I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

The large screen brought by the compound eyes hanging high in the air is divided into seven pieces, showing the perspectives of different players. Fortunately, the screen in the void is big enough so that everyone can see it clearly.

Some people are even surprised to find that even short-sighted people without glasses can see completely clearly.

This is mainly due to the insect swarm guardian's compound eye vision. In fact, Lewis is not sure about the specific principle.

His consistent principle is that as long as it works well, there is no need to delve into why.

"Okay, now we have two special guests to commentate," Mr. Bagman continued in a loud voice: "I heard that these two are gold medal commentators for the Quidditch match at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This time It was also recommended by Principal Dumbledore and His Highness Mountbatten, so we also decided to give young people some opportunities... Well, now we have two special commentators - Ron Weasley! Lee Jordan! They are both Outstanding student of Gryffindor House!"

A burst of applause erupted from the Gryffindor seats. No one expected that in such a big competition, students from their own house could actually go up and participate in the commentary. What an honor it was. The entire Gryffindor house felt that With honor.

Ron and Li Jordan stood up with proud faces, waved to the cheering crowd, raised their hands and clapped. Hermione, Mrs. Weasley and Bill also recovered from their surprise and were sincerely happy for Ron.

This little son who is not very sensible has finally grown up, Aunt Molly thought to herself, and her tears of joy could not stop flowing.

"Hello everyone, I'm Ron Weasley, Gryffindor House from Hogwarts." Ron said cheerfully.

Li Jordan also introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I am Lee Jordan, from Gryffindor House at Hogwarts."

After the applause, Mr. Bagman said: "In this game, we will be able to save the entire video of the game, and when the vision technology matures, copy it into a video tape that can be played at any time - of course, there are some that are familiar to Muggles. The wizard has already guessed what this is, and it’s not convenient for me to give you more specific information. You just need to wait patiently."

"Of course, if there are friends who are not able to come to the game and want to watch the game video, they can watch the video at the Daily Prophet, the sponsor of this game, for a fee of 11 Sickles each time."

Ludo Bagman still has to look at the painting. After all, Louis provided him with a large amount of endorsement fees, which was enough for him to pay off all his debts. Now he can be said to be debt-free and light-hearted. No wonder he didn't bet on Harry, the dark horse.

"I announce that the game has officially begun!" Mr. Bagman announced loudly.

His voice reached the ears of every player through the antennae. After receiving Mr. Bagman's message, they quickly started to act.

The main perspective is naturally given to Harry. After all, he is the youngest contestant and the savior, so he definitely deserves more attention.

This will also create a topic.

At this time, from Harry's perspective, he was constantly looking back, as if someone was chasing him. The maze was getting darker every minute, and the sky above his head turned dark blue. He gradually walked forward and came to a fork in the road.

"Show me the way," he whispered to his wand, holding it flat in his palm.

The wand rotated and designated the dense hedge on his right, which was the north. He knew that to go northwest to the center of the maze, the best way was to take the left path and then turn right as quickly as possible.

The road ahead was still empty. When they reached a right turn, Harry turned in. There was still no obstacle.

Harry didn't know why this was happening, and being so unimpeded made him a little panicked. You should have encountered something now. The maze seemed to seduce him with the illusion of safety. Suddenly, he heard movement behind him and quickly waved his wand to defend himself. The light of the wand shone like a flashlight, and the jungle in front of him rustled. After a moment, a huge twisted bug emerged from behind the hedge.

"Ah, it's Hagrid's Blast-Ended Skrewt." Li Jordan said with some gloating: "It seems that our Harry Potter player is in trouble. This Blast-Ended Skrewt looks to be growing very gratifyingly. Look at his... It’s as big as an adult cow.”

Yes, Harry was in trouble, and he was quite young. The snail kept swishing its tail and making crackling sounds, looking a little irritable.

"You don't look very good-natured, mate." Harry waved at the squid.

Ron chuckled and said: "It seems that our Harry Potter player is not in a hurry. He has a calm enough attitude to face this craggy monster - who created this hybrid? A magical creature, it doesn’t look like a monster that the normal world can have.”

A red cloud suddenly appeared on Hagrid's face. Mrs. Maxim asked him what was wrong with concern. Hagrid couldn't say that I was the one who caused the snail, so he could only say hesitantly that it was windy and a bit cold.

Madame Maxime took off her coat with concern and put it on Hagrid.

Harry in the picture was already ready for battle. He flicked his wand and cast a spell - the intention of the squid appearing here was obvious. It was used as a road blocker, and Harry was determined not to be polite to them. A raised hand is the iconic Expelliarmus.

The Explosive-Ended Skrewt was hit by this scarlet curse, and its body the size of an adult bull was instantly knocked to the ground. It swung its tail and crackled, trying to get up from the ground, but Harry was not a fool, and continued The three killer weapons defeated the snail, the birth of Jesus, and the nirvana. It was impossible for him to survive before his eyes.

"It's too cruel..." Lee Jordan said with great regret: "You know, I suspect that he didn't use Expelliarmus, but another spell with the same pronunciation as 'expelliarmus'. It's too cruel. It’s too cruel. As a peaceful person, I can’t bear to see this..."

"But it is foreseeable that at least the monsters in the maze are in trouble." Ron said happily: "I really hope that the roadblocks placed inside know how much evil the people who threw them in have done... It's good that they met Harry, but if they met someone like Catherine who hates those disgusting things, the outcome might not be good..."

"You are right, but the Queen of Slytherin cannot be offended." Lee Jordan nodded in agreement.

It seemed that he had suffered from Catherine before.

Harry took a few more steps forward and suddenly stopped.

