Lucas' Anger!

Seeing Lucas motion for himself to put down his wand, Harry subconsciously stopped the Patronus Charm.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself.

After what happened in the three broomsticks, he had subconsciously started to believe that Lucas-wouldn't hurt him.

Still, under the influence of the curse of desire, Harry's jealousy towards Lucas has not diminished either.

This will make him fall into the torture of desire every day.

At this point the stadium was silent, while more and more people noticed something was wrong.

Even Ron wondered when he saw the dementor in the grass.

"Why is this Dementor different in size from the others?"

He looked at his companions around him, hoping that someone knew the answer and explained it to him.

It's just that everyone is busy looking at Lucas at this moment, so no one gave him an answer at all.

The black cloth was pulled off the dementor with a wave of his hand, and the exquisite wandless spellcasting was displayed in front of everyone.

Although using wandless magic is like an instinct to him as a void elf.

But others do not know.

To the general wizarding populace, casting spells without a wand is proof of strength for a wizard.

Adult wizards are usually able to use some small household magic without a wand.

Experienced Aurors can usually cast one or two battle spells without a wand.

And for powerful guys like Dumbledore and Voldemort, it is not impossible to beat a strong Auror with just their hands at their peak.

"Such a strong magic power. He's barely a third year student and he can already cast spells without a wand. This is really amazing."

"Not only is there no wand, he also used a silent spell just now!"

In the family stands, some parents were discussing Lucas' spellcasting in low voices.

But when someone mentioned that it was Lucas Grindelwald, everyone showed a natural expression again, thinking that it was normal for him to do such a thing.

Minister Fudge looked very surprised, but he was very happy in his heart. With such a strong ally, his ministerial position will become very secure.

"I am very grateful to Headmaster Dumbledore, because thanks to his teachings we now have so many excellent talents in the British magic circle."

"Mr. Potter's ability to cast the Patronus Charm at such a young age is also worthy of recognition. They are all excellent, which cannot be separated from the teachings of Headmaster Dumbledore."

This guy Fudge is really good at ass kissing. It's just that his flattering words didn't come at the right time.

Dumbledore just smiled perfunctorily.

The eyes behind the glasses are watching Lucas in the field vigilantly.

In the field, Lucas's spell lifted the black cloth off the ground and two fat figures were lying on their backs on the ground.

"Crabbe, Goyle?"

Draco in the stands exclaimed the names of the two and looked around, not knowing when his followers ran down.

The surrounding stands became extremely quiet.

The Gryffindor students had a sneer in their eyes as they looked at Lucas on the broom to see what he would do next.

But no matter how it is handled, Slytherin will lose its reputation today.

Harry was a little dumbfounded at this time.

After finally getting a chance to shine, it turned out that the one he defeated with the Patronus Charm was not a real dementor.

No wonder Dumbledore and others showed such strange expressions.

They must have already noticed that something was wrong.

Thinking of the way he was showing off just now, his face instantly turned red.

"Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle."

Lucas said the names of the two in a low voice and anyone could hear the anger in his tone.

But now is not the time to blame the two.

Lucas then looked over to Prefect Gemma Farley in the stands.

The older girl drew out her wand and used the "sonorus" spell.

"Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, for disrupting the quidditch game, I deduct 10 points from Slytherin, five points from each of you."

Professor McGonagall, who was about to punish them, sat back in her seat angrily.

Only a Slytherin dared to show such ostentatious favoritism.

In truth, the matter won't end with just a few points deducted.

Lucas still didn't use his wand, but the words spoken could be heard clearly throughout the stadium.

"Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Slytherin House was disgraced by you today."

"In my capacity as Chief of the House, I order that from today until the end of the next school year, you must be responsible for the cleaning of the Slytherin Common Room."

"Remember, you are not allowed to call on the house-elves for help, you must do it yourself."

The two did not dare to refute, and lowered their heads to accept the order from Lucas.

After Lucas finished his punishment for the two, he turned around on the broom and looked at the Slytherin stands behind him.

