"Gryffindor - ten points!"

As the words fell, Harry lowered his head and raised it instantly.

Are you sure you said that right?

His emerald green eyes were full of doubts.

Snape actually didn't deduct points. You even gave him ten points?!

No, he obviously didn’t drink from Niangdengquan today?

"Teach...professor?"

Harry looked at Snape and hesitated to ask.

"Mr. Potter, you can sit down and pay attention that your cauldron is almost dry."

Snape half-squinted his eyes and said in a hoarse voice.

Lily, who was sitting in the first row, was still looking at him with complicated eyes.

In the corner

"Professor Snape didn't deduct points from Harry?"

Hermione blinked her wide eyes and muttered to herself in confusion.

"Yeah, it's quite strange."

Lorne put the soaked wormwood into Hermione's cauldron and echoed.

Of course he knew why Snape would not deduct Harry's points.

You must know that the new Slytherin witch is Harry. His mother, Snape's favorite person in his heart.

It's strange that he could deduct points from Harry in front of Lily.

"Professor Snape is really weird today……"

The girl shrugged and said softly.

When it was almost noon, Professor Snape left the classroom with the new Slytherin witch.

The little wizards also breathed a sigh of relief. Every time they attended Snape's class, there was always an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made everyone nervous.

Afraid of being called out like Harry.

Facing the bright sunshine and walking out of the basement, Lorne pulled the scarf around his neck.

It had stopped snowing outside at this time, and the sea of ​​clouds hung in the blue sky, which looked very beautiful.

Hermione held Lorne's hand and walked across the Long Bridge.

In front of them were Harry and Ron, who were still talking about today's class.

Discussing why Snape didn't deduct Harry's points, but instead gave him ten points.

"How do I know why..."

Harry answered Ron's question with a headache.

Yes, why exactly - he couldn't figure it out himself! He clearly didn't drink from the Drowning Spring, so why did it suddenly increase by ten points?

"Why are you thinking so much? If you have this time, you might as well review for the final exam."

Hermione said speechlessly from behind.

These two people would always rack their brains for a long time on some useless aspects, and in the end they would get nothing.

"End of semester exams?!"

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Miss Know-it-all, it's winter - and there's still a long way to go until the end of the semester!"

"We won't go to the library and stay there all winter!"

Hermione hugged Lorne's arm, not bothering to talk to him.

"Hey Lorne, do you want to play Hearthstone in Hogsmeade tomorrow?"

Seeing that Hermione was too lazy to reply, Ron couldn't help but ask Ron.

Hearthstone competition?

"Fred, are they hosting a Hearthstone tournament?"

Lorne asked with some confusion.

Why didn't he receive any news here?

"It was not organized by Fred and the others, but organized spontaneously by a group of young wizards at the Pig's Head Bar."

Ron took out a stack of cards from his pocket and said with a proud smile.

"I feel like with these cards, I can definitely get first place!"

"Can I still sign up now?"Harry on the side also became interested.

As one of Fred's first customers, Harry was also very interested in Hearthstone.

"Of course, Lorne, are you coming?"

Ron nodded, and then asked Lorn

"Forget it, I will accompany Miss Hermione to buy some clothes tomorrow."

Lorne waved his hand and refused.

Hermione, who was holding his arm, couldn't help blinking her brown eyes when she heard this.

There was a trace of warmth in her eyes.

"Going to buy clothes again? Ron held the crucible and looked at the young couple speechlessly,"As long as you go to Hogsmeade, you two will definitely go to the clothing store.""

"Can you buy so many clothes and wear them here?"

"There is no way, after all, there is always a new batch of goods every time I go to their store."

Lorne shrugged and chuckled.

"Forget it, I'd better go to the Pig's Head Bar with Harry, Neville and the others to compete."

Ron shook his head and said helplessly.

After lunch in the auditorium, Lorn and Hermione said goodbye to Harry and the others.

Since none of them had classes in the afternoon, Lorn was going to take Hermione to a I went to Hagrid's hut.

Harry and the others went to the training ground to practice Quidditch. I heard that Ron was going to try out the Quidditch position - I didn't know if he could succeed. His little feet stepped on the thick pavement. On the snow, Hermione walked in front of Lorn with a smile on her lips.

The amethysts on her earrings shone brightly, very conspicuous in the white snow.

Lorn followed the girl and looked at her with a smile.

No way. Not to mention, the current Miss Granger is really cute, with a delicate face and white skin.…

"Why are you walking so slowly?"

Hermione trotted over, took his arm with her little hands and hugged him tightly.

"Because——"

"Because you're looking at me?"

Before Lorne could answer, Hermione spoke out first, with a smile on her lips.

"clever."

Lorne laughed and said

"Mr. Geralt is also very good-looking."

Hermione raised her head, looked at the handsome side face with her brown eyes, and said softly,

"I heard Lee Jordan say that many little witches in Slytherin sent you love letters, but you didn't reply to them."

"love letter?"

Lorne thought about it. It seemed that Malfoy had complained to him about this a few days ago.

"You know, the two of us stay in the Room of Requirement every day and haven't even gone back to the dormitory this semester."

"Naturally, I don’t know about those love letters."

Lorne raised the corner of his mouth and replied.

"And there’s no point even sending a love letter, after all, you’re the only one I like."

"You know what, dear Miss Granger." he said softly

"What?"

Hermione asked, raising the corners of her mouth.

"By now - I have even thought of a name for my child."

Lorne lowered his head and looked at her with a smile with his light blue eyes.

Then he slowly came closer... and the girl subconsciously slowly closed her eyes.

(Ahem - daily begging for flowers, begging Tickets, and I really don’t have any in stock - sorry!)

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