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

After passing the time turner for another class in the afternoon, the two of them went straight back to the Room of Request on the eighth floor.

Since the other Lorne and Hermione were supposed to be eating in the Great Hall, they didn't choose to go to the Great Hall for dinner.

"Ha~"

Standing in front of the portrait's door, Hermione held Lorne's arm hidden under the long sleeves of her coat and yawned sleepily.

It is extremely unreasonable to take two afternoons of classes in a row in one afternoon without feeling sleepy.

According to the original time, Miss Granger would have fallen asleep in bed with her own pillow.

This is also a disadvantage of the time converter, after all, it does not reset the fatigue of the person as well.

No one can use a time turner continuously because that would be a heavy exhaustion for their spirits.

Even Lorne is the same...

"Sleepy?"

Lorne opened the door to the Room of Requirement, looked at Hermione, who was half-squinting, and asked softly.

"Hmm..."

Hermione nodded a little sleepily.

However, before she could react, Lorne picked Hermione up in a princess hug posture with a slight force.

"Hmm. "

Hermione didn't resist, but subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

Once inside the room, Lorne placed her on the bed near the window.

Just as he was about to let go, Hermione grabbed his hand and tugged hard, and the next moment Lorne lay to the side.

He looked at the girl who was facing him with some surprise.

"Good night—"

With a light smile, the little witch slowly leaned in.

"Good night. "

Lorne smiled and activated the magic ring on his hand, and the room seemed like night in an instant.

Outside the window, the moonlight, half-hidden under the clouds, softly passed through the glass and fell on the two of them like a thin veil.

.........

It was still dark, and looking out the window, the whole of Hogwarts was covered in a thick layer of fog.

Miss Hermione woke up early because she had gone to bed early last night.

Her brown eyes stared blankly at the handsome side face next to her, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up subconsciously.

Picking up the brown curls scattered on the bed, Miss Granger gently swept it over the tip of his nose.

As if sensing the teasing on the tip of his nose, Lorne slowly opened his pale blue eyes.

He touched the tip of his nose, but he felt a small, smooth hand.

"My dear Miss Hermione, can you get off me first?"

Looking at the little witch who was sitting on top of him and staring at him with a smile on his face, Lorne reached out and pinched her little nose and whispered.

"Don't pinch my nose!"

Looking at Lorne, who opened her eyes, Hermione gently knocked off the hand that was pinching her nose.

Still, she obediently got up from Lorne's body, tied her scattered brown curls into a ponytail at random, and got out of bed.

A light white shirt and a pleated skirt in gray tones chosen by Lorne, as well as a wizard's robe from Gryffindor over it.

"It's time for you to get up, too!"

Hermione nudged Lorne dissatisfied, as his sleepy, pale blue eyes closed again.

Lorne used to wake up and call himself every time, but today it's the other way around.

"It's only four o'clock, and the auditorium won't open if you get up so early..."

Lorne half-opened his eyes and pointed to the clock hanging on the wall, and said helplessly.

"So?"

Miss Hermione crossed her waist, her brown eyes narrowed.

"So... Let's sleep a little longer. "

As she spoke, Hermione's eyes widened and she exclaimed, and Lorne lifted her to his side with a slight force.

"My freshly groomed hair!"

Hermione said angrily, pinching his face.

"It's okay, I'll get it for you again when you get up. "

Lorne stroked her brown curls and chuckled.

............

Rubbing his reddened sideways, Lorne looked at Miss Hermione holding his hand with a smile in his eyes.

After a brief sleep, it was around seven o'clock in the morning.

Now the two of them are preparing to head to the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"Shall we go see Hagrid after class today?"

Harry took a bite of the pumpkin pie and couldn't help but say to his friends.

"Hagrid?"

Lorne, who had just sat down in his seat, muttered to himself.

"Hagrid, what's wrong with him?"

Hermione also asked, full of doubts.

Wasn't it okay when you went to class yesterday?

"It's not because of that Malfoy bastard. "

Ron fed himself a peanut, and the malice in his tone was not disguised.

What happened to Malfoy?

Lorne remembers that when Hagrid's class had an accident yesterday, he used the Flying Charm to save Malfoy without causing him any harm.

"Last night, Malfoy spent the night in the school infirmary, citing the fact that he was frightened. Harry explained, but as if he remembered something, "Aren't you in the same bedroom as Malfoy, how could you not know about this?"

"Who said you have to sleep in the prescribed dormitory?"

Lorne took a sip of black tea and retorted.

“......"

Harry opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

It seems that the school did not say where to sleep.

"By the way, Lorne, do you still have that potion?" asked Harry after a moment's hesitation.

Potions?

Lorne was slightly stunned, looking at Harry's expression, he naturally knew which potion the other party was talking about.

There is still a big bottle in his Shenwei space, which is basically enough.

Isn't Harry resistant to his gender transition, though?

"Yes, yes, do you want to use it?"

Lorne said, taking out a detached vial from the Divine Power Space and placing it on the table.

"I don't want Gryffindor to be at the bottom of the list every year..."

Harry took the bottle of Niang Drowning Spring, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

This year's Gryffindor is in a good situation, and because of Miss Granger, the little lions are now firmly in first place.

And—

"This morning's lesson is Professor Snape's Potions class. "

Hermione whispered in his ear.

(There are two more chapters in the evening-)