A few days after the Quidditch match.

Thick snow fell all around Hogwarts, and the weather became colder day by day.

Lorne followed Hermione into Professor Flitwick's Charms class. He had nothing to do, so he simply followed Hermione to attend the class.

A group of lion cubs and a group of baby badgers mixed with a small snake looks very interesting.

Many people in Hufflepuff also know Lorne, mainly because Lorne has become so famous recently.

His outstanding Quidditch skills, handsome facial features, and gentle and polite personality all made him famous in Hogwarts.

Especially the little witches, most of them regard Lorne as their crush.

"Why are they all looking at me like that?"

Lorne noticed those scorching gazes, lowered his head and asked in a low voice to Hermione.

The gazes of those little witches made him feel that if they were not in class, they would probably pounce directly on them.

"how could I know?"

Miss Hermione noticed some of the jealous looks and snorted softly.

Don't you know why you are so popular with girls? You asked knowingly.

Seeing Miss Hermione's little head tilted away because of jealousy, Lorne smiled at the corner of his mouth He smiled.

He just liked seeing Hermione like this.

So cute.

"I didn’t expect you to come here to take classes?"

Harry and Ron were sitting behind Lorn.

Ron quickly apologized to Hermione after what happened that night.

Miss Hermione, who had harvested Lorn, happened to be in a good mood, so she accepted it. apologized

"Lorne, when will those fun cards be produced?"

Ron asked curiously while holding Scabbers who was trying to break free.

Ever since the last time the twins gave Ron and the others a brief introduction to the card game they were about to play, Harry and Harry were immediately full of expectations.

Even Harry was curious. came over.

Although he lost to Slytherin in the Quidditch match, the game was just a competition and did not affect Lorne's relationship with them.

What's more, Lorne did not violently break through the Gryffindor players.

But Wood was very hostile to him because the Quaffle almost hit him in the face several times.

"That card will take a long time, at least the first set should be completed by the end of this semester."

Lorne thought for a while and said with some uncertainty.

The technology of the Weasley brothers is ready, all he needs is a set of cards in his hand.

And painting and dubbing take time, so only the Weasley brothers can It's not enough. We need more manpower.

Thinking about it, more than a hundred gold galleons may not be enough.

"I heard that Professor McGonagall accepted Fred's voice request."At this time, Hermione, who had some gossip, suddenly said.

This news instantly attracted the attention of several people.

"Professor McGonagall actually joins?"Harry said in disbelief.

Professor McGonagall, who always looks serious every day, is actually interested in these fun things?

You probably don't know that Professor McGonagall has won several Quidditch honors in the past. Badge.

Although Lorne was a little surprised, it was not difficult to understand.

"Yes, I didn’t expect Professor McGonagall to agree."Hermione shrugged.

I really don't know how the twins convinced Professor McGonagall.

It's really curious.

Creak!

Just as a few people were chatting, the classroom door was pushed open.

Howling wind and snow blew from the crack of the door. Entering the room, the fire was blown swaying.

Hermione shrank her little head into the scarf, and one of her little hands was held by Lorne in the large wizard robe.

"Oh, sorry, I'm a little late!"The short Professor Flitwick walked in holding a large book and used his wand to remove the snow from his body.

"Geralt, I didn't expect you to be here too?"

After sitting down, Professor Flitwick was suddenly startled.

He actually saw Slytherin students in the Gryffindor class.

But when he saw Hermione sitting next to Lorn, his face changed. A flash of realization flashed through.

I didn't expect these two talented little wizards to come together.

What a surprise.

"Good morning Professor!"

Lorne said with a smile.

"Oh, good morning sir."

Professor Flitwick nodded.

Today's spell is about an attack spell, and it is also a harmless spell, the leg-locking spell.

Lorne and Hermione have already learned it in the library, so This class seemed a bit boring to the two of them.

"Don't move!"

Hermione pinched the hand that was about to move in the wizard's robe, and her brown eyes half-closed.

"I just want to change the gesture."

Lorne said innocently.

What can he do?

After all, he looks like a harmless person.

"I do not believe."

Miss Hermione was not fooled at all.

Okay, okay, let him stop moving.

Lorne yawned and looked at the window next to Hermione.

However, this glance made him stunned for a moment.

What did he see? ?

The Weasley brothers were holding snowballs and aiming at Quirrell who was running around. The white and solid snowballs hit Quirrell directly on the back of the head.

"You guys, I'm going to tell your dean! Quirrell yelled as he ran away, holding the purple turban with his non-cast hand to prevent it from falling.

This is the only highlight moment of the two brothers, right?

Lorne, who knew that there was Voldemort on the back of Quirrell's head, thought: What did you do? It wasn't the back of Quirrell's head, you were hitting his master!

At this time, Hermione also noticed the snowball fight outside the window.

"Poor Professor Quirrell."

Looking at Quirrell running around, Miss Hermione said sympathetically.

"Yeah, so pathetic."

Lorne nodded in agreement.

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"How dare those humble rats!"

The dormant Voldemort was directly awakened by Fred's snowball.

He has lived for so many years, when has he ever suffered this kind of injustice!

"Master, master, don’t worry, I already know the whereabouts of the Magic Stone..."

Quirrell hugged the back of his head to avoid the flying snowballs, and whispered in fear.

"Hurry - find me the magic stone quickly!"

Voldemort roared

"Hahaha, Quirrell was beaten away!"

George couldn't help laughing when he saw Quirrell running into the classroom in a panic.

"Well done!"

Fred pinched another snowball on the side and threw it towards George's face.

"hateful!"

"……"

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