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

See the clothes?

What clothes?

Lorne froze, and looked up at Hermione.

By this time, the clever Hermione had already discovered the meaning of the letters.

The light was too dim just now, blocking the view and not noticing.

Now after seeing this sentence, Hermione guessed it at once.

"What is reflected is what the heart desires?".

She knew it instantly.

What is in the mirror means that only she can see it.

"What do you see in there?".

Hermione narrowed her eyes and asked.

She already knew what she longed for.

It's just that she won't say it.

"Me?".

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then lied as he touched his nose.

"I saw my family inside. "

As an orphan, there's nothing wrong with seeing your family inside.

Family....

"I saw... Lots of nice clothes. "

Hermione lied in the same way.

She was sure that Lorne was not seeing his family, as he always hesitated to lie.

"Yes. "

It could be seen that Hermione was lying, too.

It's just that neither of them broke each other down.

After glancing at my watch, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Hermione covered her mouth and yawned, tears glistening from the corners of her eyes, and she could tell that she was a little sleepy.

I've just slept in the library for a few hours, and I've reached the limit.

"Let's go, let's go back. "

Lorne stretched, ready to take Hermione back to the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor.

If she goes back alone, maybe she will run into Filch on the way, so it's better for him to send her back.

"Hmm. "

Hermione didn't refuse this request, after all, she was also a first-time night tour, and she certainly didn't have Lorndo in terms of experience.

Around the corner on the third floor, Lorne paused in his footsteps and reached out to stop Hermione, who was still walking forward.

"What's wrong?".

Hermione was excited, and hurriedly lowered her voice and asked.

In the silence of the night, it is natural to be startled when you are suddenly stopped.

Outside the window, the moonlight was pale and white, shining through the patterned windows and spilling onto the marble brick floor.

Lorne's pale blue eyes had turned red for some time, and he half-squinted at the figure in the distance that was unlocking.

"Professor Quirrell?".

Hermione followed her gaze and saw the height of the one with a purple turban wrapped around it.

She couldn't help but wonder.

"Why is Professor Quirrell here in the middle of the night?".

Quirrell was the professor who taught the second-year Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and he was not included in the first-year class.

But there were only a few professors in the entire castle, so many people had already recognized the professors, including Hermione.

No way, Professor Quirrell was the strangest of all the professors, stammering and terrifying everything around him.

It looks like a frightened rat.

And there are rumors that students have heard him often talk to himself, as if he is schizophrenic.

And there was an unpleasant smell of garlic all over the body.

I heard that Professor Quirrell did not have any anomalies in the past, but was a very talkative person who was intelligent and studious, until one day, when he returned from a trip abroad.

The whole person became like this.

"That's what Headmaster Dumbledore said for," Hermione whispered, "he must have some secret from an invisible person." "

"What do we do now?".

What to do?

What can I do.

Incidentally, he also wanted to meet his Tom senior, but it was clear that the time was not ripe, and he might as well wait for the arrival of a notebook horcrux.

For now, let's send Hermione back first.

Soon, Quirrell snapped open the closed door, and as soon as he stepped in, he suddenly ran out in a panic, gasping for breath and slamming the door shut again.

"What's behind that door?".

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Quirrell who ran out in a panic, and poked Lorne on the side and asked.

In the eyes of these little wizards, every professor was powerful, not to mention that Quirrell was also the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

None of the people who can become a Defence Against the Dark Arts class are simple.

However, Quirrell in front of him showed a frightened look, and it was hard to think that there was something hidden in it that would scare a professor like this.

"How do I know?".

Lorne looked at her speechlessly, thinking he was a jack of all trades.

If memory serves, it should be a three-headed dog guarding something.

The Momotaro rice ball that I prepared last time was to deal with it, but it was disrupted by Dumbledore last time.

"Let's go, Professor Quirrell is here!".

Lorne's eyes flickered, and he pulled Hermione behind a half-hidden door.

I saw Professor Quirrell staggering over, still muttering words in his mouth, as if he was cursing something, and his body trembled from time to time.

Due to the distance and the low sound, the two men did not hear anything.

After Quirrell disappeared to the fourth floor, the two walked out.

Quirrell must have been talking to Senior Tom just now.

It seems that Senior Tom has made a move.

With that in mind, Lorne looked at Hermione to the side.

"Hurry back to sleep. "

After reaching the eighth floor, the two of them stood in front of the door of Gryffindor's common room.

A fat lady yawning floats out of the painting.

"Two little wizards of the night, oh, and one of the little snakes of Slytherin. "

"It's really a rare couple. "

The fat lady quipped.

It's just that neither of them was moved, so the fat lady felt very bored.

She said boringly.

"Alright, Miss Hermione said the order. "

As the command spoke, Hermione turned to Lorne and bowed.

"See you tomorrow. "

"See you tomorrow. "

Lorne nodded, then turned and walked to the Slytherin common room.

It seems that Hermione really didn't have many friends at Gryffindor.

On the way back, Lorne couldn't help but think.

It stands to reason that roommates in the same dorm could easily spot the vanished Hermione and choose to tell Professor McGonagall or come out and look for her.

But apparently not.

And Hermione should have understood her situation very well, so she chose to go out at night with Lorne.

Otherwise, she would have gone back long ago to prevent Lorne from being dragged down.

When I got back to my bedroom, it was half past three in the morning, but luckily tomorrow morning was a Sunday.

That means you can get a good night's sleep tonight.

Lorne closed his eyes as he lay on the bed.

Soon the sound of breathing could be heard in the silent bedroom.

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