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

"Peeves?"

Lorne glanced up.

Ever since the last time Peeves was cast by him once, he's been avoiding him.

It's the first time I've seen it this semester.

Peeves hung on a painting, with a strange smile on his face and a cacophony of voices.

"It's playing a prank again."

Lorne shrugged.

The little wizards of the year have long been tortured enough, and many of them complain during their meals.

"It always feels like it hasn't been around in a long time."

Hermione whispered thoughtfully, glancing at Lorne as she spoke.

Peeves seems to have a special fear of Lorne after laughing at the two of them at their first meeting.

Seemingly attracted by the voices of the two men, Peeves turned his head to look behind him.

The funny expression immediately froze.

"Geralt—"

Peeves screamed, and then crashed into the wall in a panic.

What the hell did this thing see in the illusion?

Lorne couldn't help but wonder curiously.

It's all too rare to be able to scare Peeves to this extent.

Seeing Peeves disappear, Lorne and Hermione went up to the eighth-floor Room of Need.

He's going to make some more alchemy props tonight.

For example, the rings of the three unforgivable spells.

.........

Early the next morning.

Inside the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Today was a rest day, so the two of them got up late, and there weren't many little wizards left when they arrived at the auditorium.

After a brief breakfast, Lorne took Hermione to the Black Lagoon to practice spells.

It's kind of after-school tutoring.

Because in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lockhart would only teach ordinary little spells, like nothing other than your weapons, especially after the last Pokemon incident.

Although in the wizard duel, Lockhart's hand spell is still very bright, but only he knows that the spell is all activated by the ring.

Without those rings, let alone the Fire God Opening the Way, he wouldn't even be able to cast the Iron Armor Spell.

Lockhart from Ravenclaw does have intelligence, but that wisdom is completely crooked.

It's like forgetting everything.

"The wand's gesture is wrong."

Seeing a puff of white smoke coming out of Miss Hermione's wand, Lorne knew she had failed again.

"Thunderbolt blasts should be used with picky gestures!"

Lorne walked up behind Miss Granger and gently took her little hand, ready to teach her by hand.

Feeling the temperature coming from the back of her hand, Hermione's fair cheeks flushed a little.

Hands are so warm.

No, no, I can't think about it!

She quickly shook her head, half-narrowed her eyes and listened to Lorne's teachings.

I have to say that Miss Hermione's talent is still very powerful, and she learned it in just half an hour of study.

"Thunderbolt Blast—"

A large splash exploded on the surface of the black lake, splashing in circles of rippling ripples.

Hermione looked at her masterpiece, the corners of her mouth slowly curling.

At this time, Lorne was leaning against a rock, leisurely looking at Fred and their stall in the distance.

In the last few days, the card business has been getting better and better, and Fred and the others are almost overwhelmed.

In desperation, I had to use the card pack to hire some little wizards to help.

"Lorne Geralt!"

A confident call rang out, causing Lorne to turn his head to look.

I saw Lockhart walking towards this side in a gorgeous cloak, his white teeth showing out in the sunlight.

Are you here to buy a ring?

Lorne remembered the shattered Iron Ring in the duel against the Wizard.

Because he couldn't withstand the spell that was too strong, and it was loaded, it was directly shattered to the ground.

"Is there something going on with Professor Lockhart?"

Lorne nodded in hello and asked softly.

"Oh, Miss Granger too?" Lockhart didn't answer him, but glanced at the girl who was still practicing spells by the lake, "You two are the most talented I've ever seen..."

"Okay Professor, the two of us are not as exaggerated as you say!"

Looking at Lockhart, who was still chattering, Lorne reluctantly interrupted him.

"Say whatever you want."

"What can I do - well, there is..."

Seeing Lorne ask, Lockhart symbolically struggled for a moment and gave up, he slowly approached Lorne, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still have the ring you bought last time?" "

"Absolutely."

Lorne nodded.

"No, I mean those rings could be strengthened!"

Lockhart glanced around at the absence of a young wizard, and then asked softly.

"You know, I'm just a little wizard in the second year..."

Lorne did it.

He had indeed strengthened the rune on the ring not long ago, so that it was not as fragile as it was when he faced Snape.

But he didn't have any idea of selling it to Lockhart.

"Do you have any dreams?"

Seeing Lorne's appearance, Lockhart understood that he was perfunctory, so he changed the subject.

"Dreams?"

Lorne looked at him quizzically, not understanding what he was trying to do.

"For example, to become an Auror of the Ministry of Magic, you know, as a celebrity, I always have a lot of friends, even if you fail the exam."

Lockhart seduced.

In his opinion, no little wizard could refuse a position to work in the Ministry of Magic!

This is a matter of honor, and the Aurors are also iron.

"Do you have someone in the Ministry of Magic?"

Lorne couldn't help but glance at him, his tone full of doubt.

"What do you mean there are people in the Ministry of Magic?" Lockhart raised an eyebrow, "I'm just well-connected. "

"Help me make the ring, and I'll leave your Auror affairs to me in the future!"

Lockhart unabashedly stated his purpose.

"Even if it's Minister Fudge, I know him."

Hearing this, Lorne pondered for a moment.

He himself was not at all interested in what Auror position was.

But Lockhart's last words appealed to him.

"Someone..."

"Deal."

Lorne replied with a smile on his face.

Lockhart could perhaps be used to pave the way for Miss Hermione's ministerial position.