Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

Tom’s ability is still very strong.

Only half a month had passed, and the entire overturned alley of werewolves had come to his side.

Personality charm and other aspects are naturally needless to say.

Otherwise, he would not have become the second generation Dark Lord.

Diagon Alley.

Akali’s Potions Shop.

Lorne was sitting on the counter with his chin propped up in boredom, looking at Lockhart’s biography on the table.

Next to him, there was also a cup of herbal tea with a straw plugged in.

Since the leaves of mandrake are still in the mouth, you can only drink herbal tea in this straw way.

It’s been about half a month so far, and Tom and Morris occasionally come to the store to report on the current situation, but they don’t come often, because they usually live on the other side of Overturned Alley.

“Gooo

With an owl call, the wooden door with wind chimes hanging in front of the potions shop was pushed open.

Coming in was the same owl that Lorne had bought with Hermione in his first year.

“Woooo

Lorne took out a bag of owl-specific food and put it on a small plate.

This was originally for frog cubs, but just the other day, he went on a trip again.

The photos have not yet been sent.

After seeing the food on the plate, the white-feathered owl immediately dropped the letters and daily newspapers on its feet on the counter in front of Lorne, and then jumped over to eat the food.

Lorne picked up the two envelopes on the table and looked at them, one from dear Miss Granger and the other from Fred.

He had been writing and chatting with Hermione ever since the holidays.

After all, there are no telephones available on this side of Diagon Alley.

Answering Miss Hermione’s thoughts with a quill pen, she turned to look at the envelope sent by the Weasley brothers.

The family had just returned from a journey over the pyramid and were now preparing to invite Lorne to the Burrow together.

After writing the two replies, Lorne handed it to the owl who had finished breakfast.

As the wind chimes rang again, the owl left the potions store with two letters.

Lorne took a sip of black tea and turned to glance at the Daily Prophet, which had been set aside.

However, it was this glance that made him suddenly stunned.

[Sirius Black, the first Death Eater to escape from Azkaban, please be safe, wizards!] 】

Sirius Black?

Lorne took the straw out of his mouth and looked carefully at the issue of the newspaper.

In the center of this issue of the newspaper, a man with a beard and messy hair is drawn.

He was holding a sign with his name on it in his hand, and he kept roaring, and several Aurors were blocking him.

Underneath this dynamic photo is the life and work of Sirius Black.

“Will blow up an entire street with a blasting curse, which led to the death of the hero Peter Pettigrew?”

Lorne whispered, and the mandrake in his mouth almost fell out.

He then threw the newspaper straight into the trash.

Lorne, who had an impression, knew that Sirius Black had just been wronged, and the real culprit had long since become an oily rat.

Is this the consequence of Animagus not registering?

Lorne couldn’t help but think.

If Animagus had been registered, Sirius would not have been able to escape.

Lorne also had a rough guess about where Sirius could go.

Privet Road.

After all, Sirius was Harry’s godfather!

Or – go check it out?

Lorne couldn’t help but think with a mandrake.

The last few days have been really boring, especially after resurrecting Tom.

I originally expected to spend a vacation time in Tumbling Alley, but I didn’t expect Tom to directly kill everything.

It’s really worthy of Senior Tom.

It is not for nothing that he can become Voldemort in the future.

What’s more, he remembered that Sirius’ main purpose in getting out of prison this time was to hunt down Peter Pettigrew.

Maybe try to get in touch with Sirius Black.

Lorne took a sip of black tea and had an idea in mind.

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Four days later in the night.

Little Whiggin District, Privet Road, Surrey.

Lorne covered his somewhat dizzy head and walked out of the taxi.

Perhaps the horse charm had been worn for too long, and when he first got into the taxi, he remembered that he was sick.

No way, Kamui’s ability needs to have a specific spatial positioning, and his horse charm is handed over to Tom for safekeeping.

So I had to endure it all the way.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far.

Lorne leaned against a streetlamp and calmed his dizziness.

Then set his eyes on this privet road.

The surrounding buildings are all double-storey detached cottages, which are not as large as his residence.

On both sides of the neat street, two rows of dim street lamps illuminate the surrounding darkness.

Lorne even saw the two-story house at four Privet Road, where Harry currently lives.

But he didn’t have time to go to Harry right now.

Open the compass on your wrist, and the pointer quickly points in a direction, and it is constantly changing positions.

This means that what Lorne is looking for is nearby.

Because if the distance is too far, the object moves a short distance, and the pointer will not change much.

And swinging wildly like this now means Sirius Black is nearby.

“Found you.”

Following the direction of the pointer, Lorne crossed a silent square.

When he arrived near a sewer pipe, he noticed that the pointer float on his wrist had begun to grow.

In the sewers?

Lorne looked at this dark little waterway crossing and pondered for a while.

Has Sirius fallen to this point?

He couldn’t help but laugh.

The scapegoat hides in the sewers, and the real culprit is carrying his reputation and becoming a rat to live freely.

This is really —

Taking out the wand around his waist, Lorne slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened it again.

Those pale blue eyes had turned into a scarlet sickle kaleidoscope.