Hogwarts: The opening frog brings back the Dragon Destroying Crystal

Valentine’s Day is fast approaching.

Lorne wore a white shirt with a black patterned tie, and finally put on a Slytherin wizard robe with a green background.

Looking at the handsome face and blond hair in the mirror, he nodded with satisfaction.

There was a hint about Miss Hermione the other day, Lorne had already prepared the present in advance.

He even took a trip to the Weasley brothers to help make some fireworks.

For this request, the two immediately agreed cheerfully.

Make some nice fireworks, it’s not that hard for them.

When Lorne arrived at the Great Hall slowly, he saw the little witch who had been waiting for him.

“Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Lorne said as he took out his gift for Miss Hermione from the Kamui space.

A bouquet of roses and a piece of chocolate.

A pretty standard Valentine’s Day gift, but Hermione was happy.

The rose is enchanted to represent never withering.

And Lorne also received a gift from Hermione.

Some exquisite sweets and a variety of sweets are small snacks that he usually likes to eat.

When he sat down at the table, Lorne saw Harry and Ron lying on the table.

The two men had unloveable expressions on their faces.

“Valentine’s Day confession failed?”

Lorne asked a little puzzled.

“No, they’re just going to continue to write back to Lockhart’s fans today.”

Holding the bouquet of roses, Hermione explained with interest.

“No, you’ll never know how fanatical Lockhart’s fans are.” Remembering the letters he had read in the past two days, Harry couldn’t help but rub his arms and couldn’t help but complain, “Those words are simply too numb.” ”

“I even saw the letter from Mrs. Weasley.”

Speaking of this, Harry also glanced at Ron next to him.

After these few days of rest, Ron’s situation has long since recovered.

However, upon hearing Harry’s words, his face turned pale again.

“My mom was like an avid fan and really didn’t know what to do with Lockhart’s books.”

Ron said weakly.

“Three hundred letters, the two of us have replied to a total of three hundred in the past two days!”

Harry remembered helping Lockhart reply to fans these few nights, and his hands couldn’t help shaking.

It’s just too hard.

Might as well let Filch take him to confinement!

Just as the two kept complaining, today’s owls flew in from the skylight of the auditorium.

Miss Hermione’s owl brought her a letter from the Grangers, as well as a copy of the Daily Prophet.

And Lorne has more things on his side.

Beautifully wrapped gift boxes with pink envelopes sealed in wax.

There are probably more than a dozen copies.

Both Ron and Harry were dumbfounded.

“Mr. Geralt, you really have so many suitors…”

Hermione leaned over and hugged his arm and said a little sourly.

“You know, I like you alone.”

After taking a look at those Valentine’s Day gifts, Lorne shook his head a little helplessly.

Although Lorne knew that there were many little witches staring at him, he was inseparable from Hermione almost every day, and there was no chance for other little witches to step in.

However, even so, there are many little witches who are ready to give it a try.

“So, are you going to write back to them one by one?”

Hermione asked, half-squinting.

She didn’t expect that so many people would dig her corner.

“I don’t have that much time to write back.”

Lorne shook his head and said.

Then he collected these gifts into the Shenwei space, after all, those who gave gifts were watching him, and it was not good to leave them on the table in person.

“Hey, Harry, you actually got a love letter too?”

At this moment, Ron suddenly shouted in surprise.

I saw Harry staring blankly at a letter in his hand, and the tone on it proved that it was a love letter.

It turns out that I also like it?

“Take it apart and take a look!”

Ron urged from the sidelines.

“Don’t be in a hurry…”

With a sense of anticipation, Harry slowly opened the letter that Hedwig had brought with him.

However, after seeing the content of the first line, he was stunned.

The complexion gradually turned red.

“What’s wrong?”

Hermione asked strangely.

Just read a letter, don’t be shy to look like this?

“See for yourselves…”

Harry took a deep breath and placed the letter in his hand in the center of the table.

“His eyes are as green as a freshly pickled toad, he is as black and dashing as a blackboard, I hope he is mine, he is really handsome, a warrior who conquers the black devil.”

“Are you sure this is a love letter?”

Lorne couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the first sentence.

The green eyes were like toads, and I didn’t know how Snape would feel when he saw this love letter!

The only thing Harry bears in resemblance to his mother is his emerald green eyes.

Even Miss Hermione on the side pressed the corners of her gradually upturned mouth.

Can this really be called a love letter?

“Does this handwriting look familiar?”

Ron muttered softly.

“It must have been Malfoy who wrote it!”

Harry looked angrily at the Slytherin table opposite, where Malfoy was talking and laughing with Goyle and Crabbe playing Hearthstone.

……

Night.

Responsive to everything in the house.

“Hahahaha, that letter was written by Ginny, it’s not a Malfoy!”

As soon as she entered the room, Hermione lay on the bed and couldn’t help but chuckle.

She had seen Ginny’s notes before, and the handwriting was exactly the same as the one Harry had received today.

“Then if you don’t tell Harry, he probably holds a grudge against Malfoy again now.”

Lorne hung the robes of the two on the hanger, looked at the little witch crawling on the bed, and said softly.

After hearing Ron’s muttering, he immediately guessed who wrote the love letter to Harry.

Who else but Ron’s sister Ginny?

Cho Chang?

After the two rubbed for a while, Lorne glanced at the watch in his hand, and then extinguished the candle flame in the room.

“What do you want to do?”

Hermione asked a little nervously.

“The time is almost up.”

Lorne leaned against the window and pulled a somewhat panicked Miss Hermione over.

“Do you want to watch the fireworks?”

“Specially for you – fireworks.”

Hermione’s brown eyes couldn’t help but look out the window.

The lawn location at Hogwarts is the open space opposite the window of the Room of Requirement.

A golden dot of light dragged the smoke into the air.