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

Walking out of the Slytherin changing room in the bright sunlight, Lorne, dressed in green robes and armor, looked up at Gryffindor's location with pale blue eyes.

The little brown curly-haired witch who had been watching him waved happily at him, and her face couldn't help but smile.

I don't know, I thought she was a traitor to Gryffindor.

After all, today's showdown is between Gryffindor and Slytherin, and no one would have thought that a Gryffindor witch would actually cheer for Slytherin.

After noticing Hermione's movements, Lorne also smiled and raised his hand in response.

With a slight whistle, both teams were in the centre of the Quidditch arena.

"Lorne?!"

Fred from the Gryffindor team let out an exclamation, it was clear that he didn't expect Lorne to actually participate in this game!

Even Wood couldn't believe it, he knew Lorne's strength, and his style of play was simple and rough.

After all, they had played a Quidditch match together last time.

But—didn't he retire on the spot?!

Even if Lorne were competing, they wouldn't have seen him on the training ground.

Could it be Flint's plan?

Let Lorne be the killer of this game, so deliberately don't let him go to the training ground to train!

Damn, it's really hidden.

Thinking of this, Wood looked at Flint across from him with wide eyes.

This is to catch them off guard.

"Good morning, several. "

Lorne looked at the Gryffindor team members who were a little surprised, chuckled and said hello.

And at this time, Lee Jordan, as a speaker, immediately announced the official start of the game after receiving instructions from Mrs. Hodge.

"Oh-let's see, there have been some personnel changes in Slytherin this year, the biggest of which is the addition of Lorne Geralt!"

"Hey, how come I've never seen him in the training ground, is this what Slytherin is ready for?"

After seeing Lorne's figure, Lee Jordan shouted with some excitement.

The name Lorne was still unfamiliar to the new first-year and second-year students, as he had only played one Quidditch game in his first year.

"Flint, you're so despicable, we Gryffindor have been studying your tactics for a long time - and now you've been replaced!"

Lee Jordan, who is a little lion, said angrily.

As the narrator of the audience, he favored Gryffindor as a skillful person, so skilled that Professor McGonagall glared at him in almost every session.

Even Mrs. Hooch couldn't help but silence him.

"You fart!"

Flint blushed and scolded loudly.

It was your Gryffindor little witch who came to take Lorne away and prevent him from training.

To use such indiscriminate methods, it is obviously you Gryffindor who are despicable!

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, Mrs. Huo Qi hurriedly blew the whistle in her hand, but with a loud sound, the ghost flying balls instantly rose into the air.

The dazzling golden snitch shimmered like gold in the sunlight, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As the game began, Flint didn't have the heart to continue scolding Lee Jordan, and rode the latest broom straight towards the Quaffle in mid-air.

Lorne followed suit, his bright blonde hair blown to his back, and his green robes blown to the sound of hunting.

Suddenly, he only felt as if his face was a little wet.

It's raining?

Lorne looked up at the sky, and at some point, the bright sunlight was gradually enveloped by black clouds, and even the wind became more violent...

As if on the eve of a storm.

What's going on with the weather?

Is it that guy again?

Not only him, but several others also discovered the anomaly in the sky.

However, Quidditch matches were not canceled due to the weather, so several people flew to their positions quickly.

Lorne turned his head sideways to dodge the Bludger's impact and sped towards Angelina.

I heard that Angelina seems to have a leg with Fred recently, and after hearing this rumor, Lee Jordan angrily shouted that these are rumors, so that Fred has not been in contact with him in the past few days.

It's not that he doesn't make contact, but he doesn't dare to contact him, for fear that he will be given an Arvada by Lee Jordan.

You know, he's been chasing Angelina for three years!

What is wrong with these three years?

"I'm sorry, Miss Angelina. "

Under Angelina's surprised eyes, Lorne went straight to the Quaffle in her arms.

It can't be helped, her broom is not as good as the latest Malfoy-sponsored broom.

I could only watch the blonde wizard go away unwillingly.

"Eighty to twenty, now Slytherin is far ahead of Gryffindor!"

"Fred, can you give some strength, why did you let Lorne score again!?"

Lee Jordan shouted loudly as he banged on the table.

Raindrops gradually began to fall in the field, and many young wizards took out the prepared umbrellas.

Miss Hermione, on the other hand, snapped her fingers slightly, and the ring on her finger glowed blue.

Then the rain was scattered outside.

"What is this ring?"

Ginny looked curiously at the ring on her middle finger, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"This is Lorne's birthday present!"

Hermione raised her little head like a little swan and said as if to show off.

Dark clouds gradually covered the sky, thunder exploded in the clouds, and the raindrops became heavier and heavier, and it seemed that a storm was coming.

In the howling wind, Lorne once again met Fred's grudge in the eyes and threw the Quaffle in his hand into it.

This kind of exercise is simply too simple for his physical fitness.

So far, as long as Harry isn't allowed to catch the Golden Snitch -

At that moment, Lorne suddenly raised his head, and a pair of pale blue eyes looked into the black clouds.

The next moment, those pale blue eyes turned scarlet, and the three scythes were still slowly spinning inside.

See—the Dementors are coming!