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

After plucking a handful of hair from the little mouse's body, Lorne threw Scabbers to Ron.

I don’t know if the compound potion can tell whether the hair is Peter Pettigrew or the mouse that turned into an Animagus.

Thinking of this, Lorne's hand holding the hair paused slightly.

According to the"Powerful Potion" in the restricted area of ​​the library, compound potions cannot successfully transform animal hair.

At the same time, this kind of change is also very risky, and it is easy for oneself to become neither a human nor a ghost.

No, you have to be safer.

Thinking about it, Lorne threw the mouse hair on the floor.

It looks like I have to go to the Gryffindor common room to hypnotize this mouse tonight.

As long as he uses the illusion of Sharingan, he can easily control Scabbers to turn back into Peter Pettigrew.

Looking at Ron holding Scabbers and kissing him, Ron felt a chill.

Fortunately, no one knew that this mouse was Peter Pettigrew.

Otherwise...

Shaking his head and throwing this thought away, he quickly returned to the table and explained the remaining potion materials to Hermione.

What he read in the restricted book section was not only black magic, but also books on various aspects, such as astrology, potions, and various biographies.

Hermione, who was still a little confused at first, suddenly became more flexible under Lorne's explanation.

He really knows a lot.

Hermione looked at Lorne who was writing and talking, and couldn't help but think.

She had been hanging out in the library recently, and even Mrs. Pince was very familiar with Hermione.

Even Mrs. Pince was impressed by this girl's learning ability and self-control. In all her years of running the library, she had never seen such a studious wizard.

The last time I met him was a Slytherin wizard named Tom Riddle.

The two stayed from noon to night. Under the magic potion of the kind Madam Poppy Pomfrey, the injured Harry and Ron were finally able to go back to sleep.

And Lorne separated from the three people at the top of the stairs.

Looking at Hermione and the others leaving, Lorne thought for a while and went back to the Slytherin lounge.

Since today's training match resulted in an overwhelming victory over Ravenclaw, Flint, the captain, was celebrating.

After seeing Lorne, he quickly invited him to come to the party.

As the Seeker who found the Golden Snitch and ended the game early, Lorne naturally played an important role.

Especially the loss of a Seeker from Ravenclaw!

This fits Flint's Quidditch style so well!

"Come on, Butterbeer. I paid a fortune to get it from the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade!"

Little wizards below the third grade are not allowed to drink, but no one will stick to those rules.

Lorne took the bubbly cup of butterbeer and took a sip.

It tasted weird, but it wasn't It was unacceptable.

After a few drinks, Lorne bid farewell to this group of wizards who were gradually talking about pure blood.

Night came.

An oil lamp lit up in the silent corridor, and Lorne came to the Eighth Route Street with ease. In front of the painting of the Fat Lady on the floor, the Fat Lady was already asleep at this time. He could even hear the snoring coming from the painting.

He tried to keep his pace as light as possible so as not to disturb the Fat Lady who was guarding the door.

The sickle in his eyes It began to rotate, and as the surrounding space began to whirlpool into his right eye, Lorne himself was hidden in a different space.

As his fingertips lightly touched the stone door, it was like a phantom, and nothing was touched. He passed through it directly.

This was the first time he used this ability.

He didn't expect that he could really pass through the stone wall.

When Lorne disappeared in front of the stone door, the fat lady rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked out of the painting. After taking a few glances, there was nothing unusual.

When Lorn opened his eyes again, he was already in the Gryffindor lounge.

The light red decoration and various warm-toned furniture gave people a warm feeling. It was completely different from the Slytherin common room.

The fire in the common room was still burning, and Lorne remembered that Harry had told him his room number.

He even remembered Hermione's room number. Living.

Finding the side where the boys lived, Lorne held an oil lamp and found Harry and Ron's dormitory.

As the blur started, the figure hidden in the darkness sneaked into the bedroom.

When he appeared again , the oil lamp in his hand has been thrown into a different space by Lorne

"Peter Pettigrew."

Coming to Ron's window, a fat mouse was sleeping soundly next to Ron's pillow.

He reached out and quickly caught the sleeping mouse, and Lorn took advantage of Peter Pettigrew before he could react. Entered another space again.

When he reappeared, he was already in the bathroom on the third floor.

He threw the sleeping fat mouse on the ground, but he still didn't wake up.

He was too vigilant!

It seemed that he was in the bathroom on the third floor. The past few years in the Sly family have made Peter Pettigrew completely lose his alertness.

"Wake up, Peter Pettigrew!"

Lorne, with the mask on his face, kicked it with his toes.

Still no reaction.

"Sirius is here!"

"squeak!"

After Lorne shouted these words, Peter Pettigrew immediately woke up.

However, when he came back to his senses and looked at the mysterious man standing in front of him, a pair of rotating red eyes came into view.

Not yet. When he said a word, the whole mouse was controlled by Lorne.

"Unlock your animagus transformation!"

Lorne gave the order

"squeak."

As the mouse's body began to surge, soon a naked Peter Pettigrew appeared in front of him. His short body, ugly face, and most importantly, the sparse messy hair was really... It's too greasy

"Go over there and wash your hair!"

Lorne couldn't bear it and pointed directly to the bathtub beside him.

There was no way, the compound potion must require the hair of the transformed person and other items, and he didn't want to add such oily hair to the ingredients on the spot.

Wait until Peter Pettigrew followed the order and washed it After finishing his hair, Lorne pulled out a handful of hair, and Peter Pettigrew subconsciously grinned in pain, with tears in his eyes.

Because one hair may not be enough, so prepare some more just in case you need it. After arriving at the hair, Lorne thought of Professor Quirrell who taught at Hogwarts... and Senior Tom in the back of his head.

"Here I am, Peter Pettigrew."