Although this friendly match was not as large as Quidditch game and the audience was not as numerous, Lee Jordan's passion remained undiminished.
"The first team to approach us is Professor Lockhart's Dream Team."
"Of course, you can call it the Griffin Team if you like. After all, it's a mix of Ravenclaw Gryffindor."
Lee Jordan's commentary was very passionate, but he still just said whatever came to mind.
The moment the name "Griffin Team" was announced, many spectators couldn't help but grin.
What a naming genius!
Lee Jordan stood up from the stands, squinting at the three people Lockhart had brought, and introduced them, "First up is Neville Longbottom."
"He has a talent for Herbology, but I wonder how good he is at dueling."
"Oh, that's Ron behind him. You can tell he's from the Weasley family by his hair."
Lee Jordan added a personal message, "Just between you two, he recently got a new wand, I really hope he doesn't hit himself."
The students in the stands burst into laughter.
Many people even mimicked Ron's tone, proudly shaking their heads as they introduced the wand.
"Willow wood, 14 inches long, with Unicorn Tail Hair!"
George and Fred were fiddling with a strange-looking machine in the stands.
From a distance, this thing looks like a phonograph, except that it has a paper pig's head on top and two hand-shaped wooden pieces below.
It's probably for applause.
"Are you ready, Fred?"
George stood up from the stands and glanced at the competitors who were about to pass by.
"Right away, right away." Fred wiped his sweat and gave the machine a final check.
After confirming everything was correct, Fred exclaimed happily, "Ready? This time it'll definitely be fine!"
George jumped down with a grin and stood next to Fred. The two of them waved their wands at the same time, casting a spell on the Pighead Phonograph.
The Pighead Phonograph started clicking away, then turned to look at Ron, its two wooden hands clapping rapidly.
Ron looked up at his two older brothers, feeling a surge of emotion.
I never expected that George and Fred would actually build a machine just for me to applaud!
He's still my older brother...
Ron looked up, about to wave at them, when he suddenly noticed the Pighead Phonograph humming and puffing out a sentence: "Identification complete... Ron, you idiot!"
The students around them burst into laughter, praising George and Fred's new machine with great delight.
"Interesting! This machine is really interesting!"
"That's absolutely right!"
Ron angrily turned his head away and stubbornly followed Lockhart toward the dueling arena.
From now on, only Silan will be my real brother!
Lee Jordan glanced at the Pighead Phonograph, shrugged, and commented, "Looks like the Weasley are united; the situation is very advantageous for them."
Many students burst into laughter.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick exchanged bewildered glances.
"The last member of Griffin Team is Michael Corner from Ravenclaw House."
"We noticed that he and Professor Lockhart graduated from the same college," Lee Jordan continued. "This may mean that he received Professor Lockhart's direct instruction."
As soon as he finished speaking, many Ravenclaw House students in the stands applauded.
Some girls even presented Michael with flowers.
It's clear he's very popular.
Lee Jordan didn't care about any of that; he squinted at Snape's team approaching from another direction.
"Excellent! The other main team in this match has also entered the game."
"It's Professor Snape's team. Uh... what team were they again?"
Lee Jordan turned his head and quietly asked the students around him, but they all shook their heads and said they didn't know.
"Hmm, let me think..." Lee Jordan looked at the three students behind Snape, his eyes lighting up. "I've got it!"
"Ahem... Professor Snape's team has two Slytherin students and one Gryffindor student; perhaps we could call them the Chimera Team!"
Lee Jordan slapped his thigh, marveling at his own quick wit.
Oliver and Noah, who had previously suffered because of this nickname, looked at Lee Jordan with the same eyes they would use to look at Champion.
As expected of Gryffindor student, you are so brave!
I bet you don't know what Dungbomb tastes like...
When George and Fred saw Silan and the others approaching, they quickly turned their Pighead Phonograph around.
After the two cast the spell, the Pighead Phonograph started humming and puffing.
"Assessment complete... Malfoy, you idiot!"
The stands fell silent instantly, and the Pighead Phonograph even repeated itself.
"Assessment complete... Malfoy, you idiot!"
Now I understand clearly.
The stands erupted in a deafening roar of laughter, with people pointing and gesturing at Malfoy.
Malfoy's face flushed red, and he glared at George and Fred through gritted teeth.
Those two Weasley bastards!
I'm going to beat Ron to a pulp later and vent my anger!
The Pighead Phonograph didn't stop, and the wooden hand clapped along, shouting at an unprecedentedly fast pace.
"Long live Prewett!"
"Potter will win!"
Silan glanced at the stands with a hint of helplessness.
When exactly did George and Fred come up with this strange machine?
Lee Jordan took a deep breath, barely suppressing a smile, and said in a professional commentator's tone, "I think these three don't need any introductions."
"The famous Harry Potter, even if some people haven't seen him, they've certainly heard of him, right?"
"Oh, and Draco Malfoy, there's not much to introduce about him."
Lee Jordan, with his own agenda, glossed over Malfoy in one sentence. Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, glanced at him, but didn't say anything since it wasn't an official match.
Malfoy, on the other hand, was quite pleased with himself.
It seems I'm just as famous as Potter; everyone knows me without needing an introduction.
"The last one..." Lee Jordan looked at Silan at the back of the line, "Silan Prewett."
"You might not be familiar with this name, but he has a very famous nickname: Dragon Rider! I think you haven't forgotten him..."
Before Lee Jordan could finish speaking, gasps and exclamations erupted from the stands.
"Prewett! He's the Dragon Rider!"
"My God, he has a Dragon!"
"Sigh, I told you long ago that if he can control Dragon, he might be able to control the monsters in the Chamber of Secrets too..."
A cacophony of voices poured down from the stands, passing right by Silan.
He didn't seem to care at all.
Lee Jordan shrugged. "Looks like everyone remembers, so there's no need for me to introduce him."
"However, I must remind you that this is a wizarding duel. Dragon or anything else are not allowed. Also, I heard that his Dragon has already been given away by Headmaster Dumbledore, so everyone shouldn't get their hopes up."
Hearing this, the students in the stands were somewhat disappointed.
They had just thought they would see Prewett controlling Dragon in battle.
To avoid trouble, Norbert has been officially sent away by Dumbledore.
Silan didn't want to explain anything about it.
After all the introductions were finished, the two teams entered from two different directions and walked to the front of the stands.
Lee Jordan jumped down from the stands. "Before the game begins, let's invite our two professors to give a pre-game speech."