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

"It's—what a surprise. "

Lorne held the letter in his hand, the sleepiness in his eyes had long since dissipated, and his handsome face was slightly complicated.

I drank a cup of coffee and was not as energetic as I am now.

Receiving such a letter early in the morning was not only a surprise, but even a little frightened.

It seems that the parents are ready to meet two days later.

Fold the letter in his hand and toss it into the whirlpool, Lorne drank the rest of the coffee, then held his hand on the side of his face and half-narrowed his eyes.

He was pondering Mr. Granger's strategy, which Miss Granger had told him in the evening.

The breeze slowly blew through the crack in the door, slowly blowing the wind chimes hanging in the air, making a pleasant sound.

Tom poked his head out from behind the cushions on the sofa, glanced at his owner in a daze in the mild sun, and then yawned lazily.

Speaking of which, it seems like it has been a long time since he has seen his friend, the little frog that brought him into the world.

Don't know where to go?

Forget it, the owner is not in a hurry, and it has nothing to rush about.

Thinking of this, Tom found a comfortable position and fell asleep facing the warm early sun.

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The two days passed quickly, especially when I was a little nervous.

In order to welcome today's arrival, Lorne deliberately cleaned the entire potion shop.

It's just a matter of waving the wand a few times, and it's not time-consuming.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning.... It should be almost there, right?"

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, Lorne muttered to himself.

Yesterday the little witch sent him another letter, saying that she had arrived in Diagon Alley this morning.

And the location of Diagon Alley wasn't that far away for Miss Granger, and it wasn't a waste of time.

Thinking of this, Lorne turned his head to look at Tom who was reading a magazine with his legs crossed, and shook his head with a smile,

Now Tom is in front of them without any disguise.

"Tom, you look at the house, I'll go out!"

Lorne put on a shirt and turned his head to the laid-back Tom and shouted.

As the words fell, Tom peeked his little head out from behind the magazine and nodded quickly.

Jingle bell~

As the patterned wooden door collided against the wind chimes, Lorne's figure had already stepped out of the potion shop.

Stroll through the bustling streets towards the location of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

After all, the only formal entrance to Diagon Alley is the corner of the garbage can at the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

If Hermione was coming, he would be the first to find out.

On top of that, Lorne learns from the little witch that Mr. Granger is interested in the drinks at that bar.

Inside the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

As soon as you step into this somewhat old-fashioned bar, the lively atmosphere is immediately surging.

The wizards sat at the long table, chatting and chatting over mead, and the waiters were busy walking through the crowd.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Geralt?"

A slightly smiling, greasy voice rang out from behind the counter, it was a very old man with a hunchback whose hair was almost stripped and toothless.

He is the owner of this historic bar, and people call him Little Tom.

"Good morning, Mr. Tom. "

Lorne smiled and said hello.

I have to say that he also found that there are really a lot of people named Tom around him.

For example, the Slytherin senior, Tom Riddle, and his pet cat, Tom -

It's a name that's all too common in England, and it also has a very mundane feel.

"Would you like a glass of mead—more honey, of course? "

Boss Tom wiped the table with a rag and said with a greasy smile.

As the owner of the bar, he had long figured out what type of drink this regular customer liked.

"—then have a drink. "

Lorne raised an eyebrow and whispered.

With a golden mead, he randomly found a spot where he could observe the doorway.

As soon as he picked up the mead in his hand, Lorne was stunned by his movements.

I saw a father and daughter walking in the direction of the door, and the little girl in it was a little fluffy brown curly hair.

It was Mr. Granger and Miss Granger who had rushed over.

Arrived so soon?

Lorne was about to raise his hand when Hermione on the other side noticed him.

There was a flash of joy in those brown eyes.

"Lorne!"

The girl shouted softly, and then walked slowly with her father.

"Good morning, Mr. Granger - and... Hermione. "

Lorne placed the mead in his hand on the wooden table beside him, stood up and greeted him with a smile.

looks very polite, but the heart is panicked.

No way, although I have talked to Mr. Granger before, but this time the meaning is different - this is also a meeting with the parents.

"Good morning, Lorne. "

Mr. Granger looked at the blonde boy in front of him, nodded slightly, and smiled in response.

It's been three years since we first met, and the blonde boy in front of me has gradually grown up.

"I heard Hermione say - you... We're dating, aren't we?"

Remembering what Hermione had said on the way home, Mr. Granger looked at him and asked softly.

In fact, he has had some speculations about his daughter's relationship with Lorne since the last time he went to the train station on vacation.

So deep down, I wasn't too surprised - the main thing was that he still felt very good about this blonde boy.

Whether it's etiquette or words and deeds.

And the other party is still an orphan -

"Yes, Mr. Granger, the two of us are indeed dating. "

Lorne nodded and replied softly.

There was no hiding or hesitation in the tone.

"Hmm. "

Mr. Granger was not surprised by this answer.

Or rather, he had been mentally prepared before he was here.

However, Lorne on the other side glanced at Hermione with some incomprehension.

What does this 'um' mean?

Agreed?

Noticing her boyfriend's gaze, Hermione also shook her head a little embarrassed.

said she didn't know either.

"I've been preparing for the relationship between the two of you for a long time, um- at least I'm not against it. "

Mr. Granger glanced at Hermione, who was a little nervous, and a smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke softly.

"After all, Lorne is still a very good kid. "

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