Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

Ginny didn’t care too much about the somewhat worn diary, so she gave it to Lorne as a gift in return.

And Lorne, who had some impressions, knew that the notebook in his hand came from a Horcrux made by Senior Tom when he was young.

The best Slytherin Dark Lord, Tom must know a lot when he was a student, and he just happened to use it as a tool man.

Lorne thought.

And while Lorne was thinking about things, the Weasleys had already walked over, and Mr. Arthur rubbed the corners of his somewhat blue eyes.

It was Lucius who had punched it with his golden snake-headed wand.

Fred and the things they were going to buy had already been purchased, so they were ready to go to the Leaky Cauldron Bar for lunch and were going back.

Lorne and Hermione didn’t go with them, because Miss Hermione wanted to take a good stroll around Diagon Alley today.

“See Lorne at school!”

“Goodbye, several!”

Gazing at the Weasleys and Harry and Hagrid’s departing backs, Lorne smiled and waved his hand.

Today, it was really a good choice to come to Lichen Bookstore, and I got a notebook from Senior Tom.

Lorne threw the notebook into the alien space, and then left the Lizzie bookstore with Hermione.

The start of school was getting closer and closer, and Lorne and Hermione still had quite a few things to buy.

It’s like summer clothes…

Hermione glanced at the smiling Lorne with a frown, and her intuition told her that the boy in front of her was thinking something bad.

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Evening.

The dim yellow sunlight falls on the ground, reflecting on the glass to take on a pale golden color.

After a day of shopping, Lorne and Hermione finally returned to the potions shop.

The Lichen Bookstore opposite, there haven’t been many people since Lockhart left.

Push open the delicate wooden door and a pleasant bell rings.

As soon as she returned to the hall, Hermione returned to her bedroom with her large bag of things.

The contents were all summer outfits, most of which Lorne had helped her choose.

After all, Lorne was still confident in his appreciative gaze.

“Tom’s diary…”

After sitting down on the soft sofa, he took out the diary from the other space.

“Is there something wrong with this diary!”

Just as he hesitated to wake his beloved senior Tom, a pleasant voice came from the stairs.

I saw Hermione walking down wearing a cute azure pajamas and a high ponytail.

A pair of brown eyes looked at Lorne curiously.

“No, nothing wrong.”

Lorne shrugged, then tossed the diary aside.

He didn’t want Miss Hermione to be involved.

After all, Voldemort’s stuff wasn’t a good thing.

“Then you’re so fascinated.”

“It’s not as good as you…”

Lorne looked at Hermione walking towards him, pulled her over, and rubbed her cheek.

“Don’t move!”

Hermione pushed Lorne’s face aside with her hand, her cheeks flushing a little.

Really, Lorne’s boldness has grown in recent days.

Miss Hermione had selectively forgotten what had happened the other day.

The two of them sat on the sofa and chatted about alchemy knowledge for a while, and after a while, Hermione couldn’t help but cover her mouth and yawn.

Crystalline tears slipped quietly from the corners of her eyes, and Lorne wiped them away with her hand.

“Sleepy?”

“Hmm…”

Miss Hermione nodded obediently.

As soon as she heard about the knowledge of alchemy, she couldn’t help but feel sleepy and feel groggy.

Lorne also experienced it when he took the magic history class.

“Yay!”

With Hermione’s exclamation, Lorne picked her up in the form of a princess hug.

Miss Granger quickly wrapped her arms around Lorne’s neck to prevent herself from falling.

His strength is so great…

Miss Hermione thought.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you back to your room!”

Lorne put her head on Hermione and said with a smile.

Miss Granger’s weight was not very heavy, and her body was also petite, which was simply too easy for Lorne who was increasing in strength.

Pushing open the door, Lorne put Hermione on the soft big bed and left.

But just then, Hermione grabbed Lorne by the corner of his coat and wouldn’t let him leave.

“What’s wrong?”

Lorne touched the tip of his nose suspiciously.

“……”

Hermione didn’t reply, but closed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up expectantly.

Lorne understood.

“This… Isn’t it? ”

Although Lorne said so, he slowly stepped in.

Well, the ice cream that Miss Hermione bought today was lemon-flavored…

“Good night!”

“Good night~”

Hermione responded softly with a smile on her lips.

As the words fell, the lights in the room were turned off, and the door made a crisp noise.

Lorne left the room.

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After returning to his bedroom.

Lorne turned on the bright lights, then sat down on the table and placed the diary in front of him.

A pair of light blue eyes stared at the bright night sky outside the window, as if thinking about something.

“Senior Tom, long time no see.”

Lorne picked up his quill and dipped some ink, then wrote a name on the blank notebook.

Lorne Geralt.

The black pen and ink were very conspicuous on the white paper, but before a minute passed, the pen and ink of the name began to slowly fade, and after a while, it disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, another line of different handwriting appeared on the paper.

“Hello, my name is Tom Riddle and I am the owner of this diary.”

“Don’t be surprised, I’m an alchemical product refined by an excellent graduate of Hogwarts, and I can help you gain knowledge.”

Tom, who had just graduated from Hogwarts, was still alone, so he spoke very measuredly.

“Can you help me gain knowledge?”

Lorne held back a smile and wrote down the paragraph with a quill pen.

“Lorne, may I call you that?”

The diary began to show handwriting.

“Of course, Senior Tom!”

“As far as I know, Geralt doesn’t belong to a pureblood family, so I would venture to ask, which academy are you from?”

“Slytherin.”

After Lorne wrote down this paragraph, the diary waited for a long time without coming out the next paragraph, as if thinking about something.

“Your life must be difficult, after all, you are in Slytherin, and you are not a pureblood…”

“The person who made me used to be a Slytherin student and an orphan…”

“I’m also an orphan.”

“… That’s a coincidence. ”

yes, it’s a coincidence…

Lorne’s eyes flickered, and he was already thinking about how to squeeze Senior Tom dry.