Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

Looking at the diary without any movement, Lorne narrowed his eyes.

It looks like Senior Tom is about to make a move.

“Let’s go first, and we’ll have to go to Lockhart’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class later.”

“Defense Against the Dark Arts is our favorite class!”

George and Fred looked at each other and said with a smile.

“Don’t you think his classes are too boring.” Hermione frowned when she heard this, “And he’s a narcissist who goes to class every day to talk about the texts of his biography.” ”

“Boring?”

Fred took out a witch card from his pocket and smiled.

“The two of us are not boring, after all, Lockhart doesn’t care what we do.”

A projection appeared on the witch card, smiling at Lorne and Hermione as they bowed in their long dresses.

Only in Lockhart’s class can the two of them unscrupulously research techniques and make cards.

Professors McGonagall, Snape, and Flitwick would not allow small movements.

After waving goodbye, Lorne and Hermione went to the Great Hall for lunch.

The afternoon class was herbology, so Hermione had to reluctantly separate from Lorne.

Since Harry and Ron drove and hit Willow the last time, Mrs. Sprout looked very bad.

Lorne had also heard Hermione say that Harry and Ron had kept their heads down almost the entire time during their herbology class, not daring to look at Mrs. Sprout.

The difficulty of the herb class is mainly based on the role of each plant and the way some dangerous plants that can kill wizards are coped.

As an excellent potions master, Lorne had long memorized the various effects of herbs.

This is the basic course for being a Potions Master.

In the wizarding world, you may see many Charm Masters, but Potions Masters are only a handful of them, and they can be imagined to be very difficult.

At present, Lorde knew and contacted only Snape.

“Root grass usually blooms at Christmas, and it is also the main ingredient for making palliatives!”

Lorne answered Mrs. Sprout’s question with a smile on his face.

“Perfect answer, it looks like your Potions class is very good.” Mrs. Sprout smiled and held out a finger and said, “Slytherin plus ten.” ”

“The main thing is that Professor Snape taught well.”

Lorne said modestly.

This is indeed the case, after all, without the notes Snape gave him, his current potions technique would be ordinary, and he would even have to spend a lot of time looking for errors in the textbook.

There were errors in the basic books for Potions lessons, which is why Snape abandoned the stupid book and went straight to it.

“Severus?”

Mrs. Sprout muttered softly.

She naturally knew how Snape was in the same class, after all, of all the courses, the potions class was the last thing young wizards wanted.

……

“Clean up!”

The green lawn was swept by a breeze, and Lorne put away the spell in his hand.

“Sit down, take a break.”

Hermione already had some beads of sweat on her forehead, and she put down the wand she was practicing in her hand.

Hermione had been able to release it so far, but she was still a little unskilled.

Tiptoeing into her Gryffindor robes, Miss Granger sat down on the grass against Lorne.

Today is a day off and the sun is shining.

So there are quite a few wizards playing or dating here.

In the sky, there are also wizards on brooms training in Quidditch, including Wood and Cedric.

Of course, there are two twins with dark eyes who follow Wood to train and fish, and Harry, who has been staring at Cedric.

As for the Slytherin team, they all train in the Quidditch arena and don’t come to the lawn.

Because the head of the little snake, Snape, holds the key to the Quidditch arena, it can be regarded as giving some benefits to his own team.

“Aren’t you hot and still wearing a robe?”

Lorne asked as he turned to the panting Miss Hermione.

So far, the temperature at Hogwarts has gradually returned, at least in the past few days, there have been no signs of snow or cloudy days.

“It’s a little hot.”

After thinking about it, Hermione took off her Gryffindor robe and put it on the side green.

Today’s Miss Hermione dress made Lorne shine.

Above is a white plaid shirt with a red and white tie, below is a knee-length pleated skirt, and a pair of gray-toned stockings and small leather shoes.

The two of them just lay on the lawn, talking and laughing about Harry and Cedric’s chase.

“I’m going to the bathroom!”

Hermione got up and picked up her robe and handed it to Lorne, saying softly.

“You help me get this robe.”

The wind had been a bit strong lately and it was still a little hot, so Hermione had to hand over her robes to Lorne to look after.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

Lorne took the robe and responded.

Miss Hermione then trotted all the way to the nearest bathroom at Hogwarts.

Lorne was a little bored looking at the chase in the sky, Harry was indeed talented, but Cedric was not bad.

In this game about love, Harry is likely to lose.

At this moment, his eyes were stunned.

There was a group of black-pressed creatures flying in the sky with bat-like wings, and he had seen them before.

Nightingale.

They flew to the Forbidden Forest.

Because of the condition that “you can only see death if you have seen it”, the little wizards cannot see this group of ominous creatures, and they are still talking and laughing.

“Can you see the Nightingale too?”

An ethereal voice sounded, and Lorne, who was lying on the lawn, moved his gaze upward.

Skirt…?

Before Lorne could take a closer look, the figure covered his skirt and crouched down.

Her waist-length blonde hair fell to the ground, and a pair of gray eyes looked at Lorne suspiciously, the carrot decoration on her ears floating in the breeze.

“Mr. Geralt?”

Luna tilted her head and exhaled softly.

She looked at Lorne in a daze with some incomprehension, not knowing what he was thinking.

“Luna?”

After seeing the face clearly, Lorne quickly came to his senses.

“Do you mean those horse-like creatures flying in the sky?”

Luna nodded when she heard this.

“Those are nightshades.”

“I know.” Lorne sat up and said softly, “Those creatures can only be seen by those who have seen death. ”

“I know…”

Luna nodded somewhat in a trance.

Her gray eyes looked at the Gryffindor robes beside Lorne.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.