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

"The founder of Slytherin..."

Harry's face was covered in gray, as if he had lost his soul.

"Slytherin isn't a bad person!"

Hermione was not happy to see Harry like this, and she hugged Lorne's arm tightly and said dissatisfiedly.

"You're so prejudiced."

Harry looked up at Lorne and shook his head.

"That's not what I meant, you know Lorne."

It's true that Lorne has been with their Gryffindor for too long, and if it weren't for the green robes on the other side, several people would have subconsciously forgotten that Lorne was a Slytherin.

I really don't know how the Sorting Hat is divided, Lorne is such a kind person as he can be sorted into Slytherin!

It's as outrageous as Lockhart being sorted into Ravenclaw.

"It's okay."

Lorne chuckled indifferently.

After the club in the morning, the group went to the restaurant for dinner.

Fred and George were already seated, waving to Lorne.

"Ron, what's wrong with your face?"

As he got closer, George looked at Ron's bruised and swollen face and wondered.

"Who bullied you?"

Fred's eyes narrowed, too.

For their younger brother, although the two of them don't seem to care, they still have some place in their hearts.

"Lockhart opened a dueling club this morning, and Pansy Parkinson of Slytherin and I....."

Hearing the twins' question, Ron proudly explained the process of his duel.

It was almost said that Pansy had almost surrendered to him.

Lorne and Hermione sat together, and since their books and notes had been received in the Divine Power Space, his arms had been held tightly since the end of class.

Once she was seated, Miss Hermione let go of him and ordered two cups of flower tea.

"I want to drink chocolate..."

Lorne sighed helplessly after taking the flower tea.

Although he wanted to tell Hermione about his Brontosaurus physique, he didn't want to say anything after seeing the little witch's caring gaze.

"Look over there?"

Fred sat down and pointed to the little wizard of Gryffindor in the distance.

The two of them really weren't too interested in listening to Ron's nonsense.

This caused Ron to drink carrot soup somewhat sullenly.

"What's wrong?"

Looking in the direction of his finger, a group of young wizards appeared in his pale blue eyes.

They were sitting around each other, shouting something in high spirits.

There was also a crowd of onlookers around.

"They- playing Hearthstone?"

Hermione, who also turned her head to look at the past, guessed it at once.

"It's worthy of being the proprietress and you'll know it at once!"

Fred teased with a laugh.

"What a hostess..."

Hermione's ears flushed a little, and she couldn't help but glance up at the handsome side face.

"Not only them, but also a lot of people at the other tables are playing again."

George said, and then he took out a note from his pocket with the gold galleon on which he recorded his income.

"So far, our Fairy Tail has earned more than two thousand gold Galleons!"

Harry couldn't help but look sideways.

Know that he and Ron are also investors!

Before Lorne could speak, Fred spoke again.

"This is only the little wizards in Hogwarts, and it has only been open for half a month!"

With an income of 2,000 gold gallons in half a month, this ability to absorb gold can be ranked even in Diagon Alley.

"Okay, I'll give you some new ideas next semester." Lorne also nodded with satisfaction, "Have you heard of werewolf killing?" "

"I know!"

Miss Hermione's eyes lit up and she raised her little hand.

"You sit down."

Lorne touched Miss Beaver's hair amusedly, there were quite a few games during the holidays, both of them had played.

But werewolf killings are excepted, because there are many people who need them.

"Werewolf killing?" Fred wondered, "Do you mean hunting wizards who turn into werewolves on full moon nights?" "

"Werewolf Kill is also a.... Well, board games! "

Lorne took a sip of Miss Hermione's flower tea and explained with a smile.

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By the end of the evening, Lorne had already told them the details of the game and had played a few words.

But it is clear that someone is not very intelligent enough and is always voted out.

"What the hell is this, you want to vote me again!"

Ron protested unconvinced.

"You must have cheated!"

"Won't you hide your expression?"

Fred was a little speechless and pointed to the corners of the other party's mouth.

"You can't help but laugh as soon as you get the werewolf card, it's hard not to guess who you are."

"It's a good game, though."

George looked at the note in his hand with a thoughtful expression, on which the identity of the werewolf was written.

"If you modify it with magic, it may be similar to Hearthstone!"

"It's up to you to transform the magic."

Lorne was only in charge of giving advice, and he didn't have the imagination of the twins.

"Don't worry!"

Hearing Lorne's words, Fred and George immediately laughed.

Six Werewolf Kill doesn't require too many cards, only a few identity cards, so it's not difficult to research them out before the next semester.

Not to mention that they also have an off-field technician, Albus Dumbledore.

Although Dumbledore did not join Fairy Tail at the kind invitation of the two brothers, he could help them solve some minor problems.

After a few small talks, Lorne and Hermione left.

As she made her way to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor, Hermione had a happy smile on her face.

Miss Hermione's reasoning and logical abilities completely crushed Fred and them in the game of werewolf killing.

As a referee, Lorne can see it clearly.

The whole game has been completely controlled by her.

"Have so much fun?"

Lorne asked with a chuckle.

"It's not fun to you!"

Miss Hermione mischievously replied that she had learned it from Lorne.

"Look, isn't that Peeves!"

Just then, she asked, gesturing to the top of the stairs and pulling the corner of Lorne's coat