Hogwarts: The Frog Cub Brings Back the Dragon Slaying Crystal
24 The Half-Blood Prince’s Notes

Asuka Yuki

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After returning to the dormitory, Lorne put the frog cub, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, aside and began to think about what he had to do recently.

He needed to improve in all aspects, especially spells and potions, and refining potions just happened to be the most profitable.

Moreover, the materials for refining potions could be found in the forbidden area.

With his current strength, it would be a piece of cake for him to bypass Hagrid and go to the forbidden area.

However, the knowledge in his brain was too little. He could only make a few simple potions. Even if he knew the method, he did not know the specific dosage of the formula.

"Looks like it's time to go and learn from Snape.”

Snape was definitely outstanding in teaching wizards about potions.

Especially since he was a Slytherin.

With a goal in mind, Lorne played games with the two people in the dormitory for a while before going to bed early at two in the morning.

It was mainly because they had no lessons in Slytherin tomorrow morning.

The next day, Lorne knocked on Professor Snape's lounge.

Hermione had not joined them because Gryffindor had Herbalism to study this morning.

When they parted after breakfast, however, Hermione was still invigorated by the fact that he was going to study with Professor Snape.

Lorne was so hardworking, so what right did she have to not work hard?

After all, in all the classes, Lorne's performance was unanimously praised by all the professors. Even Professor Flitwick, who was not in the same class as him, had mentioned Lorne's name in front of the little lion.

The lion cubs who knew Lorne at that time were all shocked.

After knocking on the door, the door opened automatically.

"Come in, Lorne."

The originally cold voice was now a little peaceful. He even thought that he had heard wrongly or knocked on the wrong door.

Lorne looked at the sign on the door and saw that it was indeed Professor Phelps. Only then did Lorne walk in with relief.

"Good morning, Professor Snape," Lorne nodded politely and told him his purpose. He was not the kind of person who liked to beat around the bush.

Besides, he knew Professor Snape would not refuse him.

Sure enough, after hearing his request, Snape rested his long-sleeved hand on his chin and thought for a moment.

As a professor, he could not refuse such a studious wizard, not to mention that the wizard in front of him was a Slytherin student.

Moreover, Lorne had shown that his talent far exceeded that of other wizards in the Potions class, which meant that he had a certain level of talent.

No matter which discipline it was, it required talent to support it. Among all the disciplines, there were only two that required talent the most: Astrology and Charms.

However, this did not mean that other subjects did not require talent.

The mastery of the ingredients, the amount, and the timing of the potion required long-term and persistent persistence. However, the potion that Lorne brewed for the first time was clearly well controlled in all aspects.

However, only Lorne knew that he was using powerful magic control to sense the changes in the crucible. With Hermione's notes, it was easy to achieve that effect.

He didn't have any talent.

"Wait a moment!"

After saying that, Professor Snape walked straight into his room. After a while, he took out an old-looking book and handed it to Lorne.

"This is a notebook I used in school. Perhaps you need it.”

"Thank you, Professor."

Lorne took the notebook and thanked him.

"If you encounter any problems, just come here and find me.”

"Potions, curses, or... feelings.”

Before Lorne could react, Professor Snape waved his wand gently and the door closed with a bang.

"What did Professor Snape say in his last sentence?”

Lorne was a little baffled, but he looked at the book full of notes in his hand and simply stopped thinking about it.

What was the point of thinking so much? If he had the time, he might as well study.

On the way to the library, he casually flipped through it. The beautiful handwriting on each page had detailed annotations and new development ideas.

Every one of them was something Lorne could not have imagined.

The owner of this book was called the Half-Blood Prince.

Lorne remembered that the book seemed to have ended up with Harry.

Sure enough, Snape really loved Harry!

He wondered how Snape would react to Harry's sex change.

Lorne remembered a guess that was worth paying attention to in his previous life.

Unfortunately, in the world of Harry Potter, there was no such thing as a curse.

"What a pity."

At this moment, Harry, who was in the middle of a Herbal Medicine class, suddenly sneezed. The plant in his hand fell to the ground, and a deafening cry instantly rang out in the entire Herbal Medicine room.

"Harry, what are you doing!"

"My ears!"

"I'm sorry, Professor!"

"Two points from Gryffindor!"

"Stop deducting, stop deducting. Our Gryffindor is already in the negative!”

The entire herb shed fell into chaos.

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In the afternoon, Hermione, who was in a daze, wobbled to Lorne's side and could not help but lie down on the dining table.

Fortunately, the table was cleaned by a house-elf every day, so there were not many stains.

"What's wrong with you?"

Putting down the notebook in his hand, Lorne turned his head and asked curiously.

Hermione had never seen such a dispirited look before, and it was really an eye-opener.

"Mandrake, those plants scream so loudly.”

Hermione could feel despair when she recalled the screams of the plants, even though she was wearing earmuffs.

"Mandrake? I remember that changing the soil for them was very simple.”

Lorne did not understand. The Slytherin and Ravenclaw wizards had succeeded on their first try.

Why did he become so arrogant in Gryffindor?

"No, it's because of Harry..."

Before Hermione could finish, a dejected Harry and a dazed Ron came over.

"Good afternoon, Lorne."

"Ah, good afternoon, Harry," Ron replied.

"No, I called Lorne, not Ron!”

Harry repeated.

"Well, you know my ears are a little bad.”

Ron said as he patted his ear and nodded at Lorne.

"Good afternoon, both of you."

Lorne replied.

"Is this notebook yours?"

said Hermione, surprised.

"Can I take a look?"

It seemed that Professor Snape's notes were very important. After all, he was a genius wizard from the previous years.

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