Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

Hermione took Harry's glasses, tapped them with her wand, and said, "Waterproof and moisture-proof!" before handing them back to Harry.

After the spell was cast, Harry was finally able to see his surroundings clearly. Full of confidence, he flicked his rain-soaked hair and exclaimed excitedly, "This has been a huge help! I'm going to catch the Golden Snitch!"

Eric came over and said, "Come on, Harry, let me give you a blessing too."

Harry was startled when he saw Eric's expression.

His glasses had gotten wet, but now that his vision had returned, he noticed that Eric and Hermione were different from the people around them.

Everyone else in the stands, including Harry himself, was soaked to the bone, but these people were completely dry and clean.

“Another way to use the waterproof charm is to slightly change the casting state and target of the previous spell,” Eric laughed, pointing his wand at Harry and casting a few spells on him.

He was the one who helped Hermione and the others get the waterproof charm.

Harry immediately felt warm all over. The raindrops fell on him but left no mark, and a warm feeling enveloped his clothes, making him no longer feel cold.

The area where his palm touched the broom became smooth again, allowing him to control the broom better.

beep—

Lady Hooch's whistle blew from the sky, and the competition officially began!

Harry spun around in mid-air with delight and shouted, "Thank you, Eric! I'm going!"

Before the two could respond, Harry pulled on his broom and leaped into the air with incredible speed, like a crimson lightning bolt streaking across the sky.

Chapter 79 Familiar Feeling

Today is definitely not a good day to stay outdoors.

At least that's true for both sides playing on the court.

The already heavy rain intensified almost instantly after the match began.

The sky was overcast and dark, making it impossible to see anything around us from the stands.

Not to mention the players on the court.

With such poor visibility, viewers could only see a dozen or so small red and yellow dots flying in the air; even the Quaffle and the Loopball were nowhere to be seen.

Even in such terrible weather, the spectators in the stands did not move an inch, and not a single person left at this time.

They were still singing loudly to encourage their team.

The situation was even worse for the players on the field.

The spectators sitting in the stands couldn't even see the game clearly, while the players were in the middle of the field, having to execute tactics and control brooms at the same time.

Carefully observing the surrounding environment becomes a meaningless act at this time.

Visibility is too low.

The large raindrops fell mercilessly, extinguishing all the planned tactics.

Right now, they're just playing based on pure individual skill.

At the same time, I prayed that I wouldn't get hit by a suddenly appearing ball.

In this weather condition, it is difficult to carefully observe the tracks of the wandering ball.

Of course, apart from the batter holding the bat, everyone else seemed overly worried.

Even the batter can't find where the ball is.

Occasionally, you find it, you hit it with a stick, and the ball flies off somewhere, you have no idea whether it hit the target or not.

The Weasley twins of Gryffindor were the team's batters.

They relied on their chemistry as twins to perform slightly better than the Hufflepuff batters.

However, due to weather conditions, the benefits are limited.

George finally caught the ball in front of him and swung it hard with his bat. He was aiming at Diggory in Hufflepuff, but he almost hit his own teammate Angelina.

"Hey! Watch out!" Angelina wiped the rain off her face and snapped.

As a result, George couldn't hear her shouts at all and turned around to run back to the ball.

Angelina was furious and helpless. In this weather, it was impossible to communicate properly, so she had to go back to fighting alone.

The score on the field also clearly reflected the severity of the weather.

The game had been going on for more than ten minutes, and Gryffindor was leading 30-10.

The two teams played back and forth for a long time, and only four goals were scored in total.

In this level of visibility, the goalkeeper can barely see the Quake, so as long as the ball is shot into the goal area, a goal is almost guaranteed.

Even so, they only managed to score four goals.

The rain was too heavy, and the ball chasers could only control the ball with their hands, making it impossible for them to perform any precise maneuvers.

One of Hufflepuff's chasers flew so fast that it even fell off the broom at one point.

Wood couldn't take it anymore. He waved Harry, who was observing from mid-air, and shouted, "Harry, find the Golden Snitch! We're not here to take a bath!"

“Do you think I don’t want to?” Harry shouted back.

If we're talking about who gets the biggest impact from bad weather, it has to be the seekers.

According to Quidditch rules, catching the Golden Snitch grants you 150 points, and the game ends immediately.

