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

The dinner came to an end.

The prefects of the various houses led the new young wizards to their common rooms, while the wizards of the first year and above, a large number of them, roamed around Hogwarts.

For example, a young couple who has not seen each other during the holiday will choose to go to the black lake or the green lawn and walk under the stars together.

After Harley and Ron finished eating, they were ready to go back to the dorm room to get some rest.

After all, what happened today was not at all something that their little hearts could bear, and the two of them looked physically and mentally exhausted.

Lorne said goodbye to Hermione and the other lion cubs at the staircase, and then walked to the Slytherin common room.

Although he preferred to stay in the Room of Requirement with Hermione rather than in the lounge, the house-elves had already taken their luggage to the dorms.

They have to go back and sort it out.

.........

Early the next morning.

Waves of clouds drifted in the blue sky.

One by one, owls soared through the air and flew towards the location of the auditorium.

By the time Lorne arrived at the Great Hall, Hermione and Harry had already arrived.

He sat down next to the girl who was studying with a list of books and leaned over to take a look.

"You're researching electives?"

After Easter in Year 2, there are some preparations for Year 3 in advance, such as choosing elective courses.

But was Hermione in such a hurry?

You must know that Easter is still early, and the elective time is almost at the end of the semester.

"There's an ancient rune in the elective, I think you're better suited for this one!" Miss Hermione said, gesturing to the list of electives, turning to Lorne.

"If I had taken this course, the two of us wouldn't have been able to take it together. "

Lorne shook his head and chuckled in refusal.

He knew that Hermione was not very good at these alchemy courses.

"I can work hard to learn..."

Hermione whispered.

She didn't want to hold Lorne back, and Lorne gave her a lot of guidance during the holidays, and Hermione, the basics of alchemy, knew everything.

At least... It's a lot better than those little wizards who haven't learned.

"Have you two thought about these things now?"

Ron, who was sitting across from him, took a bite of the pumpkin pie and asked with some surprise.

Ginny sat beside him, glancing at Harry from time to time.

"Here comes the owl!"

Harry shouted.

As the windows of the auditorium opened, colorful owls poured in, sprinkled with feathers of various colors.

Lorne cast a defensive charm on the brioche he had just asked for with his wand to avoid getting contaminated by the feathers, along with himself and Miss Hermione.

When the owls had found their owners, they threw away the letters or daily newspapers they were going to send.

"Roar... Roar letters!"

Ron looked at the red envelope in his hand, his face turning horrified.

Knowing the letter, Ginny hurriedly ran away.

Harry was left behind, dazed.

Howl letters?

What is that?

Before he could react, he saw the letter crack open his mouth, revealing sharp paper teeth.

"Whisper!"

Seeing that the roaring letter was about to start roaring, Lorne hurriedly cast a spell.

"Ron Weasley, how dare you steal that car! You know your father went there for this..."

Mrs. Weasley's voice came from the letter, which was supposed to be a loud roar, but it returned to its normal tone under the spell, but the angry tone did not diminish in the slightest.

"Oh, yes, Baby Ginny, congratulations on your entry into Gryffindor, your father and I are proud of you. "

After Mrs. Weasley finished her last sentence in a gentle tone, the red yeller letter tore herself to shreds.

"Whew-thanks... Thank you!"

Ron's eyes widened as he breathed frantically, and for a moment he felt like he was about to suffocate.

The sound of the shouting letter could be heard by everyone in the auditorium, and at that time he would die socially!

Luckily, Lorne cast a spell that didn't make it roar.

Thinking of this, Ron glanced at Lorne gratefully.

"It's nothing, I don't want my ears to be tortured..."

Lorne shook his head.

He was sitting across from Ron, and he and Hermione wouldn't be much better off if he yelled.

By the time the owl was gone, it was almost nine o'clock.

In the morning he had a Charms lesson taught by Professor Flitwick.

Hermione, on the other hand, had a herb class, and neither of them had classes in the afternoon.

At the transformed staircase, Lorne and Hermione separated.

This semester, Professor Flitwick will teach some intermediate spells, such as armor and silent.

But Lorne had already learned all the spells, and he propped his chin on one hand and listened nonchalantly to Professor Flitwick's explanation.

At the end of the lesson, Ravenclaw scored a lot of points without Lorne's answer, which made the eaglets look happy.

After placing the book in another dimension, Lorne prepared to find Hermione on the green lawn.

They usually take classes outside in a plant shed.

When Lorne arrived, Hermione and the others had just finished class.

"Here!"

A wizard's robe in green tones is very eye-catching, coupled with a handsome face and bright blonde hair, which causes many little witches to look at it.

Hermione trotted over with a smile on her face and crashed headfirst into Lorne's arms.

The time for a class is gone, and I am already starting to miss it.

"I still like your haughty look. "

Lorne lifted Miss Hermione's chin and quipped.

"Arrogant?"

Miss Hermione thought for a moment, then raised her little head and glanced at Lorne like a little swan.

"Is that so?"

The little witch asked.

"Yes!"

Lorne couldn't help but laugh.

Miss Hermione looks so cute.

"What a bad interest!"

Hermione smacked Lorne's chin with her head and said a little speechless.

"I know how to appreciate!"

Lorne retorted, then grabbed her little hand and clasped it.

"Let's go, let's go on a date!"

Since there was no class this afternoon, the two of them walked slowly on the edge of the sparkling black lake as usual.

The breeze was blowing, and the grass was blown into waves.