Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

“Let’s go, don’t look at me like that, didn’t I eat too…” Feeling Miss Hermione’s resentful eyes behind him, Lorne said a little uncomfortably.

“Gone, Harry, they’re still inside.”

After speaking, Lorne jumped directly from the secret door.

Outside, Hermione sighed helplessly, and then jumped with her.

After entering the inside, the two people felt that the ground became very soft, and their legs even sank into it.

“What is it?”

“Fluorescent flashing!”

Lorne took out his wand, and the shimmering light illuminated the dark walls around them, as well as the writhing vines beneath their feet.

“This is the Devil Vine!”

The content that was explained as a focus in the herbology class was impressive, and both of them had an impression.

Because in the previous Hogwarts, there was a professor who fell into the Devil’s Vine and could not be rescued and died.

So there is knowledge about the devil vine that has been popularized since the first grade.

“Do you remember what the class was about?”

The corners of Miss Hermione’s mouth slowly turned up, and she asked towards Lorne.

“The devil vine is just the basic content.”

Lorne shrugged, the plant was hard to see the two little couples who had been dating in the library.

“Let’s get some light!”

“Bright as day!”

With a strong light, the two broke out from the stiff devil vine.

Since Lorne was the first to jump, he was also the first to get out.

So she hugged Hermione in the posture of a princess in advance, and Hermione also wrapped her hands around Lorne’s neck.

“Okay, let’s get down.”

Lorne pressed her head against Hermione, who still had her eyes closed, and said helplessly.

The two of them dragged on like this, and Harry was probably killed by Quirrell’s big melon.

With that automatic harp, combined with the person who needs the Philosopher’s Stone the most at the moment, there is no doubt that Quirrell is Quirrell.

“Ahhhh… Oh! ”

Hermione blushed and left Lorne’s arms, her feet in small boots touching the floor made of stone.

If it hadn’t been for the princess hugging her just now, it is estimated that her current ass would have landed.

“Thank you!”

Hermione walked quickly to Lorne and whispered her thanks.

“What are you polite with me?”

Lorne touched the girl’s brown curly hair spoilingly, very soft, and with a familiar fragrance.

Push open the first door.

The floor was littered with key birds, about which Lorne had heard Professor Flitwick talk about.

This thing was made by him.

And the door that was originally closed in front has been opened.

“It’s Harry, them.”

Lorne muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, without Hermione, they could actually pass through the level of the Devil Vine, and he thought that he could see Harry and the others on the Devil Vine.

“Let’s go to the second level.”

Inside the room of the second level.

The huge wizard chess pieces that were originally placed completely had been scattered at this time, and various fragments and dust fell on the black and white chessboard.

“Lorne?”

A weak voice sounded, and Lorne looked up into the corner.

The dusty Ron was sitting on a broken knight with a gray face, and he was overjoyed to see the two people who came in, and quickly shouted.

“Harry, Harry, he’s gone to the next level!”

“And Neville together!”

“How are you?”

Lorne came over to check Ron’s injuries, which were not too big except for a broken forearm.

“It’s no big deal, I think you have to go to the school infirmary and get a bottle of Bone Spirit.”

“Don’t—”

Ron furrowed his eyebrows uncomfortably, he had tasted that kind of taste before, and it was simply not drunk.

“Can you still move?”

Lorne pulled Ron up and asked.

“Yes!”

Ron moved his body, and there was nothing else to do except his arms.

Just because I was frightened, I couldn’t stand up.

After resting for a while, the fright passed.

“Okay, you go out first and tell Headmaster Dumbledore about this, Hermione and I will go find Harry.”

After that, Lorne turned and led Hermione into the third door.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The third level was a puzzle game, but by the time the two had just entered, Harry had already passed through the burning flames.

Only one back remained.

“Hermione, Lorne!”

Neville, who was left outside, suddenly found two more people behind him.

“Why are you two here!”

“There is no time to explain, you stay away first.”

Lorne walked in front of the magic flame with his wand, and flicked the wand in his hand gently.

“All curses are over!”

This is a spell that is advanced in the use of techniques and will not be learned before the third grade.

But Lorne had already learned all the spells he was interested in in the forbidden book area, including this useful spell.

The roaring magic flame was extinguished, revealing the fourth door hidden inside.

“Hermione, you and Neville are waiting here for Headmaster Dumbledore, I’ll go in and help Harry.”

Lorne touched Hermione’s cerebellum and whispered.

“I—”

“Listen to me this time!”

Lorne spoke resolutely, picked up his wand and walked into the last room.

Outside, Hermione bit her lip unwillingly.

Obviously, she can have a lot of spells now, but she still can’t help anything!

Since the Forbidden Forest, Hermione has understood the gap between herself and Lorne.

Being able to develop that powerful lightning spell on his own is definitely not an ordinary person.

“I’ll get stronger!”

The girl looked at the disappearing back and secretly made up her mind.

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“Professor Quirrell?”

Harry looked warily at Quirrell standing next to the mirror of Eris.

“Hahaha it’s me, didn’t you expect it?”

Quirrell’s image at this time was filled with a gloomy coldness, completely devoid of the usual cringe-and-shrinking look, as well as the habit of stammering and twitching his mouth.

“Are you trying to get the Philosopher’s Stone?”

Harry couldn’t believe it.

“Am I not going to be Snape?”

Quirrell took a step forward and aimed his wand at Harry’s head.

“Ah, meet Professor Quirrell again!”

A soft voice sounded in the room.

Under Quirrell’s ghostly look, Lorne strolled in.

“It seems that I didn’t kill you in the Forbidden Forest last time, it’s a pity.”

After Quirrell heard this, he subconsciously covered his abdomen.

There, a penetrating wound was faintly painful.

“Don’t worry, you won’t be able to run today.”

“Right, Senior Tom?”