Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

After a few people finished breakfast, they went to the Quidditch competition venue together.

By the time they reached the door, Lorne and Harry had parted ways.

He was going to Slytherin's resting place to change into Quidditch clothes.

The Slytherin jersey is a green shirt with silver accents.

There are also special bracer guards on the arms to prevent them from being hit by a Quaffle.

And Malfoy, as a Seeker, is already impatient.

Lorne sat down in his chair indifferently.

As the captain, Flint is explaining the tactics to the rest of the team.

As one of the most skilled, Flint and Lorne act as chasers to make the wandering Quaffles shoot.

The tactics are simple and rough, no matter what method you use, you have to score goals, and don't care if the opposite side gets hurt or not!

Lorne listened and couldn't help but yawn.

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At ten o'clock in the morning, the game finally kicked off.

As the players from both sides came out of the entrance, they immediately floated into the air and lined up in formation.

Lorne and Flint, along with an unfamiliar Rohr, were at the front of the line.

And Gryffindor's chaser Lorne only knows one of them, and that is Lee Jordan's dream girl, Angelina.

The batsmen were familiar twins, and the two of them even made a defiant gesture to Lorne in a friendly manner.

As the captain, Wood served as the Gryffindor's defender, and the final Seeker was Harry.

Quite a few people I know.

Wood had also been in contact with him and was a man who loved Quidditch very much.

You can see him basically every day at the training ground.

"Relax your mind, score at the right time, and don't worry about anything!" Flint reminded him next to him.

"Understood."

Lorne nodded.

"Alright, the players are all in, let me look at the Slytherin team!"

Lee Jordan, who is the narrator for this commentary, is a Gryffindor, so the introduction to Slytherin carries a lot of personal goods.

"The captain of Slytherin is still Flint, who is the chaser, and the other chasers are Lorne Geralt and Rohr..."

"Now look at Gryffindor, Wood's position is still goalkeeper, and this time the Seeker has been replaced by the legendary Harry Potter!"

Lee Jordan introduced the two teams that played against each other today.

"Hey, I heard Lorne seems to be dating Gryffindor's jack-of-all-trades, so Gryffindor has a big advantage!"

Here it is, Lee Jordan's classic rumor!

Lorne glanced at him, his eyes indistinct.

Hermione, who was sitting in the Gryffindor audience, clearly felt a lot of eyes on her.

Hermione subconsciously tucked her head into her scarf, avoiding these glances.

At the same time, he glared viciously at Lee Jordan, the rumor-monger.

After hearing that Lorne was dating Hermione, many young wizards in the Slytherin and Ravenclaw audience lost their dreams.

Lorne, who is not bad-looking, has become the first choice for many people's crushes.

However, after hearing that his crush had a dating goal, they were heartbroken.

With a whistle, the balls on the ground flew up.

The Golden Snitch is the fastest one, and disappears the moment it is released.

A few Quaffles loites in the middle of the playing field.

As a chaser, Lorne is trying to send all these wandering Quaffles into Gryffindor's basket.

Flint and Lorne's brooms picked up speed and sprinted into the center of the field to entangle with the Gryffindor chasers.

With his facial features strengthened by the Dragon Slaying Crystal, Lorne noticed the Quaffle behind Angelina at a glance.

"Lorne charged, no, why are you rushing at Angelina!"

"Angelina watch out for Lorne, watch out for the Quaffle behind you!"

Lee Jordan shouted, directly messing up the situation.

"Lee Jordan, shut up!" As a Quidditch fanatic, the older cat lady, Professor McGonagall, couldn't stand this style of commentary, and she yelled at Lee Jordan.

Lorne looked at Angelina, who reacted quickly, and had no choice but to break through from another direction.

"Angelina's side!"

George shouted, swinging his bat in his hand, and a huge ghost fly towards Angelina.

At this time, Lorne, who had been looking for almost, had a light in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, your balls are mine."

The broom passed over the sluggish Angelina, and Lorne reached out to grab the fast-flying Quaffle, and threw it towards Fred with his backhand.

"George, how did you drop the ball!"

Fred grumbled, then watched as the flying Quaffle prepared to stop it.

However, the Quaffle, which was originally coming in a straight line, turned directly when it met Fred and flew into the basket.

Fred was stupid.

What a ball this is!

Lorne scored a goal, turning around and looking for the other Quaffles.

It was at this moment that Lee Jordan let out an exclamation.

"It's the Golden Snitch! The Golden Snitch has appeared! "

Lorne looked up and saw Malfoy and Harry, who had been prepared for a long time, start a fight.

"Malfoy, you're in charge of holding Harry back, the Golden Snitch doesn't need to worry about him!"

Lorne shouted at Malfoy, and whether he heard it or not, he turned and went to snatch the Quaffle.

The game was getting more and more intense, and with Lorne and Flint combined, Slytherin and Gryffindor were already 120:0.

Snape looked at Slytherin, scoring more and more, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

As long as nothing else, this year's competition is still occupied by them.

Professor Quirrell, who had broken the bone, was present, but his arm was once again in a cast, and there was no mischief.

And Malfoy, who had been chasing the Golden Snitch with Harry, had been obstructing Harry everywhere.

There is no intention of chasing the Golden Snitch at all.

Soon, under Lorne's attack, Fred and George no longer dared to swing the bat.

Because every time the Quaffle is hit, it will fall into Lorne's hands.

"It's over, several!"

Lorne smiled at the corner of his mouth, and under Wood's desperate gaze, he threw the last Quaffle into the basket.

Since then, this year's Quidditch tournament has won back-to-back championships with a Slytherin crushing victory!

Harry was still glaring at Malfoy, who had been holding him back.

If it weren't for Malfoy, he would have gotten that golden snitch a long time ago!

"I'm sorry Harry, I won this time!"

Malfoy smirked and mocked.

Looking at Malfoy's hateful face, Harry suddenly had an idea.

Lorne gave him a gift that didn't use a drop!