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

Looking at Hermione, who was still angry about the love letter, Lorne touched her little head.

These love letters had been sent in a flood almost every day since the Quidditch match had ended, and even his owls had begun to complain.

Until now, he is still eating sausages on the table and refuses to leave, as if he wants to make up for himself.

No way, it's so tiring to be Lorne's owl – especially in the last few days.

"Ahh

Ron lay on the table and looked enviously at the table full of love letters, but unfortunately none of them belonged to him.

And in his hand, Spotted, who had been cast an amnesia spell, was nibbling on peanuts as if nothing had happened, and it seemed that he had forgotten all about that day in his mind.

"Just think about it, Ron. "

Harry patted his best friend on the shoulder sympathetically and comforted.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes.

After sending off their overworked owls, several people prepared to go to the classroom of the Demon History class.

The professor of this class was still Cuthbert Binns, the oldest class, and it was the only course in which Lorne did not get an O's.

Professor Binns's class was still so boring, he picked up the history of magic textbook in his hand and read it, just like Lockhart had done before.

After a while, there was already a sound of snoring on the steps below.

Lorne lay directly on Miss Hermione's shoulder, the tip of his nose wrapped around the scent of jasmine, which emanated from his brown curls, as always.

Miss Hermione felt a hot exhale from her neck, and she couldn't help but feel itchy.

She didn't push Lorne away, though, and Miss Hermione liked it.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she took the dexterous quill pen and wrote beautiful notes on the paper.

Those are all the main points of Professor Binns's lectures, but most people don't record them.

After finishing her magical history lesson, Hermione gathered up her notes and reached out to pinch the tip of Lorne's tall nose.

"Is class over?"

Lorne rubbed his eyes and sat up only to realize that the old ghost had long since lost sight.

Looks like it's been a long time since class was over.

"Let's go, Mr. Geralt, we're going to lunch now!"

Miss Granger said softly with a light smile.

......

The Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"Lorne, come over here!"

Just as Lorne sat down, a voice stopped him.

When he looked up, he saw Fred and George, who were waving at him, two men with mysterious smiles on their faces, looking at him with a smile.

What's the situation?

Lorne was a little confused, but he pulled the little witch over.

"What's the matter, you two are laughing so happily?"

As soon as he sat down, Fred handed him a letter.

After reading the letter, Miss Hermione subconsciously half-narrowed her eyes.

Someone else wants to send a love letter to Lorne through Fred, right?

Fortunately, the letter was signed by Albus Dumbledore.

Headmaster Dumbledore?

Lorne picked up the envelope and looked at it with some confusion, he didn't understand why Dumbledore was sending him a letter?

"Don't look at us, we don't understand, Professor Dumbledore gave it to you. "

George shrugged as he noticed Lorne's gaze.

"Hurry up and open it and take a look!"

Fred couldn't help but urge with curiosity.

Lorne also opened the letter directly with curiosity, and swept it at a glance, and there were only a few short sentences inside.

The letter stated that he would have time to go to the principal's office, but the reason was not written.

However, he could also guess what the reason might be - it was nothing more than killing the Dementors at a Quidditch match the other day.

After all, those Dementors are the gatekeepers of Azkaban, and they can be said to have a cooperative relationship with the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic provided the prisoners for them to suck on, and the Dementors guarded the prisoners for them.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the dementor in his divine power space.

Judging by the terms of this cooperation, they should be intelligent in their race.

But I don't know why the one in my space is stupid, and I can't ask a rough idea.

After handing the letter to Miss Granger, who was also curious next to him, Lorne ordered a hot steak and took a bite with a silver fork.

After a brief lunch, he said goodbye to a few people.

Because he was only invited to the letter, it meant that the little witch could not go with him.

Walking up the twisting spiral staircase, I followed the route I remembered and soon came to the principal's office.

There are also two statues sitting at the door of the headmaster's office, and they need to answer the password to open the door.

"Cockroach pile. "

Lorne whispered the password on the note, and the next moment the original plane began to rotate.

Soon, a circular staircase appeared in front of him.

"That's an interesting password..."

He had seen the cockroach pile in the candy store of Honey Gongjue, it was a candy similar to a cockroach, but the appearance was too disgusting, so the purchase was not very large.

As the staircase slowly swirled up, a gorgeous carved door appeared in front of Lorne, and when he pushed it open, it was the headmaster's room.

It's just that the moment he pushed the door open, he was slightly stunned.

For there was not only Headmaster Dumbledore, but also a man in a dark green coat, pinstriped robes, and a bowler hat.

That face, he'd seen it in the Daily Prophet.

That is, the current Minister of the Ministry of Magic - Cornelius Oswald Fudge!

Fudge is actually here, is it really the last time?

The corners of Lorne's mouth furrowed, and he already had a guess in his heart.

It's just a minister of the Ministry of Magic, and in his eyes he's nothing more than a clown, and a clown who is about to become a stepping stone.