Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

The running mouse had now reached the bridge deck, and its short limbs were swaying vigorously.

Didn't I give it an amnesia charm, how did it find out again so quickly?

Before Lorne could think, Miss Hermione flicked her wand lightly, and a pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

"Banban is flying!"

Immediately after that, Spotted, who was still running frantically, felt that his body was out of control, and quickly flew backwards.

Even when the filthy rat was about to be grasped by Hermione this time, Lorne grabbed Spotted with his hand first.

This kind of filth can't defile Miss Granger's little white hands, and it would be better for him to hold it.

"Squeak-"

Spotted twisted his body hard, opening his mouth to bite into the hand that was holding its neck.

Lorne frowned slightly, the ring on his finger flashing an azure glow.

The next moment, Madara felt like he couldn't control his body, as if it was as stiff as a stone.

Stone... Petrification Spell!

Damn, this little wizard is too hard on rats!

Peter Pettigrew cursed in his heart.

But when he remembered the conversation between Ron and Harry this morning, he couldn't help but shudder.

What Peter Pettigrew hides in Hogwarts, in recent days or not to travel at night ...

When he heard this dialogue, Peter Pettigrew was completely stunned.

When was your identity revealed?

When I thought about it carefully, I found that I had a vague memory of one day in my mind, and I couldn't remember what happened that day at all.

Someone cast an amnesia spell on him!

And there's a good chance that that person is Sirius Black who escaped from prison!

The gradual thought of these things in his mind already made him shudder.

No, he has to leave Hogwarts today!

This place is just too dangerous.

Looking at the petrified blob in his hand, Lorne thought for a moment and took his wand and pointed it at him.

"This rat belongs to Ron, right?"

Hermione looked at her curiously and said softly.

Because Ron's rat is different from other mice, like his little toe is broken.

"Shall we go and give it back to him?"

"Of course I'll have to pay it back to Ron, but in between—"

Lorne chuckled, flicking his wand in his hand.

"Forget it!"

With a flash of azure light, Spotted's frightened black eyes instantly turned into a white eye.

It looks like I've fainted.

"Why use the Oblivion Charm on a mouse?"

Hermione, who was watching from the sidelines, was a little puzzled, her brown eyes stared at the blob that had tilted her head and slept past, and then turned her head slightly to Lorne and asked suspiciously.

It's been almost three years since Lorne stayed, and she knew her boyfriend wouldn't do anything superfluous.

Is there something wrong with this mouse?

"Peter Pettigrew. "

Lorne turned his head and whispered a word, then grabbed Spotted Tail and threw it into the Divine Dimension.

Peter Pettigrew?

How could a mouse be with Pettigrew—no, it's Animagus!

The clever Miss Hermione reacted immediately, only to see her brown eyes widen and her small mouth slightly open to look at Lorne in surprise.

"You're saying this rat just... Peter Pettigrew?"

The girl asked, incredulous.

Lorne nodded softly.

Oh my god - Peter Pettigrew is a mouse, and Ron has been with him for more than a decade.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill.

"But—yes!"

Hermione wanted to continue asking, but she was already slowly hugged by Lorne's petite waist.

"Alright, I'll talk to you again tonight, or I'll be late for Muggle class for a while. "

Lorne rubbed his cheek against her brown curls and whispered.

The height difference between the two is still the same as always, and Hermione, after three years of development, is still only up to Lorne's neck.

This made the little witch very dissatisfied, after all, she had to hold her feet every time she gave a surprise.

.........

Sirius is back.

To be precise, he had returned from Tumbledown Alley, and had sent a letter to Lorne to give him time to visit the Screaming Shack.

At night, the full moon covered the ground like silk and was reflected in the black lake.

As the space distorted into a swirl, Lorne's figure appeared near the beating willow.

After passing through the dark secret passage, he soon entered the interior of the screaming shack.

The worn-out planks creaked under the feet, a sour sound.

Lorne fixed his gaze on the room opposite, where a dim yellow candle flame flickered.

"Sirius. "

He walked to the door and saw Sirius, drinking Butterbeer and holding the Daily Prophet in his hand.

I haven't seen him for a few days, how do you feel that the other party is getting more and more energetic?

"Hey, it's coming so soon—aren't you supposed to be your little witch at night?"

Sirius quipped with a laugh.

"Come, take a look at today's daily newspaper. He didn't explain what he was doing these days, but handed Lorne the daily newspaper in his hand, "By the way, do you want a butterbeer?"

"No, I'm not used to it. "

Lorne shook his head in refusal, and then looked at the daily newspaper in his hand with a pair of pale blue eyes.

He wasn't usually in the habit of reading daily newspapers, and Miss Hermione only read them from time to time—like today's daily newspaper, which neither of them read.

"Just look at the headlines. "

Sirius shrugged after taking a sip of Butterbeer.

"Minister Fudge was attacked on the train, and photographs were left at the scene..."

Lorne looked at the moving photo.

I saw a short and fat figure hidden in a black robe, holding a wand that shimmered green and aimed at Fudge with a panicked face.

Although the stocky figure was hidden in the black robe, his other face was revealed.

Peter Pettigrew.

Lorne looked up at the smug Sirius, a flash of understanding on his face.

"Just in case, I sneaked up on Fudge - using the Dashing Charm. "

Sirius said with a smile on his face.