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

That heartless frog cub is finally coming back?

Lorne took a bite of the small cake handed over by Miss Granger and thought calmly.

You must know that the frog cubs went on a trip long before the start of school. It has been almost a month and a half now, and they have not sent back a photo during this period.

He almost thought something bad might have happened to his frog cub.

But fortunately, some photos have been sent back, proving that nothing happened.

Lorne rubbed the little witch's brown curly hair until her eyes half-closed before letting go.

Sometimes teasing a little lion must be done in moderation, otherwise it will be bitten.

This all comes from the experience of being bitten many times, several of which nearly took his dragon scales out.

A large piece of candles hung in mid-air in the auditorium. As the bright moonlight was blocked by dark clouds, there was darkness outside, as if it was shrouded under the dress of the goddess of night.

Lorne took out the three photos in his pocket. These three photos were group photos.

The first scene shows the frog cub standing on the head of a little girl wearing a hood. The little girl below has her hands in the pockets of her sweater and her smile looks very bright.

Wait – have I seen this little girl before?

Lorne was suddenly stunned when he saw the first picture. Why did it become more familiar the more he looked at it?

Thinking this, he glanced at his chest subconsciously.

There is an octagonal horse charm hanging there.

You won’t go to that world again, right?

"Well, a cute little girl... isn't that your frog cub?"

Miss Hermione didn't know when she came over. She blinked her brown eyes and said curiously.

Seeing the cute frog on the little girl's head, she immediately thought of Lorne's traveling frog cub.

It turns out that she really knows how to travel. She thought her boyfriend at the time was perfunctory with her.

"Yes, I have been traveling for almost two months."

Lorne had nothing to hide. He placed the first photo on the table and then looked at the second one.

This one showed a man wearing blue short-sleeves, pulling the little girl. Running, there was a group of ninja-like pursuers behind him, wrapped in black mist.

Seeing this picture, Lorne's suspicion in his heart was finally confirmed.

The third picture was very ordinary, with a white tiger. In a group photo, frog cubs wearing lotus leaf hats sat on top of the white tiger's head, and were locked together in a cage. What is striking is that there seems to be another octagonal charm in the eyes of the white tiger. Pattern.

Is this the talisman that I brought back this time?

Lorne thought expectantly.

The horse talisman he has now has helped him a lot. It can even be said that if there is no horse talisman, senior Tom should be Still dealing with the untameable group of werewolves in Knockturn Alley.

Looking at the photo in my hand, there is a string of numbers in the lower left corner representing the date of return.

The frog cub will be back in two days.

At the same time, he will also bring the Specialties of the world

………

Perhaps due to the influence of the group of dementors, the gloomy weather had begun to rain heavily and the wind howled.

Under the command of the professor, the prefects of each grade returned to their respective colleges with the young wizards of their own colleges.

"See you on the eighth floor later!"

Due to the guidance and roll call of the professors, the two of them could not miss going directly to the Room of Requirement.

Slytherin's common room.

In the green hall, candles were brightly lit, and a group of pure-blood wizards were still discussing the glory of the family as usual. , or completing the schoolwork for this semester...

After a brief rest, Lorne activated his divine power directly in the bathroom.

He had specially recorded a spatial coordinate on the eighth floor, so he could just teleport there.

There is a curse in the academy that prohibits the use of apparation, but it does not prevent him from using his divine power Kaleidoscope.

After all, the two are not the same thing.

As the space gradually distorted into a vortex, the next moment, Lorne's body appeared In front of the portrait of the troll on the eighth floor that had fallen into darkness.

Thinking about the room he needed, he walked back and forth three times.

The smooth door gradually appeared on the wall.

When he opened the door As he walked in, the bright lights made him half-squint his eyes.

"Why did you come so early!"

A slightly panicked voice came into his ears, and Lorne subconsciously turned his head to look. He saw the little witch hugging the quilt and huddled in the corner, looking at him with a pair of slightly widened brown eyes.

"I came...not at the right time?"

Lorne looked at the blushing girl and walked over with a smile on her lips.

"Wait - what do you want to do!"

Hermione tugged on the soft quilt, as if this thing could bring her a sense of security.

"Okay, hurry up and change your clothes."

Lorne laughed and rubbed her little head, and then walked into the bathroom.

Looking at the folded white shirt on the bed, he knew what Miss Hermione was doing even if he was slow.

The time is not mature yet, if If you're really not careful - he is very likely to become the youngest wizard in Azkaban.

Hermione watched the figure walking into the bathroom and breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't know why there was a faint feeling in her heart. Feeling of loss.

After changing clothes, the little witch knocked on the bathroom door

"Hold on!"

The night was dark, and fierce raindrops hit the glass, making a muffled sound.

Lorne was sitting on the chair in his pajamas, holding a thick book in his hand.

And Granger opposite The young lady was wearing a black sweatshirt and drinking hot black tea with a blushing face.

She was still thinking about the scene just now. She was wondering... why didn't Lorne just pounce on him - thinking about it, she wore black stockings. His little feet kicked Lorne under the table.

"What's wrong?"Lorne asked with some confusion.

"Have you...learned to call upon the gods to protect you?"

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then asked softly.

"Are you talking about this?"

Lorne smiled and cast a silver-white light with his wand, and a shrunken thunder dragon slowly appeared on the table.

He has now completely mastered this advanced magic spell.

"This is - your Animagus!"

Hermione raised her face and poked the brontosaurus' little head curiously with her hand.

But her long white fingers went straight through it.

"I'll teach you tonight!"

Lorne put away his wand and chuckled.

(I haven't finished reading the Clow cards yet. I'm waiting for a few trips - squatting for flowers, squatting for monthly tickets!)