Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

Looking at Hermione, who had her head buried in her arms, Lorne held her and slowly leaned against the wall.

That sentence had probably exhausted all of Hermione’s courage, and she hadn’t said a word until now.

Lorne opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

The two sides were silent in the bathroom.

“Have you ever thought of a Christmas present for me?”

Hermione asked, looking up.

Lorne could clearly see the tips of the other party’s red ears.

“To be honest, I haven’t thought about it yet.”

Lorne said truthfully.

He thought about it a few days ago, but that moment made him think about it in an instant.

“Do you want to know my gift?”

Hermione said softly.

Your gift?

Lorne was stunned, then nodded.

“Of course I want to know.”

“Then you close your eyes!”

Hermione’s brown eyes were half-squinted at Lorne’s face.

“Okay.”

Lorne obediently closed his eyes.

He wondered what Hermione could give him.

However, the familiar touch came in again, and Lorne’s body froze.

Brace?

This time he didn’t let Hermione run away dexterously.

Two minutes was enough time for Miss Hermione to glare at Lorne.

“Don’t you want to do it again, this is my gift to you.”

After that, Hermione stood up from Lorne’s arms and turned her head sideways not to look at him.

“Actually, I also thought about what I was going to send you.”

Lorne said softly.

But Hermione, who had already guessed what he was thinking, quickly shook her head.

“You are not allowed to give me the same gift.”

She won’t be fooled.

“That’s a shame.”

Lorne shrugged helplessly.

While the two were chatting, Dumbledore rushed over with the professors.

“Oh my God, here’s what you two did!?” Professor McGonagall looked at the pierced troll’s head and couldn’t help but cover her mouth.

“I remember I said that wizards are not allowed to go out, didn’t you two follow the prefect back to the lounge!”

Professor McGonagall, who was a little older, asked angrily.

“No, Professor, it’s—” Hermione tried to explain for Lorne, but the boy beside her stopped her.

“Professor, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have dragged Hermione here on a date.” Lorne lowered his head appropriately, trying to make him look like he had made a mistake.

“Covenant – dating! This is a woman—” Professor McGonagall froze, but was interrupted before she could finish her words.

“Oh my God, excellent Transfiguration Charm, let me see, and attack spells.” The diminutive Professor Flitwick stared wide-eyed at the ground of this battle.

Especially the blade that is still glowing with cold, and the troll’s blind eye.

“If you’re coming to Ravenclaw, you’re going to be a dueling master, Mr. Geralt.”

Hearing this, Snape, who had been standing behind Dumbledore, frowned.

“Don’t bother you, I’ll train him.”

“O my Merlin!” Professor Quirrell, who was late, also came to the scene, but when he saw the troll’s head cut in half, he immediately fainted on the ground.

Quirrell?

Lorne frowned at the figure lying on the ground, and held back from giving him a hand of Avadaso on the spot.

“Okay, let’s all be quiet.”

The most authoritative Headmaster Dumbledore spoke.

His kind eyebrows, eyes full of wisdom, seemed to see through Lorne.

“I know you’re lying, because I saw you kick Quirrell when you ran out.”

Lorne wanted to refute, but Dumbledore told everything he saw.

Needless to say, he did give Quirrell a kick when he left.

Lorne chose silence.

“And Miss Granger wasn’t at the dinner table at dinner, was she?”

Dumbledore looked kindly at the girl who looked down and admitted her mistake.

“Mr. Geralt, your bravery is amazing!”

Dumbledore gave his assessment.

“Do I doubt that the Sorting Hat made a mistake and would have assigned you to Slytherin.”

Dumbledore’s words directly attracted Snape’s attention.

Even you want to dig my corner?

“Headmaster, I think Geralt is a perfect fit for Slytherin!”

Snape said with a gloomy face.

One by two, both with bad intentions.

Lorne looked at the several professors who were fighting infighting because of snatching himself, and touched his nose unconsciously.

At this time, Miss Granger, who had her head down, also came to his ear.

“I think you’re a good fit for Gryffindor.”

I didn’t expect ah, even you want to dig me?

Lorne glanced at Hermione with wide eyes.

“Severus, you know I’m just kidding.”

Dumbledore looked at Snape, who didn’t look very good, and explained softly.

No way, in the past few days he had observed Lorne, it really didn’t look like a Slytherin style.

I go to the Gryffindor restaurant every day and am very friendly to people.

These qualities are not common in Slytherins. 、

“Okay, let’s talk about tonight’s punishment!”

Dumbledore’s words immediately made Hermione raise her head.

It’s over, today it’s her turn to be deducted points.

Lorne didn’t care, anyway, he earned almost a hundred or so points for Slytherin, what happened to the deduction?

He didn’t believe that the little snakes dared to have the slightest dissatisfaction with him.

“Since you two are going out privately, Slytherin and Gryffindor will be charged twenty points!”

Dumbledore said the result.

Hermione’s body was a little shaky, and she couldn’t hear this.

“But because of your bravery and defeating the trolls, each of the two houses added fifty points.”

Dumbledore smiled slightly.

“You have to remember my gift.”

His voice appeared in Lorne’s ears, but Dumbledore did not open his mouth to speak.

Lorne smiled and nodded.

Woolen socks representing his family, which he will not forget.

“Two of you, I hope today’s events don’t happen again!”

Before leaving, Professor McGonagall gave a stern warning.

Although these two intelligent, studious and gifted wizards are what she appreciates.

But appreciation does not mean indulgence.

“Don’t worry, there will be no next professor.”

Lorne responded.

“Are you two okay?”

At this time, Fred and George ran towards this side with Harry Ron.

Finished!

Hermione thought desperately as she looked at the little lion.

Lorne held back a smile from the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, when Professor McGonagall saw the four figures, she was stunned.

“The four of you, ten deductions each… Three points! ”

After thinking about it too much, Professor McGonagall changed her words to three points with some distress.

In this year’s House Cup, Gryffindor is again at the bottom.