I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

The game started soon. Carl held his chin and observed the situation while being surprised at the difficult operations of the Quidditch players.

So brave, are you really not afraid of falling over?

Wow... the Slytherin over there is head and tail off, it's really hard for him to keep a good balance.

Carl still depends on the commentator's commentary to see the situation of the game as usual. The bright score card is even more serious this time. Last time, the red and blue were at least a little easier to distinguish.

Blue and green, flying so fast, who are the good people who can distinguish who is who! This is dazzling, anyway, Carl can't tell.

Commentary is really not something that ordinary people can do. Thinking of this, Carl looked at the commentator next to him with a little admiration.

But where is Alice... Of course, as a friend, Carl wants to find Alice. First of all, it is very easy. Let's separate the blue and green, and then find Alice easily!

This is Ravenclaw, that is Slytherin, great, just do it in one go, and you will see Alice soon, everything is in my plan, and you can still do it if you look carefully!

Wait, wait! Don't fly around! I can't tell them apart again!!!

Carl wanted to try hard to distinguish Alice, but sorry, he just wanted to become the queen and shout "I can't do it!"

Finally, the competition reached a tense stage, and the two seekers also played against each other. Now it was finally easier to distinguish, and Carl finally saw Alice.

It was really not easy.

Alice still had some skills, and there was no way. Even if she worked hard in private training, the field was changing rapidly, and no one knew where the bludger would fly to in the next second, or whether it would hit her.

And finding the Golden Snitch was much more difficult than dodging the bludger.

Practical operation was still different from practice.

But where did the Golden Snitch fly to now? Carl looked around, but he didn't try hard to find it. After all, it was so small and flew so fast that even the players couldn't tell it apart. The probability of finding it was less than one percent.

But the next second, the Golden Snitch appeared not far from Carl, and just in front of him.

Wow, oh hi, the Golden Snitch.

Hey, are you jealous, Hashidou Sack Bludger? I will say hello to you, oh hi, Bludger.

Yes, there was also a Bludger that was just hit by the batsman. Their arcs were almost the same, so most of the players on the field found the Golden Snitch.

Now the game has really entered the end, the score is very close, and it depends on who can catch the Snitch in the air at the critical moment. Carl silently cheered for Alice in his heart.

But Alice was not very optimistic. The catching action that she had practiced very skillfully at ordinary times was as awkward as a beginner at this moment.

Her flying was intermittent, and even the substitute players next to her were a little restless, because this was not Alice's true level.

In the past, when Alice was training, her flying movements were very smooth, and women were generally shorter, which added some dexterity and mobility that men did not have.

But Alice's intermittent flying completely wiped out these two advantages. It was a little bit unlikely to compete with other seekers to catch the snitch in speed.

Of course, the main reason for Alice's deformation of her movements was not some external factors, but mainly internal factors. She was too nervous. Her hands, which could easily hold the broom handle, were sweating at this moment, which forced her to spend more effort on holding the handle.

Too nervous, too nervous... It was obvious that she could just do it like in training, but why did she get so nervous that she made mistakes? Alice followed the snitch's trajectory while silently blaming herself for these mistakes that should not have happened.

But Alice forgot one very important thing. The most taboo thing for a seeker is distraction.

Because the Golden Snitch can change its trajectory at any time, you must keep an eye on it all the time to avoid losing it.

Just because she was distracted, the Snitch had completely changed its trajectory, and the first person to discover the change of the Golden Snitch's trajectory was the Slytherin Seeker who had been following the Snitch's changes.

It was over in a moment, Alice's first battle was unfavorable, and the Slytherin Seeker got the Golden Snitch first, announcing the end of the game.

The players got off the brooms one after another, and Carl keenly noticed that Alice's expression was not right. In fact, Carl didn't think it was a big deal. After all, it was the first time to fight in actual combat and it was inevitable to be nervous without experience.

Carl decided to talk to Alice, which he was good at, after all, he was aroundThere is a Sever who often needs therapy. Look at me and heal the lost Alice in three minutes.

Carl was about to take a step forward when two people suddenly appeared in the crowd and stopped him. They were no one else.

Now, dear audience friends, on my left hand is my dear friend Sever, who is holding my left hand tightly.

And on my right hand? It is James who never does anything OOC. He is holding my right arm and looks a bit fierce (bu).

Not James Sever? What do you mean by holding me with one hand each?

Even if you don't fight to the death like in the original book, you shouldn't hold me together? When did you reach a consensus behind my back!

"What?" Carl's height is not enough. At this moment, as long as Sever and James raise a little higher, his feet can flutter in the air.

"Please look at the atmosphere! Carl!" James lowered his voice. He was a little disappointed at the moment, because Senior Longbottom had already walked over, and Alice's eyes were obviously brightened.

As a friend, James felt that he shouldn't let Carl, a light bulb, disturb the harmonious atmosphere.

"Atmosphere..." Carl glanced at Alice and Fleck over there, "What atmosphere?" Carl's head was full of question marks.

"Is he always like this?" James' eyes were full of pity, but he felt a little shameful in his heart. He glanced at Sever next to him.

Sever slapped his face with his free hand, half covered his eyes, and nodded helplessly.

"That's really hard for you..." James felt even more fortunate in his heart. After all, Lily was not like this. At least he could still see the progress bar, even if it was negative 10,000, it didn't matter, at least he could see it, and there was a chance to turn negative into positive.

On Snape's side, the progress bar was three question marks.

People are indeed compared. Thinking of this, James was even happier.