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

The wind swept the torrential rain and slammed it violently on the patterned glass, making a fierce sound, and the thunder outside the window also fainted.

Inside a cosy cottage with a room for requirement.

The fire in the fireplace flickered and brought a touch of warmth to the gloomy surroundings.

"Divine Guard!"

A pleasant voice chanted a spell in the room, and slender fingers flicked the wand.

The pale silver light flashed and was fleeting like a firefly that had been extinguished in an instant.

Failed again...

The little witch looked at the dull tip of the staff, and continued to recall the happy moments in her heart without being discouraged.

But – there were so many happy moments.

As long as it's a memory of being with Lorne, she'll be happy.

"What was the happy moment you remembered when you cast the spell?"

With another failure, Hermione couldn't help but ask curiously to the blonde wizard who was drinking tea on the other side.

Happy moments?

Lorne took a sip of hot black tea, remembering the scene when he cast the Divine Guard, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled slightly.

"The happiest time I felt was when I met you for the first time at Mr. Ovan Led's wand shop. "

He chuckled.

When we first met?

Hermione blinked her beautiful eyes, and her mind couldn't help but recall the scene.

A handsome little wizard with blond hair, with a wand in his hand, sketching a golden tree with golden leaves scattered in midair...

At that time, she was a little obsessed with it as soon as she pushed the door in.

It was the first time Hermione felt her blush and her heart beat faster, and it was hard to forget.

"I'll try again!"

Hermione's brown eyes half-narrowed, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly as she waved her slender wand in her hand.

The memories in my mind are also frozen in that day.

"Divine Guard!"

With a whisper, a silvery-white glow appeared on the tip of the wand, this time not as faint as the previous ones, but not as large as the previous ones.

At least there is still a long way to go before condensing into the patron saint of his heart.

"Yes, it's already very good!"

Lorne reached out and stroked her brown curls, exclaiming.

You must know that Professor Flitsch, who is a dueling master, also spent two or three days practicing to complete the Divine Guardian.

In comparison, Miss Hermione was able to emit a faint light in just three hours, and at this rate, she would definitely be able to condense the Patronus in two days.

Although it can't be compared to Lorne, after all, the magic in his body is different from other wizards.

"Really?"

The little witch looked at him suspiciously, but she knew that her little boyfriend had learned it in just one afternoon.

"Why are you lying to you..."

Lorne smirked the tip of her little nose.

He found that Miss Granger always subconsciously compared him in various ways.

At this moment, Hermione put her wand on the table, yawned slightly over her small mouth, and there was a trace of crystal tears in the corner of her eye.

"Sleepy?"

Lorne chuckled.

After three hours of practice, it's now around 11 p.m.

According to the usual time, the current Miss Beaver has long been sleeping sweetly with her own exclusive pillow.

"Hmm..."

Hermione held out her hands to Lorne, who was sitting across from her, with a faint flush on her face.

Seeing this action, he immediately understood.

Lorne walked over and gently picked up the little witch, then walked slowly to the soft bed.

Her little feet in black stockings were swinging in mid-air, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Good night, dear Miss Granger. "

Lorne chuckled and kissed her smooth forehead, and with a crisp snap of his fingers, the candle flame in the room went out in an instant, leaving only the warm fire that was burning.

"Good night!"

Hermione raised the corners of her mouth in response.

.........

"The most effective way to deal with these feathers is to cast a silence spell on their throats, Professor Lupin!"

Hermione, dressed in a black shirt, answered Lupin's question with her little head raised like a haughty little swan.

"Miss Granger, Gryffindor plus ten points for your cleverness!"

Lupin smiled and nodded.

As the words fell, he reached out and lifted a piece of red cloth behind him, revealing a large iron birdcage.

Inside the cage is a strange-looking, brightly feathered bird creature.

That's what this practical lesson is about, Wicked Woman!

Although the Wicked Lady Bird may seem pleasing to the eye at first glance, its song will eventually make those who hear it lose their minds!

Interestingly, however, the bird can be kept as a pet – provided that the Silence Charm is cast.

And apparently as a specimen of the practical lesson, this evil woman bird was not bound by the silence charm to its throat.

"You have to be careful with their singing, because before you know it, you're in a mess. "

Professor Lupin explained to the curious little wizards in front of him.

The red cloth that obscured the view disappeared, and the evil woman bird looked at the little wizard in the room and subconsciously started to start his own song.

With a shrill sound, Lorne covered his ears with one hand and snapped his fingers with the other.

The silence spell inside the magic ring was activated instantly, even faster than Lupin, who was flicking his wand.

"Oh, you've all experienced it before, I don't want to hear that sound a second time!"

Lupin said, shaking his swollen head.

As a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts, he didn't just lecture on textbooks like Lockhart, and Lupin wanted the young wizards to experience it for themselves rather than the theory.

"Plus, Geralt did a great job - Slytherin plus ten!"

Lupin chuckled and nodded at Lorne.

It was clear that he had just seen that the Silence Charm had been cast by the blonde wizard.

But - instead of using a wand, a spell was cast with the ring on the finger?

This is really a strange alchemy item.

Lupin looked at the patterned ring on Lorne's finger thoughtfully.

He noticed that Miss Granger also had one on her middle finger.

Well, a young couple in love.

I don't know why, he always has a sour feeling.