"Sorry, Professor." Harry paid no attention to the commentary, choosing to go high, searching out a good vantage point. The other seeker had already disappeared. Harry made a mental note to keep an eye out for him. It was good; feeling the sting of cool air against his skin. He'd forgotten to find a charm to keep his glasses on his face, or get a pair of prescription goggles, but Bethesda was with him today, and the edge of her tail remain curled around his glasses, keeping them firmly around his face.