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

Looking at his limp arms, Lorne shook his head pitifully.

The last time the Quaffle didn't hit the back of Harry's head, this time it broke him into a broken bone.

I really don't know what kind of grudge it is, but where the hell did Harry provoke that house-elf?

Although the elf was not found when watching the battle from the high platform, it was obvious that the flying path of the ghost flying ball was controlled by the levitation charm.

Combined with the Quaffle last time, it was easy to guess.

"Thank you Lorne!"

Harry held the bottle of chocolate-flavored Bone Spirit and burst into tears.

If it weren't for Lorne's potion, he would probably have been here for three or four days in a row, and the dog shook his head when he smelled it.

It's simply not for people to drink.

"You'd better rest here."

Lorne stood up and took Hermione's little hand, turned and left.

However, on the stairs leading to the eighth floor, the two of them ran into Ron, who was about to go downstairs.

"To see Harry?"

Lorne asked with a chuckle.

Ron looked very decadent at this time, and looked like he hadn't woken up.

"Ahh Good evening. "

Ron's eyes were a little dazed, but after seeing that it was Lorne and Hermione, he still cheered up and laughed.

"I'll go see how Harry's injuries are."

"See you tomorrow!"

With that, Ron yawned and walked down from Lorne's side.

"He looks weird."

Miss Hermione frowned as she looked at the swaying back.

"Maybe I didn't wake up."

Lorne replied.

"Let's go, there's still class tomorrow morning, and the two of us go to bed early."

"Who's going to sleep with you, you sleep on the couch tonight!"

"Listen to you, listen to you..."

Lorne didn't bother to argue with the duplicitous Miss Granger, but in the middle of the night she would sneak out of bed and carry him to bed with a levitation charm.

I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened.

Get used to...

But—Ron must have been completely controlled by Tom right now.

I'll have to find some time to get the basilisk under control.

Lorne thought.

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The next morning.

Waking up from the soft bed, Lorne used his wand to help Miss Hermione, who was still asleep, straighten her clothes and hair.

The sunlight outside the window shone on the quilt, and the whole room was scented with jasmine.

That's the smell that often comes to Miss Beaver's curls.

"Wake up, it's time for breakfast!"

After Lorne uses his cooking skills to make a rich breakfast, he goes to wake up his little girlfriend.

Hermione was sitting on the bed at this time, half-squinting at the scenery outside the window, stretching.

She was not surprised by how her sleep had become a shirt and a short skirt.

I'm used to it.

"Good morning!"

Hermione covered her mouth and yawned.

"Hurry up and eat!"

Lorne hung his apron against the wall and smiled at Hermione.

"You made breakfast?"

Hermione's eyes widened, a little startled.

This was Lorne's first time cooking at Hogwarts.

"You don't look at what time it is."

Lorne pointed to the clock behind him, it was already eight in the morning.

If you go to the auditorium for breakfast, you will waste another half an hour.

So he just made it himself with the ingredients of the Shenwei space.

It doesn't take much time anyway.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Hermione lifted the covers, revealing her little feet in black stockings, but put them on and went to wash.

Lorne's cooking was almost all Chinese, at least to Hermione's eyes.

After all, during the holidays, it's Lorne who cooks every day.

Although she also thought about learning to cook, she didn't have much time.

At half-past eight in Hogwarts, the young wizards were all strolling through the corridors, talking and laughing towards their classrooms.

This morning's class was Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

When Lorne and Hermione reached the door of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, they turned around and saw a group of young wizards pointing around a wall.

"What are these people doing?"

Lorne curiously walked over and took a look, and there was a sign on the wall.

"Dueling Club?"

Or is Lockhart the dominant professor?

Lorne froze.

I thought that after the last Harry incident, he might settle down for a while, but I really didn't expect it.

The next day, a dueling club was opened!

"Lorne, what's written on it?"

Harry's voice rang out from behind him.

Lorne turned his head to see Harry coming with a bandage in his hand.

"Didn't Professor McGonagall tell you to stay in the infirmary for a few more days?"

Lorne wondered.

It's only been one night, how did you get out?

Professor McGonagall knew it would be sad!

Remember that Harry fought with his life to capture the Golden Snitch and give Gryffindor the victory, and Professor McGonagall smiled like a flower.

"It's Lockhart, he said there was a new dueling club that opened today, and he said there was an opening ceremony for me to come." Harry said helplessly.

"Lockhart..."

This can be regarded as a refresher of Lorne's lower limit for this master of the Oblivion Spell.

When it comes to being a dog, Lockhart is definitely number one.

"I've heard Lockhart say that this club was created because of the attack on Filch."

Harry twisted his broken hand, and after a night's time, the bones had grown a lot and he could barely move.

"And this dueling club teaches some practical spells to use against the attackers!"

Harry couldn't help but get excited.

Although he knew that Lockhart was unreliable, the other party was a Ravenclaw senior, and he must have known a lot of spells.

Finally able to learn some useful spells!

Harry thought.

Seeing Harry's happy look, Lorne hesitated for a moment without dampening his confidence.

"By the way, isn't Ron with you?"

Harry shook his head quickly.

"I went back to sleep after he finished watching him last night, and I should be rushing over here now."

"Ah, isn't that Ron?"

As he spoke, Harry gestured to a young wizard yawning in the distance.