At the afternoon table, Harry declined an invitation to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
He and Ron were slumped over the table, dispirited.
The blow Snape had dealt them today had been too great.
No academy had ever been able to deduct 30 points from a single lesson.
In a way, they had broken the history of the academy.
Miss Hermione ate her buttered bread expressionlessly. She no longer thought about earning points. After all, Gryffindor was at the bottom this year.
As for the School Championship, he would let the remaining three schools compete for it.
Destroy, I'm tired.
Lorne, who was sitting at the side, looked at the three of them and did not know how to comfort them.
It was all James Potter's fault. If he hadn't been violent in school, Snape probably wouldn't have targeted him so badly.
What was this?
The son pays the father's debt?
If Harry hadn't had her mother's eyes, he would have been strangled to death by Snape.
"Come, eat more fruits!"
Looking at Hermione, who was eating bread, Lorne kindly handed her a banana.
The house-elves were never careless when it came to ingredients. There were all kinds of fruits here.
"Thank you."
Hermione took Lorne's banana and stuffed the buttered bread into her mouth. Her cheeks looked a little puffed up.
It was like a hamster, very cute.
At this moment, Lorne suddenly realized that a few photos had appeared in his pocket.
Was it from the frog cubs?
He took out the photo curiously. The frog cub in the photo was standing on a spring, and it didn't look unusual.
However, after all, he had raised the frog for 11 years. Lorne could still see the changes in the frog cub at a glance.
"Why do I feel like I've become a woman?"
My illusion?
Lorne rubbed his eyes. The frog in the picture had long eyelashes and bright red lipstick on his lips.
Indeed, he was not mistaken.
Was my frog always a female?
No way!
On the bottom left corner of the photo was the date of his return.
Two days later.
Forget it, let's see what the frog cubs will bring this time.
Suppressing his curiosity, Lorne stuffed the photo back into his pocket.
"I heard you're dating Cho of Ravenclaw?”
Hermione suddenly asked, puzzled.
But it was this question that caught Harry's attention in an instant.
"Cho?"
"No, I've only met her once.”
Lorne shook his head and denied it.
Cho's face might have attracted Harry, but it was nothing special to Lorne.
Would he go and get in touch with Qiu Zhang?
He didn't know who made it up.
Hermione and Harry both breathed a sigh of relief at this answer.
"Who told you that?"
Lorne narrowed his eyes and asked Hermione.
"And as far as I know, Cho's in contact with Cedric now.”
He thought of Cedric sitting in the audience that day and kept his eyes on Cho Chang.
Even when Cho Zhang fell into the crowd, Lorne found Cedric almost rushing over.
If the Ravenclaw captain hadn't been there, Cedric would have been the one holding Cho.
After Lorne finished speaking, Harry's eyes almost widened in disbelief.
Hermione was a little nervous after hearing the question.
"Lee Jordan,"
She bought the rumor monger without hesitation.
"Lee Jordan?"
Lorne repeated.
He remembered this rumor. He remembered that Lee Jordan seemed to have confessed to a girl during the commentary.
It seemed like he had to ask the twins.
Lorne thought maliciously.
After dinner, Ron brought the absent-minded Harry back to Gryffindor's dormitory, while Lorne and Hermione studied in the library for a while.
Deducting points did not affect Hermione's learning state at all. She still had to learn!
She learned it for herself, not for the academy!
After all, Hermione's dream was to become "Minister of Magic."
After Madam Pince drove the two of them out of the library, Lorne and Hermione parted on the spiral staircase.
When they arrived at the Slytherin common room, Lorne looked at Malfoy, who was chatting casually, and called him and Crabbe into the dormitory.
"What's the matter? Geralt."
Malfoy asked curiously.
After spending so many days together, his fear of Lorne had mostly dissipated.
Especially after giving him a game console.
Malfoy's opinion of Lorne instantly changed.
"I'm fine."
When Lorne, who had lowered his head, raised his head again, his pair of Shura eyes had already quietly begun to operate.
"I just want you two to sleep early.”
With a thud, the two of them fell directly onto the carpet.
Lorne did not care about them and began to prepare the things to refine the potion.
Today was destined to be an extraordinary night.
After Lorne took out the things he had prepared from the alternate dimension, he put all the materials into the crucible and prepared to start refining the compound medicine.
Since he had the lacewings that had been boiled for 21 days, he saved a lot of trouble.
He directly used the ready-made ones.
After brewing for about three to four hours, the brown potion in the crucible had become a little sticky, and there was a faint smell.
Lorne picked up a clean bottle and took out a cup from the crucible.
Then, he added a strand of Pettigrew's hair into it.
As the hair slowly fell into the cup, the originally brown potion instantly turned black, and an unpleasant smell came from it.
It was simply hard to swallow.
Lorne pinched his nose and looked at it in disdain.
The taste and color of the compound potion were determined by the hair of the shapeshifter, and the black compound potion in front of him that was constantly emitting an unpleasant smell belonged to Peter Pettigrew.
"Bah!"
The moment it entered his mouth, Lorne could not help but drink the rest of the potion.
This was also his first time refining a compound medicine. He did not know if it would be useful.
Soon, as the compound medicine gradually entered his stomach, the effects of the medicine began to take effect in an instant.
Lorne's body began to change like rubber. His body gradually became bigger, and his stomach bulged.
His originally golden hair had turned into a Mediterranean style of dry white hair, and his handsome facial features were replaced by an ugly face.
Whether it was his bones or his body, he had changed from inside out.
This was the effect of the compound medicine.
However, this effect only lasted for an hour.
Therefore, he had to go to Professor Quirrell's office as soon as possible.
If he remembered correctly, the resurrection of Voldemort was closely related to Pettigrew.
Then!
"Senior Tom, I'm here!"
Lorne's lips curled into an ugly smile.
Pettigrew, move out!
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