Hogwarts at night.

Filch held an oil lamp in hand and led the well-behaved Mrs. Norris, patrolling the dark stairs, looking for some disobedient little wizards.

Inside the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

Lorne took a bite of the pumpkin pie made by the elves, and kept carving the ring with the wand in his hand.

So far, he has made a total of thirteen magic rings, such as Iron Armor Charm, Fainting Ground, Expelliarmus, etc., which are all particularly practical.

"Dear Miss Beaver, please give me the ring on your finger!"

Lorne stretched out and turned to Hermione who was reading a book and shouted

"You are the beaver!"

Hermione bit her little tiger teeth and glared at Lorne fiercely.

Although she was angry, Miss Beaver still walked behind Lorne very sensibly.

"what are you up to?"

After Hermione took off the ring, she looked at Lorne and said doubtfully.

"Add some enchantments to your rings so you can cast spells without a wand!"

After Lorne took the ring, he prepared to carve some runes inside it.

The romantic runes on the outside could not be mixed with other meanings, so they could only be engraved on the inside.

After completing the other twelve magic spells After that, it was very simple for Lorne to carve it again.

It was equivalent to having a template and just copied it.

Adding a magic spell to the ring was a very time-consuming thing, not to mention that there were twelve Much.

After a while, Hermione, who was watching intently, nodded her little head, shaking her head, as if she was going to fall on the table the next moment.

Lorne put down the ring in his hand, and when Hermione exclaimed He picked her up

"You go to bed first and I'll do the rest."

"Ah, no, I'll go with you!"

Hermione and Lorne looked at each other in spirit.

In the end, Miss Beaver compromised.

"Good night~"

Lorne chuckled and put Hermione on the bed.

However, just when he was about to let go, Hermione used a little force with her hands.

Under his surprised eyes, the girl passed by with just one touch.

"Good night!"

She had a sweet smile on her lovely face, and then let go of Lorne.

"You always whet your appetite..."

Lorne glanced at Hermione helplessly.

"can it——"

Lorne hasn't finished speaking yet.

Under the gaze of those light blue eyes, Hermione quickly shook her head.

"cannot!"

After saying that, Hermione was about to turn over to prevent herself from looking at that handsome face.

However, Lorne would not let her succeed this time. He stretched out his hand and pressed her shoulders.

"Listen to me this time!"

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The light of the moon casts in through the window.

Hermione retracted her little head into the quilt and didn't make any sound.

Lorne returned to the sofa next to the fire with a satisfied look, picked up the wand and was about to continue tonight's task.

"You'll be suffocated like this, so be careful to breathe!"

He turned around and reminded me kindly.

"Let me suffocate to death!"

A muffled voice came from under the quilt.

Lorne shrugged helplessly.

When she usually took the initiative, she had never seen Miss Granger so shy.

However, what he didn't see was that a corner of the quilt was quietly opened..

Hermione half-squinted her eyes, bit her lower lip, and stared at the full moon in the night sky with a pair of brown eyes.

What a wonderful life.

At two o'clock in the morning, with the help of the light of the fire, Lorne finally He finished sculpting the last floating spell.

He put on the ring and experimented with the spells, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

With the current technology, he believed that it would definitely cause an uproar in the wizarding world.

These rings can be regarded as The last reform of magic props.

Putting this exquisite ring next to Hermione's bed, Lorne bent down and touched her soft cheek with his hand.

"It's time to sleep!"

He stood up in a daze and couldn't help but stretch.

Even with the physique of a dragon, he couldn't hold on to staying up so late.

As the wand was waved, the flames in the fire seemed to be stronger..........

"The golden clock!"

Lorne stretched out his hand with the ring on it and pointed it at the sleeping Banban in Ron's arms.

Then under the surprised eyes of Fred and others, Banban stood upside down in mid-air.

"My Banban! Ron wailed and reached for his mouse.

"You really don't have a secret wand?"

George didn't have time to talk to the sad Ron. Instead, he turned to look at Lorn with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"You can also try."

Lorne didn't care and handed the ring directly to George.

"Give me one too!"

Fred looked at the other exquisite ring on Lorne's hand and said with bright eyes.

"I can't give you this one - try this and pass out."

Lorne turned his hand and took out another ring from his pocket and handed it to Fred.

"Fainted!"

Fred took the ring and pointed it at the newly awakened Banban.

Then he heard Banban let out a miserable cry and lay dead on the ground.

"Fred!"

Ron looked at his brother angrily and resisted with a dissatisfied tone.

"Banban is my pet, you can't do this to me!"

But before Ron could finish his words, he saw that Banban on the ground was hung upside down in the air again by George.

He was desperate.

What on earth had his Banban done wrong!?

"In fact, you don’t need to recite the mantra."

Looking at the two Fred brothers who were full of interest, Lorne reminded.

Even Harry was a little eager to try this kind of prop.

"Hey, good morning, my students!"

A familiar laugh came, and Lockhart walked over with a smile on his face.

"Professor Lockhart, they're bullying my pet!"

Ron quickly snitched.

Fred and George covered their faces when they saw this scene. It was so embarrassing.

"Okay, okay, put that stinky rat aside for now." Lockhart bypassed Ron and walked to him. He pretended to be thoughtful for a while,"Well, I recognize you, that talented little wizard, Geralt!"

"It's my professor."

Lorne nodded. He wanted to see what Lockhart wanted from him.

"I just saw it - those enchanted rings."

As he said this, he leaned close to Lorne's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Do you sell these rings?"

"Of course, these are the finished products."

Lorne understood what Lockhart meant.

"You give me a set, gold Galleons is not a problem. Lockhart smiled and patted Lorne on the shoulder.

"By the way, can I choose the magic ability by myself?"

(Please give me flowers, monthly votes, and comments. Does anyone have any ideas about the reincarnation of the dirty land, such as Lily~)

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