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

"No wonder he didn't want to say that it was Malfoy..."

Hermione said as she looked at Lorne blankly with wide eyes.

Now things have gone more than she could have imagined.

Click-

With the sound of a shutter, Lorne looked at the photo he had taken with satisfaction, and the composition and tone were perfect.

"I didn't expect the two of them to get to this point. "

Lorne said with a shrug.

In the distance, Harley was completely dumbfounded.

That soft touch, you can't go wrong-

My first kiss is gone?

Hallie froze straight in place like a rock, while Malfoy looked at her nervously.

"That's... You don't care, do you?"

He asked cautiously with a red face.

"I don't care..."

Harley muttered a little distracted.

She was hit too hard today, first by Chohari and Cedric, and then by Malfoy...

Thinking of the scene just now, Harley only felt her stomach churning.

"You're really not there—"

"Draco Malfoy, looks like you're mentally healed?"

Before Malfoy could finish speaking, a kind voice behind him instantly made him freeze.

When he slowly turned around, he saw Headmaster Dumbledore with semicircular eyes.

Dumbledore looked at the two young wizards in front of him with a smile on his face.

It was clear that the scene between the two of them was going on under his watchful eye.

Ron, who was following Dumbledore, looked at the two with a complicated expression.

He really didn't know, so he left for a short while, what happened to these two people?

"Headmaster Dumbledore is here, and it looks like Hagrid's position should be kept. "

Lorne looked at the white-robed old wizard in front of him and chuckled at Hermione.

"But will the price paid by Harley be too great?"

Hermione asked aloud.

"Looking at the appearance of Harley in the back, the price paid is indeed quite large. "

Lorne replied after a moment's thought.

.........

The two of them didn't get involved in the rest of the matter, because the sky behind them gradually became overcast, and it rained lightly again.

Considering that the other self was eating in the auditorium, the two went directly back to the room where they were answered.

A magic wand lit the fire in the cozy cabin, and the somewhat gloomy room gradually warmed up.

Miss Hermione took off her small leather shoes, stepped on a pair of black stockings, and threw herself directly on the soft bed.

Her brown eyes narrowed in comfort.

Since using the time turner, she and Lorne have never stayed up late, going to bed before 9 p.m. every day.

"Would you like something to drink?"

Lorne hung Slytherin's green robes on a hanger and turned to Hermione as she lay on the bed.

"Hot Milk~"

Hermione replied lazily.

There were still a lot of supplies in this room, most of which were taken from Lorne's Divine Space.

Because it is protected by a magic spell, there is no need to worry about the food going bad.

"Get up, my little witch!"

Lorne looked at the little feet in black stockings and scratched them twice with a quill with a smile on his face.

"W-itchy!"

Miss Hermione felt the touch of her little feet and couldn't help but glance back at him.

Lorne will always have all sorts of tricks to play against her.

Gathered around the table in front of the fire, Hermione took a sip of a steaming cup of hot milk.

Sweet, with a strong honey aroma.

The rain gently beat against the windows with a crisp and pleasant sound, and the fire crackled.

Lorne picked up a quill pen and dipped it in some ink, and then scribbled a series of beautiful letters on the paper.

"What are you writing about?"

Hermione, who was sitting across from her, asked curiously.

"I'm going to write a letter to Sirius. "

Lorne said as he handed the picture he had taken this afternoon to the puzzled little witch.

The above is exactly the picture of Hallie and Malfoy.

"I wonder what Sirius will think when he sees it?"

Hermione chuckled.

You must know that Sirius is Harry's godfather, if he sees his godson being killed by a wizard...

Thinking of this, the little witch couldn't help but laugh.

Although Harry was indeed miserable, wasn't his joy built on the misery of others.

Hermione propped her face in her hands, and her brown eyes looked at Lorne as he was writing a letter.

That handsome face looked attractive in the candlelight.

"You're mine..."

The little witch whispered to herself.

The voice was so soft, so light that she couldn't even hear it.

After Lorne placed the letter in the envelope, he looked up at Hermione across from him.

"I'm asleep again..."

He shook his head with a smirk.

Looking at Miss Granger, who was sleeping with her arms on her back, Lorne walked over and gently picked her up.

"Hmm. "

Hermione couldn't help but squeeze into his arms, as if trying to find a warm place.

Lorne laid his little girlfriend on the bed and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Good night. He said softly.

The room fell silent to the sound of raindrops.

.........

Bright sunlight shines on the streets of Diagon Alley.

A black dog carried an envelope from the Akali Magical Pharmacy and headed straight for the alley of Tumbledown Alley.

This letter was sent to him by Lorne from Hogwarts.

Rounding the large expanse of the collapsed house, the black dog finally stopped at a luxurious house.

"Good morning, Morris. "

Sirius disarmed his Animagus and greeted Maurice.

Immediately afterward, he walked into the room, which was guarded by a group of werewolves.

"I wonder what Lorne sent me?"

Sirius curiously opened the envelope, revealing a letter and several photographs.

"Photos?"

He glanced at it curiously, and then froze.

He knew the bespectacled girl above, and Harry had shown him what it looked like after drinking the potion.

But who is the pale blonde wizard on the other side?

Certainly not Lorne.

Thinking of this, Sirius hurriedly picked up the letter.

After reading it, he fell silent.

The next moment, Sirius ran to Tom's office.

Tom gritted his teeth at the look of surprise.

"Let's attack Malfoy Manor next!"