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

"Gryffindor - plus ten!"

As the words fell, Harry, who had already lowered his head, instantly raised his head.

Are you sure you said that sentence just now?

His emerald green eyes were full of doubt.

Snape didn't deduct points, and even added 10 points to him?!

No, he obviously didn't drink the mother's drowning spring today?

"Teach... Professor?"

Harry looked at Snape, hesitant to ask.

"Mr. Potter, you can sit down, and watch your crucible run dry. "

Snape said in a somewhat hoarse voice, narrowing his eyes half-squinting.

And Lily, who was sitting in the first row, was still looking at him with complicated eyes.

in the corner.

"Professor Snape didn't deduct Harry's points?"

Hermione blinked her eyes wide and muttered to herself in some confusion.

"yes, it's weird. "

Lorne chimed in as he placed the soaked wormwood in Hermione's cauldron.

Of course he knew why Snape wouldn't deduct Harry's points.

The new Slytherin witch was Harry's mother, Snape's favorite person.

It's strange that he can deduct Harry's points in front of Lily.

"Professor Snape is really strange today..."

The girl shrugged and whispered.

Towards noon, Professor Snape left the classroom with the new Slytherin witch.

The little wizards also breathed a sigh of relief, every time they went to Snape's class, there was always an inexplicable sense of oppression, which made everyone fearful.

I'm afraid I'll be named like Harry.

Walking out of the basement in the bright sunlight, Lorne tugged at the scarf around his neck.

The snow had stopped falling outside, and the blue sky was covered with a sea of clouds, which looked very beautiful.

Hermione took Lorne's hand and strolled down the long bridge.

In front of them were Harry and Ron, who were still talking about today's lesson.

Discussing why Snape didn't deduct Harry's points, but instead added ten points to him.

"How do I know why..."

Harry answered Ron's question with a bit of a headache.

yes, why—he couldn't figure it out himself!

Obviously, Niang didn't drink the spring, why did she suddenly add ten points?

"Why do you want to do so much, why don't you have this time to review for the end-of-semester exams? "

Hermione said a little speechless in the back.

These two people will always rack their brains for a long time in some useless aspects, and in the end they will find nothing.

"End-of-semester exams?!"

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Miss Jack-of-all-trades, it's winter—there's still a long way to go until the end of the semester!"

"We're not going to be stupid enough to spend the whole winter in the library!"

Hermione hugged Lorne's arm, too lazy to bother him.

"Hey, Lorne, do you want to go to Hearthstone tomorrow in Hogsmeade Village?"

Seeing that Hermione didn't bother to reply, Ron couldn't help but ask Lorne.

Hearthstone competition?

"Fred, did they hold a Hearthstone competition?"

Lorne asked, a little confused.

Why didn't he get any news here.

"It's not Fred's organisation, it's a group of young wizards spontaneously, and the venue is at the pig's head bar. "

Ron pulled a stack of cards out of his pocket and smirked.

"I feel like I'm going to get first place with these cards!"

"Can you still sign up now?" Harry on the side was also interested.

As one of Fred's first clients, Harry was also interested in Hearthstone.

"Of course, Lorne, are you coming?"

Ron nodded, then asked Lorne.

"I'll forget it, I'll go shopping for some clothes with Miss Hermione tomorrow. "

Lorne waved his hand in decline.

And Hermione, who was holding his arm, couldn't help but blink her brown eyes when she heard this.

A hint of warmth flashed in his eyes.

"Going to buy clothes again?" Ron hugged the cauldron and looked at the young couple a little speechlessly, "As long as you go to Hogsmeade Village, you two will definitely go to the clothing store." "

"Do you buy so many clothes to wear?"

"No way, after all, every time I go to their store, there is always a batch of new goods. "

Lorne shrugged and chuckled.

"Forget it, I'd better go to the Hog's Head Bar with Harry and Neville. "

Ron shook his head and said helplessly.

After lunch in the Great Hall, Lorne and Hermione parted ways with Harry.

Since the few of them didn't have classes in the afternoon, Lorne was going to take Hermione to Hagrid's cabin.

Harry, on the other hand, was on his way to the training ground to practice Quidditch, and he heard that Ron was going to pick a Quidditch spot - and he didn't know if he would be able to make it.

With little feet on the thick snow, Hermione walked in front of Lorne with a smile on her lips.

The amethyst on the earrings sparkles and stands out against the white snow.

Lorne followed the girl, looking at her with a smile.

I have to say that Miss Granger is really cute now, with a delicate face and white skin...

"Why are you walking so slowly?"

Hermione trotted over and grabbed the arm that was holding him tightly with her little hand.

"Because in—"

"Because you're looking at me?"

Before Lorne could answer, Hermione spoke first, a smile on her lips.

"Clever. "

Lorne smirked.

"Mr. Geralt is also very good-looking. "

Hermione raised her head, her brown eyes looked at the handsome face, and said softly,

"I've heard Lee Jordan say that there are a lot of little witches in Slytherin who send you love letters, but you don't get them back. "

"Love letters?"

Lorne thought for a moment, as if Malfoy had complained to him about it the other day.

"You know, the two of us spend every day in the Room of Need, and we haven't been back to the dorm this semester. "

"Naturally, I don't know about those love letters. "

Lorne replied with the corners of his mouth raised.

"And even if you send love letters, it's useless, after all, you're the only one I like. "

"You know what, dear Miss Granger. "

He whispered.

"What?"

Hermione asked, curling the corners of her mouth.

"By now - I even have the name of the child. "

Lorne looked down at her with a smile in his pale blue eyes.

Then I slowly leaned over...

And the girl also subconsciously slowly closed her eyes.

(Ahem - daily begging for flowers, asking for tickets, and I'm really out of stock - sorry!)