The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"Now on the field is the Gryffindor Quidditch team!"

Loren's voice is full of passion, really like a dedicated narrator.

On a high platform beside the stadium, Loren and Lee Jordan were sitting next to Professor McGonagall.

The explanations are all under the close supervision of Professor McGonagall. This is why Professor McGonagall easily agreed to Loren. He can't change the world.

"What you're looking at now is the youngest player ever to find a player - Harry Potter!"

Except for Slytherin, students from other houses gave Harry cheers and applause. The sound could be heard in the Gryffindor auditorium.

Harry's face turned red even in such cold weather.

"The one next to you, the captain and goalkeeper of the Gryffindor team, Oliver Wood!"

As a handsome guy from the sports department, Wood is very popular with some girls, and the cheers and applause he received were equally enthusiastic.

Loren introduced Chasers Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, and Aaliyah Spinnett in turn.

"Finally the Beaters, the Weasley twins, George! and Fred!"

The two brothers rode broomsticks together in a small circle around the court, pretending to be big stars, greeting the audience and blowing kisses.

Professor McGonagall was very satisfied with the newly added introduction. At least it seemed that the atmosphere was much more lively.

After Loren introduced the Gryffindor team, it was Lee Jordan's turn to introduce the Slytherin team.

Jordan picked up the microphone in front of him and said calmly, "In front of them is the Slytherin team. Let's leave the time to the referee, Mrs. Hooch."

What kind of introduction is this? The Slytherin players were so angry that their noses were twisted.

They originally planned to fly around the venue when they were introduced, but Lee Jordan skipped it in one sentence.

In the Slytherin auditorium, a group of wizards led by Malfoy shouted: "There is something shady here, something shady!"

Most students from other colleges were amused by this contrast. Everyone in Gryffindor introduced carefully, but it was Slytherin's turn and he only had half a sentence.

"That's so interesting!" Seamus laughed and fell on Hagrid. Hagrid's own stomach trembled and his beard twitched wildly with laughter.

"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall was so old that she actually didn't dare to look at Snape in the faculty auditorium on the other side.

This really wasn't arranged by me, Professor McGonagall thought, although she also found it interesting.

Mrs. Hooch blew the silver whistle, and fifteen broomsticks rose into the sky.

"The Quaffle was immediately snatched by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor. She is an excellent chaser." Lee Jordan looked at Angelina's back with fascination, "Look at how strong her figure is. , how charming her face is.”

Professor McGonagall was immersed in the game and had no reaction when she heard the first half of the sentence. When she heard the second half, she turned around and yelled, "Jordan!"

Lee Jordan was very sensible, "I'm sorry, Professor."

Loren continued to explain, "Angelina passed by others all the way, and was eventually cornered by Slytherin. Do these despicable scum only bully the smaller ones?"

There was something wrong with what he said, but it wasn't too serious. Professor McGonagall only glared at Loren, indicating that he should pay attention to his wording.

On the court, Angelina passed the ball between the walls.

"Beautiful! The ball went to Arya Spinnet, and the Slytherin idiot couldn't even touch the ball's ass."

"Loren!"

Professor McGonagall scolded.

"I'm sorry, Professor."

Lee Jordan spoke up as Loren was being scolded, "The ball passed from Arya's hand. Oops, Slytherin captain Marcus Flint got the ball."

Loren took over, "He flew towards the scoring ring, no, no, no, he didn't think he could score!"

There is not a single curse word or derogatory word in this sentence. But just such simple words, combined with Loren's strange tone, are very irritating.

When Seamus and Ron in the audience heard this sentence, their eyes lit up. This sentence is interesting!

When Marcus Flint, the captain of Slytherin, heard this, he felt inexplicably angry and threw the ball straight away from the scoring ring.

The purpose was too obvious and the route was very easy to predict. Goalkeeper Wood simply blocked the ball. Wood felt that the ball was very easy to defend.

"Now it's Gryffindor Katie Bell with the ball, and she passes the ball to Angelina!" Lee Jordan explained. "Angelina is heading towards the Slytherin goal! She's flying up and down. , may pitch at any time!”

Loren explained, "Slytherin's goalkeeper Blake's head looks like a pumpkin. Can he guess the path of the ball?"

Goalkeeper Blake flies up.

"How could he fly up? A pumpkin head can guess that Angelina won't throw the ball from above."

Blackie flew down.

"Fly down now?"

"What kind of stupid decision is this? Even if the troll comes, he will be better at guarding the gate."

After hearing this, Blake's blood pressure rose rapidly and he felt very irritable.

Angelina took action at the right time.

Clang! Angelina scored.

Warm cheers pierced the cold air.

Angelina fist-bumped with her teammates to celebrate, with smiles on their faces, "Honestly, I feel like it's easier to attack."

The Slytherin players looked at them fiercely.

"Score for Gryffindor!"

"I have seen a troll! I said he is not as good as a troll, but he is not as good as a troll!" Loren's voice echoed in the stadium.

Seamus thought this sentence was even funnier than before, "Hahahaha, Loren has indeed seen a troll."

Dean laughed with him and fell onto Hagrid's belly.

"Shady story! Shady story!" Malfoy shouted.

Professor McGonagall was immersed in the joy of scoring, and then she held Loren down and warned him a few times.

The game continued, and the Slytherin players became violent. From time to time, they would kick people on broomsticks and deliberately swing their bats at the Gryffindor players.

But they were all small moves, and they were done from an angle that Mrs. Huo Qi couldn't see, so there was no way to impose a penalty.

Angelina was almost knocked down several times.

The cheers in the audience gradually quieted down and turned into exclamations! Hermione frowned, Quidditch was indeed too barbaric.

"These scum, Slytherins are no different from savage trolls, only trolls can hit people with sticks."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, but did not stop Loren after hearing these words.

"Slytherin scores frequently with despicable behavior. It's really shameful!" This paragraph was mainly narrated by Lee Jordan.

The atmosphere became increasingly tense, with both sides getting angry.

Loren had just made it on a whim, and suddenly wanted to show off in front of the whole school and give them a little verbal shock.

Now he is afraid that if he keeps talking too much, there may be a large-scale brawl on the court today.

Slytherin became feral, and Harry almost got hit by a Bludger several times. Wood asked him to go aside first and wait until he saw the Golden Snitch before entering.

Just as he dodged another Bludger flying towards his head, the broom under him suddenly became disobedient and began to tumble erratically.

Loren wasn't worried about Harry, Dumbledore was on the sidelines. Loren felt that even without Snape and Hermione, nothing would happen to Harry if Quirrell was smoking.

It wasn't until a fire was lit in the faculty auditorium, interrupting Quirrell's spell, that Harry settled down and captured the Golden Snitch to win.

Jubilant cheers rang out repeatedly among the Gryffindor students, and the players flew around Harry to celebrate their victory.

Seamus and Dean gathered a group of young wizards around the Slytherin students, repeating the same words.

"No, no, no, you don't think you can win."

I learned this from Loren. They found that such simple words, combined with a wonderful intonation, are like a spell, which can absorb the good mood of others and transform it into their own good mood.

The stinker the Slytherin students looked, the happier they were, as if they had eaten something delicious. This feeling of enjoyment was fascinating.

The expression of pleasure on Gryffindor's face matched those words, and the mockery became even stronger, and the faces of the little snakes became even more ugly. This seems to form some kind of positive feedback.

Loren doesn't know it yet, but he's about to make waves at Hogwarts.