The Quidditch pitch—today was the match between the Gryffindor team and the Ravenclaw team.
The match had reached a stalemate. The two teams were close in score, now standing at 240:260.
The players' stamina was nearly spent, and both sides' attacks had slowed.
"Both sides are now deadlocked. The Ravenclaw team has a slight twenty-point lead, but that advantage isn't enough to decide the match. It still comes down to which side finds the Golden Snitch first!" Commentator Lee Jordan's voice was somewhat hoarse. The first half had been too intense, and he had shouted until his throat nearly smoked.
Harry was anxious. This was the longest match he had ever played. His teammates were already exhausted, yet he still had not spotted the Golden Snitch.
Thinking of this, he secretly glanced at Ravenclaw's Seeker again. She was an Asian witch.
He had heard that the Seeker was a substitute. Ravenclaw's starting Seeker had been injured during yesterday's match against the Slytherin team and had not taken the field.
In a corner of the Gryffindor stands, a black dog watched the match with complete focus. His gaze had never left Harry.
That black dog was Sirius, whom Matthew had brought in. There happened to be a Gryffindor match today, so Matthew had brought him directly to the Quidditch pitch.
What am I doing? The match isn't over yet! Harry shook his head, pulled his gaze away from the Ravenclaw Seeker, forced himself to focus, and continued searching for the Golden Snitch.
However, only a few minutes later, his gaze drifted back to the Ravenclaw Seeker again. This time, though, he noticed her move. His heart jolted, and he immediately came back to his senses—she had spotted the Golden Snitch!
Lee Jordan suddenly became excited, his previously even tone turning sharp