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

Not only Miss Hermione, but even Ron and the young wizards of the pure-blood family couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't this the Cornwall elf?

It's the most common magical creature, and it's just a prank.

Even Lorne didn't expect Lockhart to use this creature as a training object.

And it's so serious.

"Your mission is to get them all back!"

Seeing that many wizards laughed, Lockhart opened the huge cage with an ugly face.

As the cage was opened, a group of Cornish elves rushed out like bees, as if they had gone mad.

They let out a shrill laugh, and in the blink of an eye, the entire classroom was occupied.

On the ceiling, on the chandelier, on the little wizard's wand...

"Faint!"

Lorne pointed at a blue-skinned elf and cast a spell.

The Cornish elf was about to catch Hermione's brown curls when a flash of light struck it.

It's like a fly that has lost its wings and falls straight to the ground.

Hermione quickly covered her low ponytail and hid behind Lorne.

There are so many of them, almost a dozen.

It's still easy to solve if it's just one or two, but it's hard to deal with if there are too many of them.

"You can try it with the Immobilization Charm..."

Lorne muttered to himself, but he didn't move.

He turned to look at Lockhart, who was standing at the top of the stairs.

Lockhart looked at the little wizards who were messing around under the harassment of the Cornish elves, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Let you question me!

Isn't it up to me Lockhart to come forward next?

"Alright, I'm going to show you a demonstration!"

Lockhart cleared his throat with a smile on his face, then picked up his little wand.

"All of them—"

However, before he could pronounce the full incantation, a Cornish elf snatched Lockhart from his wand.

"Hey!"

Lockhart, who had lost his wand, looked at the elves flying around the room, and the smile on his lips stiffened.

"Your task in this class is to catch all these elves, and that's it, I'm still in a bit of a hurry!"

With that, Lockhart barely turned around and ran away with a smile on his lips, and closed the door tightly.

"Tsk!"

Lorne couldn't take it anymore, so he took out his wand and aimed it at the flying elves.

"It's all petrified!"

A petrification spell descended, and all the flying elves fell to the ground.

Without the pull of the elf, Ron also fell from mid-air, and his ass came into close contact with the ground.

As time passed, the little wizards threw all the elves into the iron cage before the end of class.

Lorne, on the other hand, picked up Lockhart's wand, and after thinking about it, he put it into another dimension.

What if you need it later?

The first Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson ended in this farce.

.........

"Shhh I've learned in this lesson never to let those pesky pixies out of their cages! "

Ron rubbed his numb ass and grumbled loudly, as he helped Harry.

"Professor Lockhart is simply useless!"

"Lorne didn't rely on it in the end!"

Harry nodded approvingly.

His glasses were also snatched away by the elves, and he was even trampled to pieces in a panic, thanks to Hermione's recovery later.

"Looks like Lockhart is exactly what you say."

Hermione said to Lorne with a thick textbook in her arms.

"I really don't know if Headmaster Dumbledore knows?"

"Sooner or later, we'll find out."

Lorne whispered.

He even wondered if Dumbledore had known about Lockhart's actions and had recruited him as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

If he didn't have the ability, he would probably die under Voldemort's curse.

Like Professor Quirrell.

Inside the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"Come, open your mouth."

Lorne picked up a green grape and held it to Hermione's mouth.

Miss Hermione was drinking black tea with a straw in her mouth, and when she saw the grape, she ate it skillfully.

However, as soon as she took a gentle bite, Miss Granger frowned, and her brown eyes looked half-squinted at the boy who had fed her.

There was a triumphant smile on Lorne's lips.

There is no doubt that the sour grape was deliberately fed by him.

"Nasty!"

Hermione gently kicked Lorne in the leg with her little foot.

Here it is again, and here it is!

Harry on the other side thought sourly.

Every time I have a meal, the little couple on the opposite side is like this.

"Ahem, we might not be here at the right time?"

Fred stood behind Lorne and coughed twice.

"It's really not the right time."

Lorne turned to Fred and quipped.

Behind him, Fred, George and Lee Jordan arrived.

"What are you doing here?"

Miss Hermione asked.

"We've sold our first deck!"

George said with a smile.

The first set of cards?

"You sold it to Dumbledore?"

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then remembered the agreement between the two brothers and the old bee.

"Because yes, and Headmaster Dumbledore gave out eighty gold Galleons!"

As he spoke, Fred put a small bag on the table and said triumphantly.

"And Headmaster Dumbledore's expression looks very satisfied."

Ron's eyes were straight, it was the first time he had seen so much money when he was so big.

"Is there any of our investors in this?"

Ron asked hurriedly.

After all, when Harry joined the gang, he also helped him pay the money by the way.

"Of course there is, but I can't give it to you now."

Fred shrugged.

This is the first transaction, and it takes money to make cards later, so you can't divide the eighty gold galleons.

"Okay, when will the second set be made?"

Lorne asked curiously.

If Dumbledore can be satisfied, it means that the quality can be passed.

"The second set can be processed the day after tomorrow, and the two of us have to work overtime tonight!"

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