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

Although Dobby's method of helping is indeed somewhat peculiar.

He even nearly single-handedly killed Harry twice.

Come to think of it.

Lorne couldn't help but glance at Harry, who was drinking soup.

I don't know if Harry noticed the house-elf.

"By the way, who is this?"

Harry looked up and saw a little witch with long blond hair sitting next to Miss Jack-of-all-trades, dressed in a navy robe and a tie with a kitty pattern.

Is it the witch of Ravenclaw?

"Luna Lovegood, the little witch of Ravenclaw. "

Lorne explained.

"This is—"

"Harry Potter, the boy who never died. "

Before he could finish, Luna said in that fluttery tone.

"I once saw you on a train where you were sitting in a flying car with a red-haired wizard. "

"It's... Really?"

Harry chuckled dryly, looking embarrassed.

How is it that everyone now knows about him and Ron?

At that time, the moment the car crashed into the beating willow, he will never forget those crazy wickers and... Snape's complicated gaze.

That is, after that time, he never used Niang Drowning Spring again.

It's not that I don't want to use it, but I don't dare to use it.

"Did you find your car?"

Hermione also asked curiously.

After all, after losing the car, Mrs. Weasley sent a yelling letter about it.

If it weren't for Lorne's spell, Ron and Ginny would have had to leave Hogwarts by train overnight.

"Nope!"

Harry shook his head, though he had thought about looking for the car in the Forbidden Forest.

But after the golden thunder of the previous few days, the entire Forbidden Forest was sealed, and even Hagrid and his timid teeth moved out of the cabin at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest.

And he'd heard Hagrid say that Headmaster Dumbledore patrolled it every day.

"There must be some dangerous creature hidden in there!"

Talking about it, Harry said with an affirmative face.

“......"

Lorne silently took a sip of milk tea.

In a sense, he is indeed a dangerous creature.

As breakfast was over, Lorne waved goodbye to Luna.

Today's lesson was Defence Against the Dark Arts class, with Slytherin and Gryffindor together.

And Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff take a history of magic class together.

"It's Lockhart's class again. "

Hermione looked a little listless, she had no idea what she was doing in Lockhart's class.

The class was full of nonsense, and not a single sentence was the focus of the final exam.

Miss Hermione didn't even know how to take notes.

Lockhart...

The corners of Lorne's mouth curled up as he remembered last night.

I don't know if he is familiar with the body of the filthy earth after reincarnation.

In the classroom of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

The three of them came relatively early, so they chose a location close to the back wall.

Harry, on the other hand, stood up and looked around, looking for Ron.

Unfortunately, I didn't find it.

"Ron isn't in the classroom?"

"Don't worry, you can't lose him. "

Hermione looked at Harry a little speechless.

How could Harry be in such a hurry every time he couldn't find Ron.

Is Ron controlled by Tom again?

Lorne squinted at thought.

If nothing else, he should be in the basement by now.

Looks like I'm going to go to the basement tonight to settle the matter with Senior Tom.

The basilisk is now controlled by his kaleidoscope, and it is unknown what Tom's expression will be when he sees his basilisk.

The bell rings for class.

Lockhart was nowhere to be seen in the classroom.

"I really don't understand why Headmaster Dumbledore hired such a professor!"

"Why do you want to do so much, maybe you will change professors next year. "

Looking at Hermione, who was lying on the table next to her, Lorne reached for a strand of brown curls and gently wrapped them around his fingers.

"And isn't it enough that I taught you self-defense charms?" he said, picking up his curls and swiping them gently at the tip of the girl's nose.

"Go away, you!"

Feeling the movement on the tip of her nose, Miss Hermione knocked her messy hand away, and her brown eyes glanced at him in annoyance.

"I just like to see your face!"

Lorne smiled and poked her puffed face with his hand.

It's so cute.

Harry on the side felt out of place.

With a soft thud in the classroom, a blonde-haired Lockhart walked in.

Unlike his previous confident smile, his current smile looks very forced.

"How does he look like he's half-dead..."

Hermione asked in a whisper as she let go of the finger that was biting Lorne, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"Who knows. "

Lorne looked at the finger that had been bitten out of a row of tooth marks, shook his head in response.

Miss Granger does look like a lion cub sometimes, like when it comes to biting.

Today, Lockhart wears a blue embroidered gown with a red cape on the back.

It's just like the old decoration.

"Alright, the little wizards, be quiet. "

Lockhart clapped his palms and shouted.

His eyes had turned from gray to blue, and the whites of his eyes had returned to normal.

Looks like it's a Transfiguration Charm or a Confusion Charm.

"We're going to talk about it today - some ways to deal with werewolves. "

Lockhart said as he glanced at Lorne in the corner.

I saw Lorne looking at him with his chin in his hand.

After noticing Lockhart's gaze, he smiled as well.

Just like the usual faces, like a harmless little wizard.

But after what had happened last night, Lockhart didn't dare think so.

After all, it was he who killed himself and snatched his soul from the Grim Reaper and resurrected it on an unknown sacrifice.

Lockhart spent the night studying his body.

But no matter how you look at it, it's exactly the same as the original.

If it weren't for those crazy gray eyes and black whites, he would have thought he was dreaming.

And he read it again. "

Hermione shook her head helplessly.