"Draco Malfoy, as the chief of the third year, did not stop his classmates in time, causing them to do things that would bring disgrace to Slytherin House."

"I announce in my capacity as the Chief of Slytherin that starting today, you must go to the Head of House office for confinement and self-reflection for the next week."

Draco stood up, bowed to Lucas with his wand in hand: "Yes, Chief!"

Lucas' punishment was not insignificant.

Those who were originally unconvinced no longer complained after hearing his punishment.

"Both of you disappear from the court immediately, I don't want to see you now!"

Hearing Lucas' icy voice, Crabbe and Goyle scurried down the tunnel.

The two were walking with their heads lowered so they didn't notice the eyes of Professor Snape in the stands, he looked like he wanted to cut them into potion materials.

Lucas breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the Gryffindor players and Professor Hooch.

"I apologize to everyone for the disturbance these two caused."

Professor Hooch shook her head: "You handled it very well, Mr Grindelwald."

"The game restarts, I think everyone can't wait!"

The people manipulated the brooms to line up again in order to restart the game.

It's just that Harry became a little listless, as if he was affected by the incident just now.

At this moment, Hermione and the others in the stands were frowning tightly.

As Lucas' girlfriends, they know their boyfriend's temper very well.

Slytherin students did such a thing in public, Lucas was probably about to explode in anger.

The reason why he didn't is because there is still a game going that he needs to win.

Hermione looked dissatisfied at the two dumb Slytherins who walked into the stands on the other side.

"What are these two doing? What a disgrace to Slytherin."

"Hermione, I want to remind you that you seem to be a student of Ravenclaw, not Slytherin.

Hearing Cho making fun of her, Hermione gave her an annoyed look.

At this time Professor Hooch finally blew the silver whistle in her mouth.

With the Quaffle thrown into the sky the last Quidditch game of this year has officially begun.

The cheers all around occupied the whole stadium in an instant.

Except for the Seekers, the two teams acted immediately.

The whistling sound was immediately followed by the sound of the brooms piercing the air.

This is Quidditch.

Extreme speed! Intense! Full of tension and excitement!

Those who have seen it all feel their blood boiling.

Lucas used to climb higher after the start of the game which is good for finding the Snitch, but today he stayed where he was, without moving.

This confused Harry very much.

Not only did Lucas not move, he even closed his eyes again.

One of Slytherin's beaters wandered beside him to knock away the Bludger that was flying towards Lucas.

And the other players, even if they were attacking, were avoiding Lucas' position.

"What is he doing? Is he asleep?"

Ron pointed at Lucas in the field and shouted loudly, trying to make fun of him, but the people around didn't think it was funny.

"Ron, maybe this is some new tactic of his."

Hearing Neville's words Ron curled his lips in disdain, he hadn't seen anyone use the tactic of playing with their eyes closed.

So what the hell is Lucas doing?

It's actually very simple, he is locking the position of the Golden Snitch.

When he entered the second blood awakening as a void elf, Lucas' ability to perceive magic was also greatly enhanced.

In the magic world, whether it is people or enchanted objects, they all have magic in them.

In the beginning, he was recording the magic signature of the Snitch with his eyes closed and now he was just searching for it.

'Found it!'

Lucas opened his eyes and looked down the field.

Unexpectedly, the Snitch was hiding under the stands.

Harry had been paying attention to Lucas, so when the other boy opened his eyes, he turned to look at where he was looking.

But he was clearly still a step behind, because the moment he turned his head, Lucas had already controlled the broom and flew into the distance.

And he increased the speed of the broom to the maximum.

Seeing Lucas plunge into the wooden structure on the side of the field, Harry didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly chased after him.

As a Quidditch commentator, Lee Jordan immediately spotted the movement of the two Seekers.

"Look, the two Seekers are moving. Could it be that they saw the Snitch? I have to say that apart from their amazing flying technique, the Seekers also have very good eyesight."

"Then let's see who can capture the Golden Snitch and earn this victory, go Gryffindor!"

At the side Professor McGonnagall rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the small curl of her lips, she also wanted her lions to win.

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