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

The early morning mist rises.

"It's finally done!"

Lorne stood on the bridge over the stream, looking at the three-story wooden house in front of him with satisfaction.

Two huge waterwheels rotated slowly under the impetus of the stream, making a creaking sound and the sound of splashing water.

This tall building was finished in four days, and it has to be said that the efficiency of the house-elves is still very high.

"Let's go, go inside. "

He said to the little witch beside him.

Pushing open the brand-new wooden door, the spacious living room inside instantly appeared in front of the eyes of the two people.

The wooden house was built entirely according to Lorne's blueprints, and was divided into three floors, with a basement dedicated to potions and alchemy, and two large waterwheels on the outside.

The furnishings in the house are also semi-modern, such as sofas, electric lights, and the kitchen is full of Muggle stuff, as well as a fireplace connected to Floo's network.

The problem of electricity is also easy to solve, at least not difficult for Lorne, who is a 'Brontosaurus'.

It's just that alchemy is used to engrave the rune representing 'storage' on a crystal, and then store it in this house - this step has taken a lot of time.

This interior style was not too new to Hermione, who had come from a Muggle family.

However, the delicate decoration in front of her still made her eyes shine.

Green potted plants are placed in the corner of the living room, and floor-to-ceiling windows allow you to see the crystal clear water outside.

Ascend the wide staircase to the second floor, where there is a master bedroom and a number of secondary bedrooms, as well as a small living room with wardrobes, bathrooms and other rooms.

"So... Where do I sleep?"

As soon as she walked up to the second floor, Hermione looked at the smile on Lorne's lips and asked subconsciously.

"The master bedroom, of course. "

Lorne said, pointing to the largest bedroom.

"What about you?"

Hermione's eyes narrowed when she heard this, she already had a guess in her heart.

If nothing else—

"Of course I'm the master bedroom too. "

Lorne raised a smile and whispered.

Really!

The little witch stroked a strand of brown curls from her forehead behind her ear and sighed slightly, but the corners of her mouth could not help curling.

It can be seen that Miss Granger is still very happy in her heart.

"What are those bedrooms for?"

Hermione looked up and asked, a little confused.

There are about three or four secondary bedrooms on the second floor, and if they both live in the master bedroom, wouldn't that much space be wasted?

"Use it as a storage room now, and you will naturally need it later, and you may not even have enough of it. "

Lorne touched her little head and replied with a chuckle.

"Not enough..."

Hermione was slightly stunned.

"yes, look at the Weasleys..."

Lorne said with a shrug.

As these words fell, Hermione immediately understood, and a hint of crimson appeared on her cheeks, and the roots of her ears were also flushed.

It turns out – that's what it means to have so many bedrooms.

"I don't want that much. "

Hermione whispered.

The third and final floor, on the other hand, is filled with Lorne's collection, such as exotic things from other worlds, as well as various books and precious notes that have been purchased.

Through the study on the top floor, you can clearly see the crooked Weasleys not far away, and the Lovegood family in the distance, which is also built by the stream.

Even the scenery of the entire Weasel Mountain can be seen clearly.

Looking at the game console in her hand, Hermione blinked.

She remembered this thing, and used to build houses on it with Lorne when she was in first grade.

However, after Lorne came into contact with alchemy, the game console was never touched again.

A pair of brown eyes swept over the neatly arranged collection room.

All sorts of bizarre things were on the shelves, and she even saw a yellow bamboo dragonfly and a bag of Momotaro rice balls.

.........

As a vortex appeared in midair, Lorne and Hermione appeared on the wooden floor, followed by a Tom.

The two of them had just gone to Diagon Alley and packed up everything that had been in the potion shop and brought it over.

Basement.

Turn on the bright lights, and the potions are neatly arranged on the shelves, and each potion has their name and function labeled underneath.

Lorne removed all the potions stored in the space, and almost three boxes of potions were placed in place.

They all made it during the holidays last semester, but unfortunately only a few bottles were sold.

"Potions are a loss. "

Lorne sighed slightly.

Although a bottle of potion sells for a lot of money, not many people are willing to buy it.

For example, compound potions, elixirs, love potions, etc., although many people are willing to buy these potions, they are not allowed to be sold under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic.

Take out all the potions you've brewed and place them on the table, and then it's time to open the other remaining box.

The last crate was all made by Miss Granger.

It's just that after opening the box, Lorne was suddenly stunned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

I saw that inside this box, most of the potions stored were pink.

Why does it look so much like an aphrodisiac?

Lorne's hand shook slightly, then quickly shook his head.

Miss Hermione hasn't forgotten to make him drink an aphrodisiac, has she?

Thinking so, he reached for a pink bottle of potion and opened it and sniffed it lightly with the tip of his nose.

At that moment, he smelled the scent of jasmine - that's what the girl's brown curls smelled like.

"It's really an aphrodisiac!"

Lorne's eyes widened as he looked at the bottle of potion in his hand.

It seems that at least half of this box is full of aphrodisiacs.

"Mr. Geralt, what are you trying to do with the aphrodisiac?"

A pleasant voice sounded behind him, and there seemed to be a faint hint of a smile.