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

"Voldemort."

The corner of Tom's mouth curled up, and he said a name that no one in the British wizarding world dared to mention.

That name carries a curse.

"Mystery man! ?"

Lockhart's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

His dark eyes were staring at the handsome young man sitting behind the table, looking a little dazed.

Voldemort--

Lockhart really never thought about it. After more than ten years of precipitation, you can still hear this name

"What, you look surprised?"

Tom put down the quill in his hand and glanced at Lorne who was sitting on the chair and drinking black tea from the corner of his eye.

"If I wasn't Voldemort, how could I be used by Geralt?"

Tom knew that the reason why Lorne resurrected him was entirely because he would become Voldemort in the future.

After all, no one would raise a waste.

"Impossible, the mysterious man looks different from you!"

Lockhart shook his head quickly, and he couldn't keep the smile on his face.

"He was indeed Voldemort, or rather the Voldemort of fifty years ago."

Lorne said softly, taking a sip of black tea.

As his words fell, Lockhart was completely stunned.

Is this young man in front of him really Voldemort?

Lockhart opened his mouth, but what did he find? Can't even tell.

What can he say?

Now Voldemort, like him, has become the object of Lorne's soul toying with, a puppet that cannot control itself.

Thinking of this, Lockhart subconsciously glanced at the blond wizard who was drinking tea..Didn’t you expect that even Voldemort didn’t escape his control?

What a terrible wizard

"Okay, you two, let’s talk."

Lorne glanced at the watch in his hand and saw that it was already half past twelve.

The little witch must have gone back to buy ingredients long ago.

"After all, Lockhart is also an Auror captain, and you know how to use him, Senior Tom."

Lorne asked with a chuckle.

"Got it, you'd better go back quickly!"

Tom narrowed his eyes and drove away.

He really didn't want to see Lorne's face, which made people uncomfortable, but he couldn't move his hands.

With a soft creaking sound, Lorne left slowly.

The whole room was full of people. Only Lockhart and Tom were left.

Looking at Tom's equally handsome face, Lockhart felt a little numb inside.

This was Voldemort!

He never imagined that one day he would work with Voldemort.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't kill you"

"What's more, you are also immortal now, right?"

Tom looked at Lockhart who was frozen in place and chuckled.

……

After leaving Knockturn Alley, Lorne returned to the potion shop in Diagon Alley.

The door that was locked when leaving was now opened.

There was no doubt that Miss Hermione was back.

Jingle bells - the wind chimes on the wooden door rang softly, and Lorne pushed the door open and walked in.

A pair of light blue eyes soon spotted the little witch who was writing a letter on the table.

"you are back!"

Hearing the ringing of the doorbell, Hermione turned her head and glanced at Lorne who was walking over, with a smile on her lips.

Her long brown curly hair tied into a high ponytail behind her also swayed with the movement.

"Good afternoon, lovely little witch."

Lorne sat next to Miss Granger and hugged her waist with one hand.

The scent of jasmine tickled the tip of his nose.

"You changed your title again."

Hermione smiled and pinched his cheek.

"Very cute indeed."

Lorne touched her little head and couldn't help but rub it.

"Wait, let me finish writing this letter first!"

Hermione took off the hand on her head and picked up the quill placed on the table.

This letter was sent to Mr. and Mrs. Granger because the start of school was coming soon. If not If something unexpected happened, she would have to go home for a few days.

After she finished writing the letter and put it in the envelope, Hermione handed it to the white owl waiting aside.

"alright!"

After watching the owl fly out of the window, Miss Granger nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, I saw Harry at the Leaky Cauldron this morning!"

Hermione said suddenly.

Harry?

"Why was he in the Leaky Cauldron?"

Lorne asked with some confusion.

"He said he ran away from home yesterday, but met the Knight Bus and sent him to the Leaky Cauldron!"

"Should we break the news to Sirius?"

Remembering that Sirius has been using Animagus form recently to look for Harry in Diagon Alley, Hermione couldn't help but said with some sympathy.

Sirius.

Lorne thought for a while and nodded:"Then I Go tell Sirius that you go get Harry here."

The safest place in Diagon Alley is undoubtedly his potion shop.

After all, there is an Auror Captain Lockhart who uses the back door.

"Uh-huh!"

Hermione nodded.

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It's easy to find Sirius, after all, he squats in front of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore all day long when he has nothing to do.

Because each new wizard has to buy books for the next semester.

A black dog crawled in a shady place, its golden eyes watching the passing crowds.

Soon a shadow enveloped him.

Lorne?

Seeing that familiar handsome face, Sirius raised his head in confusion.

I wonder what he is going to do?

"Harry will probably be at the potions shop soon. Are you going?"

Hearing these words, Sirius immediately became stunned.

And on the other side

"You mean... I have a fugitive godfather from Azkaban?"

Harry, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, was told the news by Hermione before he could catch up on old times.

"That wanted criminal is my godfather?"

Harry was a little confused.

He had also seen that daily newspaper. The Knight Bus attendant told him at that time that this Sirius was the most vicious criminal.

He had once committed a crazy act of blowing up a street.

"Didn’t I say that Sirius was wronged!"

Hermione explained again helplessly.

How come she didn't realize that Harry had the habit of selectively listening to people's words.

When they arrived at the door of the potion shop,

Harry's eyes were still a little confused.

As the wind chimes rang softly , , Hermione opened the door and walked in, followed by Harry.

"Harry Potter?"

A hoarse and excited voice sounded.

When Harry looked up, he saw the man depicted on the wanted poster at a glance.

He subconsciously took a step back.

"You see, he didn't even want to call Sirius godfather."

Lorne, who was drinking tea, said softly to the girl next to him.