Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

Looking at his limp arms, Lorne shook his head pitifully.

The Quaffle didn't hit the back of Harry's head last time, but this time it broke his bones.

I really don’t know what the grudge is. Did Harry provoke that house elf?

Although the elf was not found when watching the battle on the high platform, the flight path of the Quaffle was obviously controlled by the levitating spell.

Combined with the Quaffle last time, it’s easy to guess.

"Thank you Lorne!"

Harry couldn't help but burst into tears as he held the bottle of chocolate-flavored bone spirit.

If it hadn't been for Lorne's potion, he would probably have been here with the bone spirit from the school doctor's office for three or four days. The smell was terrible. I shook my head.

It was simply not for humans to drink.

"You'd better have a good rest here."

Ron stood up and took Hermione's little hand, turned around and left.

But on the stairs leading to the eighth floor, the two of them met Ron who was about to go downstairs.

"Going to see Harry?"

Lorne asked with a chuckle.

Ron looked very decadent at this time, looking like he hadn't woken up.

"Ah...good evening."

Ron's eyes were a little dazed, but after seeing clearly that it was Ron and Hermione, he still cheered up and said with a smile.

"I'm going to see how Harry's injury is."

"See you tomorrow!"

After saying that, Ron yawned and walked away from Lorn.

"He looked strange. Miss Hermione looked at the dangling figure and frowned.

"Maybe he didn't wake up."

Lorne replied

"Let's go. We have classes tomorrow morning. Let's go to bed early."

"Who wants to sleep with you? You sleep on the sofa tonight!"

"I listen to you, I listen to you..."

Lorne was too lazy to argue with the duplicitous Miss Granger. Anyway, she would get out of bed secretly in the middle of the night and use the levitating spell to move him to the bed.

This happened countless times. I

'm used to it...

But - Ron should be completely controlled by Tom now.

I have to find time to control the basilisk.

Ron thought

———— the next morning.

Waking up from the soft bed, Lorne used his wand to help Miss Hermione, who was still sleeping, arrange her clothes and hairstyle.

The sunlight outside the window shines on the quilt, and the entire Room of Requirement has the scent of jasmine.

That's the smell that often appears on Miss Beaver's curly hair

"Wake up, it’s time to have breakfast!"

After Lorne used his cooking skills to make a rich breakfast, he went to wake up his little girlfriend.

Hermione was sitting on the bed at this time, looking at the scenery outside the window with half-squinted eyes, and stretched.

She was not surprised that her sleeping clothes turned into a shirt and skirt. She was used to it.

"Good morning!"

Hermione covered her mouth and yawned.

"Get up and eat quickly!"

Lorne hung his apron on the wall and smiled at Hermione.

"Did you make breakfast?"

Hermione's eyes widened, a little surprised.

This is Lorne's first time cooking at Hogwarts.

"You don’t even know what time it is."

Lorne pointed at the clock behind him. It was already eight o'clock in the morning.

If he went to the auditorium to have breakfast, he would waste another half an hour.

So he simply made it himself using ingredients from the divine space.

It doesn't take much time anyway.

"Come on, come on!"

Hermione opened the quilt, revealing her little feet in black stockings. Then she put on her shoes and went to wash up.

Most of the meals Lorne cooked were Chinese-style, at least in Hermione's opinion, they were delicious.

After all, it was during the holidays. At that time, Lorne came to cook every day.

Although she had thought about learning to cook, she didn’t have much time. At eight-thirty in Hogwarts, the little wizards were walking in the corridors, talking and laughing. He walked towards his classroom.

This morning's class was Lockhart's parallel Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

When Lorne and Hermione walked to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, they turned around and saw a group of young wizards surrounding them. A piece of wall pointing

"What are these people doing?"

Lorne walked over curiously and took a look. There was a notice posted on the wall.

"Duel Club?"

Or is Lockhart the leading professor?

Lorne was stunned.

He originally thought that after what happened to Harry last time, he might be able to settle down for a while, but the result was really unexpected.

A duel started the next day. club!

"Lorne, what does it say?"

Harry's voice sounded from behind him.

Lorne turned around and saw Harry coming over with a bandage on one hand.

"Didn't Professor McGonagall ask you to stay in the school doctor's office for a few more days?"

Lorne wondered.

Why did you run out after only one night?

Professor McGonagall would be sad if she knew it!

You know that Harry risked his life to win the Golden Snitch and let Gryffindor win. McGonagall The professor smiles like a flower

"It was Lockhart. He said that there was a new dueling club opening today and that there was an opening ceremony and he asked me to come."Harry said helplessly

"Lockhart..."

This can be regarded as setting a new limit for Lorne towards this master of the Oblivion Curse.

When it comes to being a dog, Lockhart is definitely number one.

"I heard Lockhart say that this club was created because Filch was attacked."

Harry twisted his broken hand. After one night, the bones had grown back a lot and he could barely move.

"Moreover, this duel club teaches some practical magic spells to use against attackers!"

After saying this, Harry couldn't help but get excited.

Although he knew that Lockhart was unreliable, he was a senior in Ravenclaw, and he must know a lot about spells. He could finally learn some useful spells!

Ha! Leigh thought.

Seeing Harry's happy look, Lorne hesitated but did not undermine his confidence.

"By the way, isn't Ron with you?"

Harry shook his head quickly.

"He finished watching it last night and I went back to sleep. He should be on his way here now."

"Ah, isn't that Ron?"

As he said that, Harry pointed to a little wizard yawning in the distance.