I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 313: Battle in the Maze
The large screen brought by the compound eye vision hanging high in the air was divided into seven parts, showing the perspectives of different players. Fortunately, the screen in the void was large enough for everyone to see clearly.

Some people were even surprised to find that even nearsighted people without glasses could see completely clearly.

This is mainly due to the compound eye vision of the Swarm Guard. In fact, Louis can't quite explain the specific principle.

His principle has always been that as long as it works, there is no need to delve into why it works.

"Okay, let's invite our two special guests to commentate," Mr. Bagman continued in a loud voice. "I heard that they are the gold medal commentators of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Quidditch competition. This time they were recommended by Headmaster Dumbledore and His Royal Highness Mountbatten, so we decided to give the young people some opportunities... Now, let's invite our two special commentators - Ron Weasley! Lee Jordan! They are both outstanding students of Gryffindor College!"

There was a thunderous applause from the Gryffindor seats. No one had expected that in such a large competition occasion, classmates from their own college would be able to go up and participate in the commentary. What an honor it was! The whole Gryffindor college felt proud of it.

Ron and Lee Jordan stood up with proud faces, waved to the cheering crowd, and raised their hands to applaud. Hermione, Mrs. Weasley, and Bill also recovered from their surprise and were happy for Ron from the bottom of their hearts.

This not-so-sensible little son has finally grown up, Aunt Molly thought to herself, tears of joy flowing uncontrollably.

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

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

After the applause, Mr. Bagman said, "We will be able to save the entire video of this match, and when the vision technology matures, we will copy it into a videotape that can be played at any time. Of course, some wizards who are more familiar with Muggles have already guessed what this is. I am not in a position to share more specific information. You just need to wait patiently."

"Of course, if there are friends who were unable to attend the game and want to watch the game video, they can go to the sponsor of this game, the Daily Prophet, to watch the video. The fee is eleven Sickles per session."

The part about drawing a pie in the sky still depends on Ludo Bagman. After all, Louis provided him with a large sum of endorsement fees, which was enough for him to pay off all his debts. Now, he is debt-free, so it's no wonder that he didn't bet on Harry, the dark horse.

"I declare the competition officially begins!" Mr. Bagman announced loudly.

His voice was transmitted through the antennae to the ears of every contestant. After receiving Mr. Bagman's message, they quickly took action.

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

This will also create topicality.

At this moment, 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 it, holding the wand flat on his palm.

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

The road ahead was still empty. When he reached a right turn, Harry turned in, but there was still no obstacle.

Harry didn't know why this happened. He was a little nervous because he had no obstacles. He must be encountering something now. The maze seemed to lure him with a false sense of security. 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. A moment later, a huge twisted insect crawled out from behind the hedge.

"Oh, it's Hagrid's Blast-Tailed Skrewt." Lee Jordan said with some gloating, "It looks like our Harry Potter contestant is in trouble. This Blast-Tailed Skrewt looks to be growing well. Look at its size. It's almost as big as a grown cow."

Yes, Harry was in trouble, and it was not a small one. The blasting-tailed skrewt kept swinging its tail, making crackling sounds, and it looked a little irritable.

"You don't look very good, mate." Harry waved at the blast-tailed skrewt.

Ron laughed and said, "It seems that our Harry Potter contestant is not in a hurry. He has a calm attitude to face this rugged-looking monster. Who created this hybrid magical creature? It doesn't look like a monster that can exist in the normal world."

A blush suddenly appeared on Hagrid's face. Madame Maxime asked him what was wrong with him. Hagrid couldn't say that he was the one who caused the blasting skrewt, so he could only stammer and say that it was a bit cold because of the strong wind.

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

Harry in the picture is ready for battle. He swung his wand and cast a spell. The intention of the blasting-tailed skrewts to appear here was obvious. They were used as obstacles. Harry was determined not to be polite to them. He raised his hand and used his iconic weapon to eliminate them.

The Blast-Tailed Skrewt was hit by the scarlet spell, and its body, which was as big as a grown bull, was knocked to the ground in an instant. It swung its tail with a crackling sound, trying to get up from the ground, but Harry was no fool. He used three consecutive Elimination Chamber weapons on the Blast-Tailed Skrewt, which was so bad that it was obviously going to die.

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

"But it is foreseeable that at least the monsters in the maze are in trouble." Ron said gloatingly, "I really hope that the group of roadblocks set up inside know how much evil the people who threw them in have done... It's okay for them to meet Harry, but if they meet someone like Catherine who hates those disgusting things, their fate may not be too good..."

"You're right, but the Queen of Slytherin is not to be trifled with." Lee Jordan nodded in agreement.

Apparently, he had also suffered at the hands of Catherine.

Harry walked a few more steps forward and suddenly stopped. "Oh? It seems that our savior has sensed the murderous aura. Will there be danger ahead? Let's wait and see..."

