.

Harry flew around the arena, and after confirming Orlando's location, he flew straight to him. Through the heavy rain, Orlando seemed to hear his shout.

Orlando looked around and made sure no one had noticed him, then he pinched his fingers and shouted in a low voice: "Lightning method, lightning strike."

A miniature version of lightning appeared out of nowhere, traveling quickly through the rain, and accurately hit the Bludger that hit Harry crazily.

Freed from the shackles of the Bludger, Harry gave a thumbs up in the direction of Orlando, and then quickly pulled away from the edge of the field and returned to the field. Orlando disappeared and quietly returned to the stands.

"Orlando, you're really good." Hermione whispered excitedly.

"What's going on, it seems that in thunderstorm weather, lightning hit the Bludger, and Mrs. Hooch had to blow the whistle again to announce the suspension of the game." The commentator Lee Jordan announced loudly.

The spare Bludger was replaced, and the game restarted. The Slytherin players were very dissatisfied with the result, but there was nothing they could do. They had to vent their anger on the Gryffindor players.

In the second half of the game, the smell of gunpowder became more and more intense. Mrs. Huo Qi had to increase the intensity of punishment in order to maintain the normal progress of the game.

With such a fierce style of play by the Slytherin team, the Gryffindor team held on with difficulty and did not allow the score to continue to expand.Without the constant interference of the Bludgers, Harry could finally look for the Snitch with confidence.

Maybe it was because he didn't have any worries, or maybe he found the trace of the Golden Snitch. Harry relaxed his vigilance and didn't pay attention to the Bludgers from the enemy. The high-speed flying Bludgers hit his elbow, and Harry felt that he His arm suddenly broke.A searing pain made him feel a little dizzy, and he slid sideways on the rain-soaked broom, the knee of one leg still hooked to the broom, his right hand dangling unconsciously beside his body.

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands, and Hermione covered her mouth and bit her fingers tightly, worried.

"Orlando, what should I do?"

"Harry is too careless, this is not easy."

"Can you think of a way?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"Unless the game is terminated, but I don't think that's what he wants."

Sure enough, Harry gritted his teeth and insisted not to fall off the broomstick. He tried his best to control the flight, as if he was looking for something.

When the Bludger was hit by a Slytherin player to Harry again, there was another exclamation from the stands.

"He's going to die," said Hermione sharply.

"No, Harry has a talisman on him, trust me he'll be fine."

As if she had confidence in Orlando, Hermione let go of her anxiety and concentrated on watching the game.

At this moment in Harry, there was only one thought firmly occupying his dull mind: "Rush to Malfoy."

Under the hazy rain curtain, enduring the severe pain in his heart, he rushed to the shiny face below who was laughing.

He saw the eyes widen in horror on that face, and Malfoy thought Harry was going to bump into him.

"What are you doing, are you crazy?" Malfoy screamed, scurrying away from Harry.

Harry's uninjured hand let go of the broom and reached out to grab it hard. He felt his fingers wrap around the cold Snitch, but since he was now holding the broom between his legs, he couldn't keep his balance. The broomstick fell straight to the ground.Out of trust in Orlando, Harry simply gave up his broomstick and jumped from a high altitude.

The audience who didn't know why let out bursts of exclamation. They were shocked by Harry's bold move. This was a complete suicide, yes, it was suicide.

(End of this chapter)