Lorne and Hermione strolled in the carriage, followed by Neville with his head lowered.
The three of them were looking for the lost toad.
"Speaking of which, Lorne, your frog cubs seem to have disappeared too.”
Hermione suddenly realized that the frog cub that had been lying on Lorne's head had long disappeared.
"It's gone on a trip, don't worry about it.”
Lorne thought of the frog cub who had just carried his luggage and felt a little gratified.
After lying at home for so many days, she finally knew how to travel.
"Is that so?"
Seeing Lorne's indifferent expression, Hermione did not say anything.
"Your frog cubs are really strange."
At this moment, Lorne knocked on the door of a compartment. At this time, the two of them had already searched half of the train.
"Hello, have you seen a toad?”
He pushed open the door and saw two little boys inside. One of them wore round glasses, while the other had a head of eye-catching red hair.
"No, sir, we have never seen a toad.”
The bespectacled little boy politely answered Lorne's question.
"Hey, Harry, watch my magic!”
The red-haired boy interrupted the conversation. He raised his wand and pointed it at the sleeping mouse.
"Daisies, sweet cream, and sunlight, turning this fat, silly rat yellow.”
The old wand danced, but nothing happened. The fat rat was fast asleep, and it twitched its leg.
They were Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Mouse Who Was Not Mouse.
He didn't expect that he would actually encounter it.
"How can it fail?"
Ron's face turned red, and he continued to wave his broken wand, but the wand only emitted a white gas and had no effect.
On the other side, Hermione, who was looking for toads in other private rooms, came over with Neville and happened to see this scene.
"The gestures you use to cast magic are not standard. Perhaps you should learn more.”
"For example, repair it."
With that, Hermione picked up her wand and tapped Harry's glasses, and the cracked mirror became smooth.
"Simple, isn't it?”
The corners of her lips slowly curled up.
No, even if the gesture was correct, the rat would not turn yellow.
Lorne knew the true identity of the rat in front of him.
However, what did this have to do with him?
"Lorne Geralt, nice to meet you, Mr. Harry Potter.”
Since they were already here, it was a good opportunity for them to get to know each other.
Lorne nodded in a friendly manner.
"Nice to meet you, Lou-"
"Harry Potter?" Hermione was a little surprised, and then her eyes lit up."I know you. I've read about you in books like A Modern History of Magic, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, and Important Magical Incidents of the Twentieth-Century. I didn't expect you to be such a famous person.”
"No, I never thought I would be so famous.”Harry shrugged.
"But, Lorne, how did you recognize me?”he asked, puzzled.
"It's very simple. The scar on your forehead is exposed.”Hermione answered first.
"I found my toad! Lorne, Hermione!"
A surprised voice called out from the corridor. Neville was holding his toad and walking over with a surprised look on his face.
"Come on, Hermione," Now that Neville had found his toad, it was time for them to return to their compartment. After all, there were still a lot of snacks left on the table.
"Oh right, redhead, there's something dirty next to your nose, do you know that?”
After saying that, Hermione followed Lorne out of the box.
When Ron heard this, his nose twitched in anger.
"What an annoying fellow, I hope the Sorting Hat doesn't put us in the same House!”
Ron grumbled to Harry, clutching his rat.
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By the time they found the toad for Neville, it was already late in the evening.
The steam train was getting closer and closer to its destination.
Lorne was sitting in his seat, playing Pokémon with a game console, with a half-opened chocolate in his mouth.
Hermione sat opposite him, reading a book and looking out the window at the scenery in the afterglow.
"Lorne, which academy will you choose to go to?”
"Gryffindor or Ravenclaw?”
In Hermione's opinion, Lorne was most likely to be in these two colleges.
After all, one represented bravery, and the other represented wisdom.
In Hermione's opinion, Lorne had both.
Lorne pondered for a moment and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked,"Which academy do you wish to go to?”
"Me? I prefer Gryffindor!"
"That's where the great Headmaster Dumbledore came from.”
As she spoke, Hermione waved the Dumbledore card in her hand, which she had pulled out from the snacks.
Gryffindor, the same choice as the original.
"My word. I'll listen to the Sorting Hat.”
Although he had made an agreement with Snape to join the Snake Yard, Lorne still wanted to hear the Sorting Hat's analysis of him.
Moreover, as a mixed-blood, Lorne could imagine what would happen to him if he went to the Snake Garden.
After all, he was an orphan, and Geralt wasn't from a pure-blooded family.
It was not worth it to be friends with the little snakes in all aspects.
However, with his current strength and physique, he could probably dominate the entire Snake Yard.
Be friends with the little snake?
Lorne was more inclined to be the Snake King.
"Don't you have a school you like?”
said Hermione, pouting.
"I quite like them."
Lorne replied perfunctorily while playing the game.
Anyway, they weren't from the same academy and couldn't meet each other. Didn't they attend classes together?
It was just that the dormitory was different.
Besides, as long as he could get the method to enter the dorms, he could go anywhere.
Thinking of this, Lorne glanced at Hermione, who was reading seriously.
Well, I'm not a lolicon.
This kind of thinking was not cruel.
If it was really torture, he would probably go in.
"You're thinking about impolite things again!"
said Hermione, staring up.
"I'm thinking about how people and Pokémon can have children.”
Lorne waved the game console in his hand. This question was indeed quite troubling him.
After all, his frog cubs could go to all kinds of worlds, which meant that Pokémon's world definitely existed.
He really wanted a sanaiduo.
Most of the snacks on the table had been eaten, and most of them had gone into Lorne's stomach.
After all, playing games also consumed energy.
At this moment, the stars had replaced the setting sun, and the bright moonlight shone on the table.
The lights in the car were switched on.
The train traveled along the tracks in the wilderness under the night sky. Not far away was a sparkling black lake and a huge castle standing in the air.
Hogwarts was just ahead.
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