"Oh? It seems that our savior has sensed murderous intent. Is there any danger ahead? Let's wait and see..."

Harry continued to walk forward and carefully turned a corner. Then, he saw a dementor slowly floating towards him. It was twelve feet tall, with a hood covering its face, and its rotten and scabbed hands were straight. Stretched straight, like a zombie wearing a mandarin official uniform in Siris's traditional zombie movie.

It approached step by step, touching him based on feeling. Harry could hear the gurgling gasp in its throat, and a cold, slimy feeling washed over him, but he knew what to do...

It's so familiar. In the third grade, Lupine taught himself how to deal with this thing. Dementors are so easy to catch.

He tried his best to think of the most pleasant things, and tried to concentrate on imagining getting out of the maze, celebrating with Ron and Hermione, while raising his wand and shouting: "Calling the Guardian!"

A silver stag sprang from Harry's wand and ran towards the Dementor. Then, something strange happened - the Dementor took two steps back and tripped over its robes... Harry had never seen a Dementor fall before.

"Don't move!" He had an idea and thought of a possibility - he quickly followed the silver patron saint and shouted loudly: "You are a Boggart! Ridiculus! (Funny!)"

The dementor the boggart transformed into made a loud noise and transformed into a balloon with Professor Snape's big face on it.

"Ouch, this balloon looks very familiar." Li Qiaodan said in his classic sinister tone: "Why does the person printed on this balloon look so much like our Potions teacher?"

"It really looks like it, a bit vivid." Ron chuckled happily, "I hope Professor Snape won't be angry. After all, Harry didn't mean to cause this beautiful misunderstanding."

At the staff seat, Snape's back molars were almost broken. He swore that he would make Harry pay the price. Even Lily's resurrection would not be able to stop him. He said so!

"Oh, we can't just pay attention to the Harry Potter player." Lee Jordan quickly changed the screen, "It seems that Harry is not the only one who is in trouble, but also Viktor, who is also a seeker. Player El Krum.”

The screens were switched, Harry's screen was zoomed out, and Viktor's screen was zoomed in. At this time, he was also facing a Explosive-Ended Skrewt.

It's big, it's welcoming, and the sparks are hot. Viktor was in a very embarrassed state, with several holes burned in his clothes, exposing pieces of tendon flesh. He had no mind to care about any of this at this moment, and his mind was full of how to deal with this disgusting thing.

He didn't take the Care of Magical Creatures class, so naturally he didn't know the weakness of the Explosive-Ended Skrewt.

First of all, the eye disease spell is not easy to use. After all, this thing... seems to have no eyes. Secondly, other magic spells do not break the defense. The Blast-Ended Skrewt moves super fast, as if it can predict the danger in advance and quickly retracts into its shell before the magic spell arrives.

Viktor's defense was really about to be broken by this thing... No, in fact, he had already broken his defense. Several pieces of skin on his body were burned, and he looked miserable.

Moreover, the blast-ended snail moved very fast, at least with Viktor's skill, he couldn't get rid of it. In desperation, when the blast-ended snail was about to explode its tail again, he threw out a thunderbolt explosion.

The magic spell hit the tail of the snail, and a violent explosion sounded, and the snail was blown to pieces.

It seemed that the sparks had ignited the flammable substance secreted by the snails. It was wet and sticky, and had a strong smell of rotten eggs, which made Viktor dry up.

But he didn't have time to spit it out, because soon the tentacles of a blow-tailed snail poked out from the hedge maze in front of him.

"Ouch... Player Viktor is really lucky... Having two Blast-Ended Skrewts in a row can be said to be very... Well, lucky." Ron said overjoyed: "How I wish other people We also have the same interest, so the third project won’t be boring, right?”

"Yeah, it's hard to imagine that a fourth-year student like Harry could easily deal with such a disgusting and terrifying creature like a blast-ended snail." Lee Jordan said with emotion, "We really should see Harry... How does Porter lead his daily life? It seems that the title of savior does not make him a sluggish person who rests on his laurels. Instead, he uses this standard to demand himself to become a better person. Now his strength That’s the best evidence.”

Ron next to him turned red. Lee Jordan really didn't pay attention to the basic laws when he boasted about Harry. He knew best what Harry did on a daily basis. Besides eating, sleeping, or playing... Lee Jordan really Yes, stop talking, stop talking...

But no one else could refute Li Qiaodan's boastful words. No one knew whether Harry was really working hard, and his performance at this time undoubtedly proved that what Li Qiaodan said was correct.

Parents of chicken babies are already thinking about how to use Harry as an example to motivate their babies.

"What an outstanding player, the world needs more people like this." Mr. Bagman also sighed with emotion. He thought of his unlucky child. All he could think about every day was how to play, and he didn't think about it at all. How to practice a spell, how to learn it.

I have to kick his ass hard when I get back! Bagman thought to himself.

Viktor in the maze is still fighting hard. This snail is much more cunning than the last one. If it doesn't blow up its tail, it will just roll around and try to run over Viktor to death. Viktor has good physical strength. He is a seeker after all. He has no problem running and his speed is very fast. In a short while, the Blast-Ended Skrewt cannot catch up with him.

"It seems that the Seeker's physical strength and speed are the best. He can still run after running for so long." Ron said with great emotion: "If I can run so fast, can I also go there?" Becoming a Seeker?"

"You'd better forget it, Ron." Lee Jordan teased: "Look at your belly, does it look like you could be a Seeker? God, I suggest you lose weight first, look. Harry is so skinny, and although Viktor is a bit stronger, his body is full of tendons. What about you? Do you want to be a Seeker with your fat body?"

"The topic has gone too far, Lee." Ron immediately brought the topic back: "Look, Viktor in the maze has finished fighting."