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

That unconscionable frog cub is finally coming back?

Lorne took a bite of the small cake that Miss Granger had handed him and thought quietly.

You must know that the frog cub has been traveling for a long time before the start of school, and it has been almost a month and a half now, and a single photo has not been sent back during this period.

He almost thought something might have happened to his frog cub.

But fortunately, a few photos have been sent back now, proving that nothing happened.

Lorne rubbed the little witch's brown curls and didn't let go until her eyes narrowed.

Sometimes teasing a lion cub must be done in moderation, otherwise it will be bitten.

These were all from the experience of being bitten many times, and several times he almost bit out his dragon scales.

A large field of candles hung in the air of the auditorium, and as the bright moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, it was pitch black outside, as if shrouded in the skirt of the goddess of the night.

Lorne pulled out three photos from his pocket, all three of which were group photos.

The first scene shows the frog cub standing on the head of a little girl wearing a hood, and the little girl below has her hands in the pockets of her sweatshirt, and her smile looks very bright.

Wait—have I ever seen this little girl?

Lorne was stunned when he saw the first one, how could it become more familiar the more he looked at it?

Thinking so, he subconsciously glanced at his chest.

There was an octagonal horse charm hanging there.

You're not going to that world again, are you?

"Well, a cute little girl... Isn't that your frog cub?"

Miss Hermione didn't know when she came over, and she blinked curiously with a pair of brown eyes.

When she saw the cute frog above the little girl's head, she immediately remembered Lorne's traveling frog cub.

It turned out that she really knew how to travel, and she thought that her boyfriend was perfunctory at that time.

"Yes, it's been almost two months since I was on a trip. "

Lorne didn't have much to hide, he laid the first picture on the table, and then looked at the second.

This one is a man in blue short sleeves, running with the little girl in tow, followed by a group of ninja-like pursuers, wrapped in black mist.

Seeing this one, the guess in Lorne's heart was finally confirmed.

The third picture is very ordinary, it is a picture with a white tiger, a frog cub wearing a ruffle hat sitting on top of the white tiger's head, and they are locked in a cage together.

What attracted people's attention was that in the eyes of this white tiger, there seemed to be another octagonal spell pattern.

Is this the spell you brought back this time?

Lorne thought expectantly.

The horse charm on his body now has helped him a lot, and it can even be said that if there was no horse charm, Senior Tom would still be dealing with the untamable werewolves in Tumbledown Alley by now.

Looking at the photo in my hand, there is also a string of numbers in the lower left corner representing the date of return.

The frog cubs will be back in two days.

At the same time, it will also bring the specialties of that world.

.........

Perhaps due to the influence of the Dementors, the gloomy weather had begun to rain heavily and the wind howled.

Under the command of the professor, the prefects of each year returned to their respective houses with the young wizards of their own houses.

"I'll see you on the eighth floor in a minute!"

Because of the guidance and roll call of the professors, the two of them could not be absent and went directly to the Room of Requirement.

Slytherin's common room.

The green hall was lit with candles, and a group of pure-blood wizards were still discussing the glory of the family as usual, or completing their homework for the semester...

After a brief rest, Lorne activated Shenwei directly in the bathroom.

At the beginning, he recorded a spatial coordinate on the eighth floor, so he could just teleport over.

There is a spell in the academy that prohibits the use of apparition, but it doesn't prevent him from using his kaleidoscope.

After all, these two are not the same thing.

As the space gradually distorted into a vortex, the next moment, Lorne's body appeared in front of the portrait of the troll on the eighth floor, which had been plunged into darkness.

Thinking about the room he needed, he walked back and forth three times.

The sleek door was popping up on the wall.

When he pushed the door open and walked in, the bright light made his eyes half-squint.

"Why did you come so early!"

A slightly flustered voice came into his ears, and Lorne subconsciously turned his head to look.

I saw the little witch holding the quilt in the corner of the wall, looking at him with a pair of brown eyes slightly wide open.

"I'm here... Isn't it time?"

Lorne looked at the crimson girl and walked over with a smile on his lips.

"Wait—what do you want to do!"

Hermione tugged at the soft quilt, as if it gave her a sense of security.

"Alright, you can hurry up and change your clothes. "

Lorne smiled and rubbed her little head, then walked into the bathroom.

Looking at the folded white shirt on the bed, he knew what Miss Hermione was doing.

It's not time yet, and if he's not careful, he'll probably become the youngest wizard in Azkaban.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the figure walk into the bathroom, but she didn't know why she felt a faint sense of loss in her heart.

When she had changed her clothes, the little witch knocked on the bathroom door.

"Wait a minute!"

The night was pitch black, and the fierce raindrops hit the glass with a muffled sound.

Lorne sat in a chair in his pajamas, holding a thick book in his hand.

Miss Granger on the other side was wearing a black sweatshirt and drinking hot black tea with a crimson face.

She was still thinking about that scene.

Thinking... Why didn't Lorne just pounce -

Thinking about it, she kicked Lorne under the table with her little foot in black stockings.

"What's wrong?" asked Lorne, a little confused.

"You... Have you learned to call the gods to protect you?"

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then asked softly.

"You mean that?"

Lorne smiled and cast a silvery-white glow with his wand, and a shrunken brontosaurus slowly appeared on the table.

He was now able to master this advanced spell completely.

"This is—your Animagus!"

Hermione propped up her face and poked the brontosaurus's little head with her hand curiously.

But the white slender fingers went straight through.

"I'll teach you tonight!"

Lorne chuckled as he put away his wand.

(I haven't finished reading the Kuluo card yet, and I'm waiting to travel a few times - squatting flowers, squatting monthly passes!)