See the clothes? what clothes?

Lorne was stunned and looked up at Hermione.

At this time, the smart Hermione had already discovered the meaning of that line of letters.

The light was too dark just now, blocking the view and not being noticed.

Now after seeing this sentence, Hermione guessed it immediately

"What is reflected is what the heart longs for?"

She understood instantly.

The contents in the mirror meant that only she could see it.

"What do you see inside?"

Hermione narrowed her eyes and asked.

She already knew what she longed for.

But she wouldn't say it out loud.

"I?"

Lon was stunned for a moment, then touched his nose and lied.

"I saw family inside."

As an orphan, there's nothing wrong with seeing family members inside.

Family members…

"I saw...a lot of beautiful clothes."

Hermione lied the same way.

She was sure that what Lorne saw was definitely not his family, because he always hesitated when he lied.

"Really."

It was obvious that Hermione was lying too.

But neither of them exposed each other.

After glancing at the watch, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Hermione covered her mouth and yawned, with crystal tears in the corners of her eyes. Wow, it can be seen that it is a little sleepy.

It has just slept in the library for a few hours and it has reached its limit.

"Come on, let's go back."

Lorne also stretched out and prepared to send Hermione back to the Gryffindor lounge on the eighth floor.

If she was allowed to go back alone, she might meet Filch on the way. To be safe, it's him. Send it back

"Um."

Hermione did not refuse this request. After all, it was her first time traveling at night, so she definitely didn't have as much experience as Lorne.

At the corner of the third floor, Lorne paused in his steps, and at the same time reached out to stop him who was still walking forward. Hermione

"What's wrong?"

Hermione was startled and asked in a low voice.

In the silent night, she was suddenly stopped in her tracks, and she would naturally be startled.

The moonlight outside the window was pale, passing through the patterned windows, and fell on On the floor made of marble bricks.

Lorn's light blue eyes turned red at some point. He half-squinted his eyes and looked at the unlocking figure in the distance.

"Professor Quirrell?"

Hermione followed her gaze and saw the tall man wrapped in a purple turban.

She couldn't help but wonder.

"Why is Professor Quirrell here in the middle of the night?"

Qi Luo is the professor who teaches the second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts course. He is not included in the first-year courses.

But there are only a few professors in the whole castle, so many people have already recognized the professor, including Hermione.

There is no way that Professor Quirrell has the strangest behavior among all the professors. He stutters and is afraid of everything around him. He looks like a frightened mouse.

And there are rumors, Students have heard that he often talks to himself, as if he is schizophrenic.

And there is an unpleasant smell of garlic all over his body.

I heard that there was nothing abnormal about the former Professor Quirrell, but he was a smart man. He was a studious and very talkative person, until one day, after he came back from traveling abroad, his whole person became like this

"That's a restricted area that Principal Dumbledore said..." Hermione said in a low voice,"He must have some secret that cannot be seen."

"What do we do now?"

What should I do?

What can I do?

He also wanted to meet his senior Tom, but it was obvious that the time was not ripe now. He might as well wait for the arrival of a notebook Horcrux.

As for now, he should send Hermione away first. Go back.

Soon, Quirrell opened the closed door with a bang, and as soon as he took a step inside, he suddenly ran out in panic, gasping and closing the door again.

"What's behind that door?"

Hermione opened her eyes wide and looked at Quirrell who ran out in a panic. She poked Lorne and asked.

In the eyes of little wizards like them, every professor is very powerful, not to mention that Quirrell is a black man. Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

No one can become a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher easily.

But in front of him, Quirrell showed his shirt and looked frightened. It was hard for people to imagine what kind of thing was hidden inside. , to scare a professor like this

"how could I know?"

Lorne glanced at her speechlessly. She really thought he was a know-it-all.

If I remember correctly, there should be a three-headed dog guarding something.

The Momotaro rice balls prepared last time were just to deal with it, but the last time it was Dumbledore stirred up trouble

"Come on, Professor Quirrell is here!"

Lorne's eyes moved, and he pulled Hermione and hid behind a half-open door.

He saw Professor Quirrell staggering over, still mumbling something, as if he was cursing something, and his body was also shaking. Trembling from time to time.

Due to the distance and the low voice, the two of them heard nothing.

After Quirrell disappeared on the fourth floor, the two came out.

Just now Quirrell should have been communicating with senior Tom.

It seemed that Senior Tom had taken action.

Thinking this, Lorne looked at Hermione beside him.

"Go back to bed quickly."

After arriving on the eighth floor, the two people stood in front of the door of Gryffindor's lounge.

The yawning Fat Lady floated out of the painting.

"Two little wizards wandering at night, oh, and one is a Slytherin snake"

"What a rare couple."

The fat lady joked.

But neither of them were moved, so the fat lady felt it was very boring.

She said boringly

"Okay, Miss Hermione says the password."

As the command was spoken, Hermione turned to Lorne and bowed her hands.

"See you tomorrow"

"See you tomorrow."

Lorne nodded, then turned and walked towards the Slytherin lounge.

It seems that Hermione really doesn't have many friends in Gryffindor.

On the way back, Lorn couldn't help but think.

Logically speaking, those in the same dormitory The roommate easily discovered the missing Hermione, and then chose to tell Professor McGonagall or go out to look for it.

But obviously not.

And Hermione should also understand her situation very well, so she chose to spend the night outside with Lorne. Otherwise

, in order to avoid dragging down Lorne, she would have gone back long ago.

When she returned to the bedroom, it was already half past three in the morning. Fortunately, tomorrow morning is a Sunday.

This also means that she can sleep tonight It was a good sleep.

Lorne, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes.

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