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

Chapter 356

Fine raindrops floated in the gloomy sky, bringing a slight coolness to the hot September.

The main building of Hogwarts.

Inside the Potions classroom.

As the pendulum hanging on the wall gradually approached the time for class, the little wizards hurried in from the corridor outside the door.

Lorne and Harry were among them

"See you after class later."

Hermione waved to Harry and the others, then pulled Lorne and ran to the corner - just like the past two semesters.

The little witch now prefers to be in a conspicuous position in the middle or in the front row. She was talking quietly to her boyfriend in the corner.

It was obvious that she was led astray by Lorne.

As soon as she sat down near the window, Hermione turned her delicate face slightly to look out the window at the drizzle of rain. It hit the patterned glass.

The crisp sound brought a sense of tranquility to people's irritable hearts, and also brought a touch of life to the silent classroom. It was no longer as dull as before, as if to It's the same as facing an interrogation in an underground prison.

After all, everyone will always be subconsciously nervous when facing Professor Snape. This is a normal emotion.

Especially the group of little lions who are busy in other classes, and then take the potion During class, I didn't even dare to say anything out loud, for fear that I would be targeted by the angry Snape.

It can be said that half of Gryffindor's points in one semester were deducted by that old bat.

However , Due to his pressure, these little lions could only keep it in their hearts, daring to be angry but not daring to speak out.

"Miss Rabbit, today is September 18th."

Lorne looked at Hermione's delicate face as she turned towards her, gently moved the brown curly hair around her ears with his fingers, and then reminded softly.

The little witch's birthday is coming in one day.

He felt that he had Need to remind

"I..."

Hermione turned her head and glanced at him in embarrassment. She hesitated but didn't know what to say.

She couldn't say that she wasn't ready yet.

After all, this excuse had been used three days ago. It passed, and Hermione didn't have any intention of resisting what Lorne said - it can be said that she still has a little expectation.

"——It's not like you're not ready yet."

Looking at the little witch whose face couldn't help but blush, Lorne joked with a chuckle.

In the past two days, whenever he mentioned this matter, the little witch in front of him would definitely blush.

"Who said that..."

Hermione slapped away the hand that was holding her face, revealing a small tiger tooth and said

"I have long been ready!"

It's all a matter of time anyway.——

"Oh, is it so?"

Lorne gave her a funny look.

It always felt like the little witch was forcing herself to say these words.

Just as the two of them were talking, the classroom door was opened.

Facing the small raindrops outside , , Snape walked in with a little witch.

His greasy black hair was parted from both sides as before, and his slightly cold eyes scanned the entire classroom.

"I suddenly discovered that Evans... seemed to only appear when Snape came out."

Seeing Miss Evans following Snape, Hermione half-closed her brown eyes and whispered in his ear.

It was obvious that she no longer wanted to continue the topic that made her shy.

"I never saw Evans in other classes. On the contrary, I only saw her in Potions class every time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lorne raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

"Let’s leave the matter of Miss Evans to later. What the two of us want to talk about now is about tomorrow."

"Tomorrow happens to be a rest day. Would you choose to go to Hogsmeade Village or the wooden house by the stream?"

Although Ms. Rabbit wanted to put aside this topic, it was obvious that Mr. Wolf was not willing.

After all - this delicious prey will be available soon.

If you don't hunt hard now, there will be no such good opportunity in the future.

"Can I...can I go to the Gryffindor common room?"

Hermione said tentatively.

"What do you think, my dear Miss Hermione?"

Lorne looked at her with interest and said

"……Anyway, I'm ready to go to the cabin by the stream tonight."

Hermione was silent for a while, then she mustered up the courage to finish this sentence softly, and finally turned her gaze to the window next to her.

Her brown eyes subconsciously half-closed, and a trace of absence flashed in her eyes.

No. Thinking that the two of them have been together for so long...

Although Miss Hermione had turned her face away, Lorne could clearly see that the roots of her ears were already flushed.

————

It's approaching night.

The room is filled with requests.

Hermione stood next to him with a panicked look on her face, holding the suitcase she had prepared for tonight.

Breathe in and breathe out... it looks very tense

"Come on, my girlfriend."

Lorne raised the corner of his mouth and snapped his fingers, and his scarlet eyes flashed.

A twisted vortex gradually enveloped the two people in an instant.

In just a moment, the warm cabin became It became quiet, except for a sleeping Tom cat lying on the sofa.

In the wooden house by the stream, the sound of gurgling water slowly flowed, and the beautiful sound of insects also came from the silent forest.

"Wait...let me take a shower first!"

Hermione just put down the box in her hand, then looked at Lorne and said softly.

If you listen carefully, you can clearly hear that her tone was trembling because of nervousness.

"……"

Lorne looked at the figure who had turned around and walked into the bathroom, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

The prey cannot escape tonight.

He simply walked directly to the master bedroom on the second floor. Since no one had lived in it for half a month, the bedroom seemed a little damp.

But this is not a big deal for wizards.

Just a matter of magic.

The clock hanging on the wall gradually reached the twelve o'clock position. Lorne leaned on the bed and held a thick biography in his hand, his light blue eyes slightly squinting.

This book...can't be read at all - or rather, no matter what book it is, he can't read it now.

Creak - a sound of opening the door suddenly came from the silent room, and Lorne subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw Miss Granger wrapped in a fluffy white bath towel, with wet brown curly hair - her brown eyes were a little dodgey, not daring to look at Lorne in front of her.

"That bath towel you're wearing, do you need...me to help you?"

Lorne put down the book in his hand, raised his head and chuckled.

"——I can come by myself."

Hermione half-closed her eyes and took a deep breath to hold back her panic.

Although the two of them have been living together for a long time, this is the first time for them to be in this situation.

"Um...can you turn off the light?"

Hermione begged in a low voice.

There was a tremor in her sweet voice.

"Listen to you."

Lorne stood up and walked over slowly, hugged her petite waist, and then snapped his fingers.

The lights went out, and he slowly lowered his head.

"Um - wait, my hair is still wet!"