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

It was the blonde wizard who brought her back to life!

Lily finally had him in her mind.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Lorne who answered the question.

Was his name Geralt?

And still Snape's students...

There was no way, Lily could only see Harry in Potions class, so as long as she was in class, she kept her eyes on her son, and she had no time to pay attention to the others.

The rest of the time, he spent time in Snape's office, watching previous issues of the Daily Prophet to learn about what had happened in the past decade or so.

Snape wouldn't bother her, just silently brewing potions in the corner.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Snape with an emerald green gaze, and opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

Can't you really tell his name and identity...

Lily remembered what this Geralt had said, and that control of her body had always been in the hands of the other party.

At this time, Lorne, who had already finished answering the question, was just about to sit down when he noticed Lily's gaze.

I found out...

Lorne smiled and nodded at her, then sat down in his place.

It was as if it were just a friendly greeting.

"Obviously, I raised my hand first..."

The little witch couldn't help but grumble softly.

She had already raised her hand, and Snape actually called Lorne beside her.

"There's no way around it... Who made you too clever - if Gryffindor didn't have you, it would still be the bottom one. "

Lorne touched her little head and comforted.

"Forget it, I'm used to it. "

Speaking of the house rankings, Hermione sighed helplessly.

Anyway, every year the lion cubs are at the bottom, and Miss Granger doesn't want to make unnecessary efforts anymore.

When she had finished complaining, the girl picked up the quill again and took notes seriously.

Although there are no points, the class still has to be listened to.

After all, this lesson is about the preparation of compound medicines.

.........

After class, Lorne and Hermione made their way up the spiral staircase to the eighth floor.

They weren't going to have dinner in the auditorium tonight.

"Good evening, fat lady. "

As he passed by Gryffindor's portrait, Lorne greeted him politely.

"Oh—Miss Granger, Mr. Geralt. "

It is clear that the fat lady remembers the little couple.

It's just that as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Hermione pulling Lorne and walking away.

"You two nasty ghosts..."

The fat lady muttered dissatisfiedly.

Hermione walked back and forth in front of the portrait three times when a glossy door emerged from the wall.

"Let's go, I'll make dinner tonight!"

The little witch said cheerfully.

"I'm looking forward to it. "

Lorne replied with a chuckle.

Once inside the cozy cabin, Lorne hung the two robes that had been placed in the space on a hanger.

Then help Hermione with some messy brown curls, tied into a low ponytail, looking full of vitality.

"Tom, good job. "

Lorne glanced at Tom who was watering the flowers with his wand in the corner, and couldn't help but whisper praise.

It seems that Tom is comfortable with some simple spells.

I'm afraid that even Harry and Ron may not be able to compare to this cat.

After hearing the owner's praise, Tom Cat also came out with a happy expression again.

"Wait for my dinner, Mr. Geralt!"

Hermione put on her pink apron and said confidently.

She has not been idle these days, and at night she is either studying divination or cooking.

After all, there is a ready-made teacher by your side.

After waiting for about half an hour, Lorne, who was sitting on the table drinking tea, gently shook the tip of his nose, and a strong aromatic smell came from the kitchen.

Even Tom couldn't help but drool.

"Looks like Miss Rabbit is doing a pretty good job. "

He took a sip of black tea and couldn't help but think of it with joy.

"It's time for dinner—"

Hermione came out of the kitchen, still holding a plate of steak with some honey drizzled on it.

From the outside, it's really good.

I just don't know what it tastes like.

"What does Mr. Geralt want to drink?"

Hermione asked softly with a wink of her beautiful eyes.

"I just drink black tea. "

Lorne raised the black tea in his hand, and replied with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Now in addition to chocolate milk, he drinks the most black tea.

And chocolate milk—Miss Hermione probably won't let him drink it.

"Come Tom, it's your share!"

Hermione pulled another one out of the kitchen and put it on Tom's plate with a light smile.

The fire in the fireplace was burning, and although winter had passed, the temperature inside was still a little cold.

"Looks like you're going to have to make dinner later. "

Lorne took a bite of the steak and couldn't help but compliment.

"If you want to eat it – I can always make it for you. "

Hermione said with her hands on her cheeks and a smile.

There was a flash of happiness in her brown eyes.

Forever, after all, there is still a long time to be with you!

The girl blushed and couldn't help but think.

.........

"It's just—unreasonable!"

Lorne, dressed in Slytherin robes, had just sat down at the Gryffindor table when he heard Harry on the other side blushing and yelling.

And by Harry's side, Ginny was still comforting him.

"What's wrong with him?"

Hermione asked, holding the book, a little curious.

"I don't know—"

"It's Headmaster Dumbledore. "

Before Lorne could finish his sentence, Fred on the side interrupted in a low voice.

"Headmaster Dumbledore just called Harry into the Headmaster's office, you know—he wanted to leave the Dursleys this summer. "

"Didn't Headmaster Dumbledore agree?"

Lorne asked, thoughtful.

"No, he refused Harry's request. "

George shook his head helplessly and said.

"Harry seems to have a spell that his mother cast before she died, but it only works if you are close to a similar bloodline, and unfortunately he has an aunt alive. "

"Voldemort is long dead, that spell is just too much!"

Harry couldn't help but whisper.

(That third watch - make up tomorrow!)