Harry continued walking forward and turned a corner carefully. Then he saw a Dementor slowly floating towards him. It was twelve feet tall, with a hood covering its face and its rotten and scabby hands stretched straight out, like a zombie wearing Qing Dynasty official uniform in a traditional Seres zombie movie.

It moved closer, moving toward him by feel. Harry could hear the gurgling wheezing in its throat, and a cold, slimy feeling came over him, but he knew what to do...

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

He tried to think of the happiest things possible, and concentrated hard on imagining himself escaping the maze and celebrating with Ron and Hermione, wand raised, shouting, "Expecto Patronus!"

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

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

The Boggart-turned-Dementor made a loud bang and turned into a balloon with Professor Snape's face printed on it.

"Oh, this balloon looks familiar." Li Jordan's classic sarcastic tone sounded: "Why does the person printed on this balloon look so much like our Potions teacher?"

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

In the faculty seat, Snape's back teeth were almost broken. He swore that he would make Harry pay the price. Even Lily's resurrection could not stop him. He said so!

"Oh, we can't just focus on Harry Potter." Lee Jordan quickly changed the screen. "It seems that Harry is not the only one in trouble. There is also Viktor Krum, who is also a seeker."

The scenes switched, Harry's scene shrank while Viktor's scene enlarged. At this moment, he was also facing a blasting-tailed skrewt.

It was very big, very pleasant, and the sparks were very hot. Victor was in a very bad state, with several holes in his clothes, revealing his tendons. He had no intention of caring about these things at the moment, and his mind was full of how to deal with this disgusting thing.

He had not attended the Care of Magical Creatures class, so he naturally did not know the weakness of the blasting-tailed skrewt.

First, the Eye Spell was not very effective, after all, this thing... didn't seem to have eyes. Second, other spells didn't break defense, the Exploding Skrewt moved extremely fast, as if it could foresee the danger in advance, and quickly retracted into its shell before the spell arrived.

Viktor was really about to be broken by this thing... No, in fact, he had already been broken. Several patches of skin on his body were burnt, and he looked horrible.

Moreover, the speed of the blasting-tailed skrewt was quite fast, at least with Viktor's skills, he was unable to get rid of it. In desperation, when the blasting-tailed skrewt was about to explode its tail again, he threw out a thunderous explosion.

The spell hit the tail of the blasting-tailed skrewt, and a violent explosion sounded, and the blasting-tailed skrewt was blown into pieces.

It seemed that the sparks had ignited the flammable substance secreted by the exploding-tailed skrewt. It was wet and sticky, and had a strong smell of rotten eggs, which made Viktor retch.

But he didn't have time to spit it out, because soon another blast-tailed skrewt's tentacle rustled out from the hedge maze in front of him.

"Oh... Contestant Viktor is really lucky... Two consecutive blasting-tailed skrewts, which can be said to be very... well, lucky." Ron said happily: "How I wish other people had the same interest, so that the third project would not be boring, right?"

"Yeah, it's hard to imagine that a fourth-grade student like Harry can easily deal with a disgusting and terrifying creature like the Blast-Ended Skrewt." Lee Jordan said with great emotion, "We really should take a look at how contestant Harry Potter spends his daily life. It seems that the title of savior has not made him a parasite who rests on his laurels. Instead, he uses this standard to demand himself to become a better person. Now his strength is the best proof."

Ron's face turned red. Lee Jordan was bragging about Harry like that. He really didn't care about the Basic Law. He knew what Harry did most of the time. He ate, slept, or played... Lee Jordan really was... Stop it, stop it...

But even if Li Jordan boasted like this, no one else could refute it. No one knew whether Harry was really working hard, and his performance at this time undoubtedly proved that what Li Jordan said was correct.

Parents who push their children to do their best have already started thinking about how to use Harry as an example to motivate their children.

"What an outstanding player! The world needs more people like him." Mr. Bagman also sighed. He thought of his disappointing child, who only thought about how to play every day and never thought about how to practice spells or how to study.

I must give him a good kick in the ass when I get back! Bagman thought to himself.

Viktor was still fighting in the maze. This blast-tailed skrewt was much more cunning than the last one. It didn't explode its tail, but rolled around, trying to crush Viktor. Viktor had good physical strength. After all, he was a seeker, so he had no problem running. He was also very fast. For a while, the blast-tailed skrewt couldn't catch up with him.

"It seems that the Seeker's physical strength and speed are both top-notch. He can still run after running for such a long time." Ron said with great emotion: "If I can run so fast, can I also be a Seeker?"

"You'd better give up, Ron." Lee Jordan teased, "Look at your belly, do you think you can be a seeker? God, I suggest you lose some weight first. Look at Harry, he's so skinny. Viktor is a little stronger, but his body is full of tendons. What about you? Do you want to be a seeker with all this fat?"

"We've strayed off topic, Li." Ron immediately brought the subject back: "Look, Viktor in the maze has finished the battle."

(End of this chapter)