Hogwarts Card Drawer

There was a burst of cheers outside, and it seemed that the Gryffindor team had already entered the field.

"Okay, it's time for you to play too. Come on, Draco." Kronos patted Draco on the shoulder.

When they came out to the arena, they were greeted by a din of voices. Most of them are cheers from Slytherin students, and Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students don't like Slytherin, and they all want to see Slytherin defeated. But at the same time, they can also hear a lot of sighs and boos from the crowd.

Chronos had just stepped onto the Slytherin viewing platform at this time.

"Where have you been?" Daphne asked beside her.

"Go cheer for Draco and the others." Kronos looked at the playing field.

Mrs. Hooch, the Quidditch referee, asked Flint and Wood to shake hands. They both stared at each other menacingly and squeezed each other's hands with great strength.

"Listen to my whistle," said Mrs. Hooch. "Three, two, one."

The crowd was full of voices, welcoming them to take off, and the fourteen team members rushed into the light gray sky together. Draco was flying high, keeping an eye on Harry and looking out of the corner of his eye for signs of the Snitch.

It started to rain, and Chronos felt the big drops of tears hitting his face.

"Water and fire do not invade!" He snapped his fingers, and his wizard robe immediately became dry, and the rain fell on Chronos as if it had been navigated. He also cast this spell on Daphne next to him.

"Cast without hindrance?" Daphne was startled by Kronos' operation, her eyes were full of little stars looking at Kronos.

Kronos didn't pay attention to him, he has been paying attention to the situation on the field.

"The Slytherins lead, sixty to zero." The commentator Lee Jordan had just finished saying this, and there was a burst of sighs at the scene.

Chronos saw that the crazy Bludger was doing all it could to knock Harry out of the air. Both Fred and George were flying right next to Harry to protect him.

Kronos turned around and ran under the viewing platform. "Where are you going? Chronos." Daphne's voice sounded behind Chronos.

But Kronos didn't answer him, and he jumped off the Slytherin spectator platform in a few long strides. He walked along the edge of the Quidditch field, and finally Kronos found the house smart in an old pillowcase under the cloth after he had spared half a circle of the field.

You don't need to guess Chronos to know that this is the house elf of Dobby Malfoy's family. At the moment, he is looking at the game in the field through the apron with his volleyball-sized head pouted.

"Crack!" Kronos snapped his fingers, and several vines sprang out from the sand around Dobby immediately, entangled Dobby tightly. Chronos came closer, and Chronos saw terror in his tennis-ball-sized green eyes.

"Ah... Let me see who this is? Isn't this the house elf of the Malfoy family?" Kronos walked towards Dobby slowly with a long voice.

Dobby's eyes were full of fear, and he was trembling all over. If he hadn't been trapped by Kronos, he might have to punish himself again.

"Let's guess what a house-elf is doing here if he doesn't stay in the master's house?" Kronos said, rubbing his chin, pretending to think.

Dobby the house-elf was so frightened that he wept bitterly, and the big tears fell one drop after another like beads with a broken thread. It made Kronos think he was a bad guy who bullied children. But Kronos will not be deceived by its appearance, maybe this guy is older than his two lifetimes.

"Ah! Got it." Chronos made a gesture of Detective Conan: "Our house elf is here with his master Lucius Malfoy. Come to see my young master's first scene Quidditch match,

But it found that its young master seemed to be not as powerful as the famous Harry Potter. So he manipulated the Bludger and tried to kill the wizard to help his master win. "

"Right?" Kronos asked.

Dobby was even more frightened. He shook his head frantically and wanted to hit the nearby stake to punish himself.

"If I remember correctly, all the elves who murdered wizards will be sent to Azkaban, right?" Kronos stared at Dobby's eyes, and pulled the vine from Dobby's mouth .

"Please, please!" Dobby choked up, "Dobby didn't want to harm Harry Potter, Dobby just wanted to help him."

"Are you going to help an outsider behind your original master's back?" Kronos' tone became a little more serious.

Dobby cried even worse. He slammed his head against the stake and said, "Bad Dobby, bad Dobby, bad Dobby."

"Okay." Kronos said impatiently, he already hated this group of house elves a little. But Dobby still bumped his head against the stake, not listening to Kronos' dissuasion at all.

"Enough!" Kronos yelled, and Dobby shuddered.

"I don't have to tell Mr. Malfoy what you did today." Kronos said, looking at Dobby who finally calmed down.

"But you need to do one thing for me," Chronos continued.

"What does Mr. Slughorn need me to do for you?" Dobby asked cautiously, his green eyes filled with fear.

"You know me?" Kronos asked in surprise.

"Of course, the famous Mr. Magister. We all know that you are often mentioned by the house elves." Dobby still didn't dare to look at Chronos and speak.

"Okay, it's not important!" Kronos waved his hand and continued: "What I ask you to do is not too difficult, you can go to Gilderoy Lockhart and help me find a book with a black cover. Notebook. Find it and bring it to me."

After finishing speaking, Chronos untied the vines on Dobby's body, and then poked his head out with him and pointed to Lockhart who was sitting on the stand.

"Isn't that difficult for you?" Kronos asked. A house-elf's magic is not much worse than a wizard's.

"En!" Dobby nodded his head several times, signaling him to write it down.

"Okay, let's go!" Kronos kicked Dobby angrily, and then returned to the stands by himself.

"How is it? What's the score now?" Chronos asked Daphne.

"It's very bad. Gryffindor gradually caught up later. Now it's one hundred and ten to ninety." Daphne said with a serious face. She is also a diehard fan of Quidditch.