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

Looking at the bottle of pink potion, Hermione sniffed it with her little nose.

The scent of grass and parchment cleared her mind, like a different kind of soothing agent.

Even if Miss Granger knew that this bottle of pink potion was not a demulcent, the demulcent was very light in color and was as colorless and odorless as water.

"Well——"

Her mind wasn't very clear to begin with, so under the stimulation of the taste, Hermione picked it up and took a sip.

After all, it's impossible for Lorne to refine poison in Diagon Alley...

However, what she doesn't know is that sometimes love potions are far more powerful than some poisons.

As the pink potion slowly entered my mouth, the aroma of grass, the old smell of parchment, and the pleasant aroma of Lorne... strange, why do I smell Lorne?

Miss Hermione was a little confused.

The moment she drank again, her originally groggy little head came to her senses, but for some reason, Lorne's face kept appearing in her mind.

As if full of infatuation…

"What's going on..."

Miss Hermione muttered to herself in confusion.

Her heartbeat had begun to speed up now, especially when she thought of Lorne in her mind.

There is something wrong with this bottle of potion!

She half-closed her brown eyes. After hesitating for a while, he took another sip.

This feels so weird, one more sip...

As half the bottle of pink potion entered her mouth, Miss Hermione shook her little head and walked slowly up the stairs.

She is now Want to see Lorne soon!

…

"Failed again..."

Looking at the broken bracelet fragments in his hand, Lorne helplessly closed the Sharingan.

This is the eighteenth time it failed.

It is still difficult to control the levitation spell carved into the bracelet. , the levitation spell appeared accidentally, causing the chairs to fly around.

He was a lot more proficient in the magic text carving of the Iron Armor Curse, and he could control it accurately.

Speaking of which, why did Hermione go away for so long?

Lorne He threw the broken bracelet on the table and thought with some confusion. He just drank a bottle of demulcent. It has been almost ten minutes now.

However, just when he was about to get up, he was suddenly hit by someone from behind. He hugged him.

His little head kept rubbing on Lorne's back, like a clingy kitten.

"what happened?"

As soon as he turned his head, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Miss Hermione.

"I just drank a bottle of delicious pink potion..." Hermione touched his golden hair,"I don't know why, but now all I can think about is you!"

"I can’t learn at all!"

As she said this, she couldn't help but complain.

Pink potion?

Lorne was stunned. Isn't that the love potion he just made today?

Why did Hermione drink that bottle?

She looked at him while holding him Hermione was still flirting, and Lorne was a little helpless.

Although he also liked this feeling, but... this was the first time he knew that love potions could make people like this.

Fortunately, these love potions have a time limit. Yes, one bottle of dosage will probably expire by tomorrow morning.

"The smell on you is similar to the smell of the potion I drank!"

Hermione sat on the sofa and leaned on Lorne's shoulder, her little nose twitching slightly.

"After all, what you drank was a love potion..."

Lorne had no intention of continuing to study at this time. With a clingy Miss Hermione, it's okay not to learn alchemy!

"Love potion?"

Hermione was slightly stunned.

It was obvious that she had no impression of this bottle of potion, but she could guess its general meaning just by hearing the name.

"The taste of love potion is different for everyone, and the taste it exhibits is your favorite thing."

Lorne explained softly.

It was obvious that Miss Hermione's words just now revealed what she liked in her heart.

"Will it taste like me if you drink it?"

Hermione took out the remaining half bottle of love potion from her pocket and asked softly in Lorn's ear.

The breath she exhaled made Lorn's ears feel itchy.

"I won’t drink..." If he drank this potion tonight, he would have to go to Azkaban tomorrow.

Becoming the youngest dark wizard to be imprisoned

"That's a shame."Hermione put the potion on the table and said with some regret.

Both of them had no intention of studying. Hermione just leaned in Lorn's arms blankly, her brown eyes no longer as agile as before.

Love potion can also be regarded as a hallucinogen, and Lorne suspected that Hermione's IQ had dropped a lot.

"It's twelve o'clock, we should go to bed!"

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Lorne touched the girl's hair to remind

"Hmm..."

Hermione narrowed her eyes and nodded.

But when she reached the door, she still held Lorne's arm with no intention of letting go.

"My room is over here!"

Lorne pointed helplessly at the door in front and said.

"I think the two of us can work together..." Hermione lowered her head and said softly, her tone full of determination and unwillingness to refuse.

After drinking the medicine, although her IQ dropped, her courage increased.

"I don’t think so!"

Hearing this, Lorne shook his head quickly.

This is not a punishment!

Hearing the rejection, Hermione turned around and raised her head, and stood on tiptoes with a smile.

"Well——"

Lorne opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief.

This is too brave! boom!

When Lorne wasn't paying attention, Hermione's hand behind her opened the door, and her other hand quickly dragged him in.

"The door is locked!"

After closing the door, the super brave Miss Granger immediately took out her wand and cast a golden lock spell on the door.

"You..."

As soon as Lorne came back to his senses, he found that he had been locked in the room.

"You can't run away now!"

As she said that, Miss Hermione smiled proudly.

She was cute and silly.

Lorne wordlessly took out his wand and pointed it at the door.

At this time, Hermione suddenly recovered her IQ and thought of the magic spell that Alajo had broken.

"No opening spells allowed!"

Miss Hermione fiercely grabbed Lorne's wand and threatened in a low voice.

"If you dare to use the curse, I will bite you!"

"Just one night..."

Hermione threw the wand she grabbed onto the table and said softly.

"But, isn’t this bad?"

Lorne hesitated.

He hesitated!

Hesitation means there is hope!

"Come on, it's time for us to go to bed!"

After finishing speaking, before Lorne could respond, he felt himself being pulled to the bed.