In the current scoring rhythm, whoever catches the Golden Snitch can basically win the game directly.

The problem is that the Golden Snitch is the smallest of the birds, making it difficult to spot. In the current weather conditions, it's even harder to see people, so how can we find the Golden Snitch?

Harry quickly discovered the paradox after riding his broomstick around a few times.

The faster it flies, the blurrier its vision becomes, making it even harder to spot the golden thief in the pouring rain.

On the contrary, staying in place can actually help you observe the situation.

The golden thief is small in size, but it is very conspicuous when it moves. Now that it is dark, it is easy to spot the golden thief's tracks.

In this situation, they have no choice but to choose another tactic.

As seekers, he and Cedric Diggory stopped almost simultaneously, hovering in the air, waiting for their prey and observing their opponent's movements.

One seeker begins to move, and the other will follow.

Conversely, sometimes the two seekers will also stop on one side of the field in perfect unison.

This is also a common choice for seekers.

The Golden Snitch can move, and sometimes catching it depends on luck rather than skill.

With the Golden Thief hard to find actively, it's now a matter of who has better luck.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared!

Out of Cedric's sight, Harry keenly caught a glimpse of a golden flash in the corner out of the corner of his eye.

His glasses are now waterproof, and he's quite confident he can see clearly.

Harry suppressed his elation, slammed down the broom, and dashed quickly toward that corner.

The rain lashed down on him, but Eric's spell deflected it all.

Harry felt great and pushed his speed to the limit.

His actions drew gasps from the stands.

Cedric reacted quickly as well; although he didn't spot the Golden Snitch, he saw Harry move.

Whether Harry was feinting to exhaust him or had genuinely spotted the Golden Snitch, his only option was to follow.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, began to move rapidly, attracting everyone's attention.

Commentator Li Qiaodan also noticed this scene and excitedly said, "It seems that both Seekers have spotted the Golden Snitch! But Harry is faster, and Diggory can only feel the exhaust fumes from Harry's broom!"

"A brilliant acceleration! Harry has completely outmaneuvered Diggory; the difference in skill is obvious!"

Professor McGonagall, her face ashen, intervened: "Jordan!"

“Okay, okay, I understand, Professor. My commentary is very neutral. Wow! Another drift. Sometimes I wonder how Diggory became the Seeker. He can’t even cause Harry the slightest bit of trouble.”

Li Jordan admitted his mistake but refused to change it, continuing to uphold his principle of supporting Gryffindor as long as they were there, ignoring the angry stares from the Hufflepuff stands.

But the situation on the field was indeed as he said: Harry had a clear advantage in the direct competition for the Seeker, and even pulled ahead of Cedric at one point.

Harry was very talented in Quidditch; his skills were no worse than Cedric's, his broom was better than Cedric's, and he had a lot of blessings from Eric.

He has all the advantages one could expect, and his speed is so fast it's almost impossible to see him clearly.

In contrast, Cedric had not yet spotted the Golden Snitch. He had to constantly observe Harry's movements to adjust his own speed, and also had to devote some attention to dealing with the slippery conditions of the game. Just keeping up with Harry was already quite a challenge.

Fortunately, Cedric's technique was superb; any other Seeker would have been left far behind by now.

Harry, flying ahead, was oblivious to what was happening around him; his eyes were only on the Golden Snitch in front of him.

He was clearly lucky today; he and Cedric each occupied half of the court, with the Golden Snitch relatively close to him.

Although Cedric was also quite fast, he was still a considerable distance away from him.

Harry's heart was pounding, he couldn't tell if it was from nervousness or from the overwhelming excitement of catching the Golden Snitch.

In the blink of an eye, just as Harry was about to catch the Golden Snitch, he suddenly felt the temperature drop sharply.

Harry's first thought was: Eric's spell failed?

Then he realized something was wrong, because he saw frost gradually forming on the edge of his glasses...

Chapter 80 You guys are just unlucky...

This feeling was incredibly familiar to Harry.

A violent heartbeat, tense muscles all over the body, and frost constantly condensing on the lenses of my glasses...

At high speed, Harry felt as if time had stood still for a moment.

All the feelings at this moment seem incredibly real.

He finally remembered what this feeling was.