Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

With a handful of hair on the little rat’s body, Lorne threw the spot to Ron.

I don’t know if the compound potion distinguishes between Peter Pettigrew or the mouse that Animagus turned into after this hair.

Thinking of this, Lorne held the hairy hand for a slight pause.

According to the “Power Elixir” in the forbidden section of the library, compound potions cannot be successfully transformed into animal hair.

At the same time, this change is also very risky, and it is easy to make yourself a ghost.

No, you have to be safe.

Thinking about it, Lorne threw the rat hair on the floor.

Looks like I’m going to go to the Gryffindor common room tonight to hypnotize this rat.”

With the magic of the Sharingan, he can easily control Spotted to change back into Pettigrew Peter.

Looking at Ron, who was holding and kissing Spot, Lorne felt a chill.

Thanks to everyone, everyone did not know that this rat was Pettigrew Peter became.

Otherwise….

Shaking his head, this thought was put aside and he quickly returned to the table to explain to Hermione the remaining potion materials.

He read not only black magic in the forbidden section, but also books on various aspects, such as astrology, potions, and various biographies.

Hermione, who was still a little puzzled, became flexible in her thinking under Lorne’s explanation.

He really knows a lot.

Hermione looked at Lorne who was writing while speaking and couldn’t help but think.

She had been soaking in the library lately, and even Mrs. Pince was very familiar with Hermione.

The girl’s learning ability and self-control were amazing even to Mrs. Pince, who had been in charge of the library for so many years, and she had never seen such a studious wizard.

And the last time I met was a Slytherin wizard named Tom Riddle.

The two stayed from noon to night, and under the potion of the kind Madam Poppy Pomfrey, the injured Harry and Ron were finally able to go back to sleep.

And Lorne was at the top of the stairs with three people.

Looking at the departing Hermione, Lorne thought for a moment and went straight back to the Slytherin common room.

Since today’s training match was a landslide victory over Ravan Claw, Flint, as captain, is celebrating.

After seeing Lorne, he quickly beckoned him to come to the party.

As the Seeker who found the Golden Snitch and ended the game early, Lorne naturally contributed a lot.

Especially with the loss of a member of the Ravenclaw Seekers!

This is so much in line with Flint’s Quidditch style!

“Here, Butterbeer, got it for a premium from the Three Broomsticks Bar in Hogsmeade!”

Young wizards under the third grade are not allowed to drink, but no one will stick to those rules.

Lorne took the bubble-filled butterbeer and took a sip.

The taste is weird, but it’s not unacceptable.

After a few simple drinks, Lorne said goodbye to the group of wizards who were gradually turning to pure-blood.

Night is coming.

An oil lamp lit up in the silent corridor, and Lorne came to the painting of the fat lady on the eighth floor, and the fat lady was already asleep at this time.

You can even hear the snoring sound coming from the painting.

He tried to light his steps as much as possible and not disturb the fat lady who was guarding the door.

The scythe in his eye began to turn, and as the surrounding space began to swirl into his right eye, Lorne’s himself was hidden into a different space.

With the fingertips gently touching the stone door, but like a layer of phantom, nothing touched and passed directly through.

This is the first time he has used this ability.

I didn’t expect to be able to really walk through the stone wall.

When Lorne’s whole person disappeared in front of the stone door, the fat lady rubbed her eyes and looked at the painting twice, and there was nothing abnormal.

When Lorne opened his eyes again, he was already in the Gryffindor common room.

The décor in pale red tones and the furniture in various warm tones give a warm feeling, and the Slytherin common room is completely two extremes.

The fire in the lounge was still burning, and Lorne remembered Harry telling him his room number.

Even Hermione’s room number he remembered.

Finding the side where the boys lived, Lorne carried the oil lamp to find Harry and Ron’s dormitory.

As the blur activated, a figure hidden in the darkness sneaked into the bedroom.

When he reappeared, the oil lamp in his hand had been thrown into the alien space by Lorne.

“Pettigrew Peter.”

Coming to Ron’s window, a fat mouse who was sleeping soundly was lying next to Ron’s pillow.

Reaching out to quickly catch the sleeping mouse, Lorne took advantage of Pettigrew Peter’s lack of reaction and entered the alien space again.

When it reappeared, it was already in the bathroom on the third floor.

He threw the sleeping fat mouse on the ground, but still did not wake up.

Vigilance is too poor!

It seems that in the past few years of the Weasley family, Peter Pettigrew has completely lost his alertness.

“Wake up, Peter Pettigrew!”

Lorne wore a mask on his face and kicked it with his toes.

Still no response.

“Sirius is here!”

“Squeak!”

After Lorne shouted these words, Peter Pettigrew immediately woke up.

However, when he turned to look at the mysterious man standing in front of him, a pair of rotating red eyes came into view.

Before he could say a word, the entire rat was controlled by Lorne.

“Untie your Animagus shapeshift!”

Lorne gave the order.

“Squeak.”

As the body of the mouse began to swell, soon a naked pettigrew Peter appeared in front of him.

The short body, the ugly face, and above all, the sparse messy hair was too greasy.

“Hurry up and wash your hair over there!”

Lorne couldn’t stand it and pointed directly to the tub on the side.

No way, the compound potion must need items such as the hair of the deformed person, and he doesn’t want to add such oily hair materials on the spot.

After Peter Pettigrew followed the order to wash his hair, Lorne pulled a handful of hair, and Peter Pettigrew subconsciously grinned in pain, and his eyes were filled with tears.

Because one stick may not be enough, prepare more in case you don’t need it.

After getting the hair, Lorne remembered Professor Quirrell, who taught at Hogwarts… and Senior Tom in the back of his head.

“My Pettigrew Peter is here.”