Finally, under the proposal of Lou En, the three people officially founded Fairy Tail on the edge of the Black Lake!

No one knows how much this store will make waves in the wizarding world in the future.

Even the three of them didn't think that far.

"I still think Yestral's tail sounds nice."

George muttered.

"By the way, I draw the badge and treat it as a trademark!"

Lou En completely filtered out George's nonsense, laughing and using his wand to draw a leprechaun logo on a clean patch of snow.

Fred and George's eyes lit up when they saw the exquisite logo.

This beautiful badge alone convinced the two of them.

"Fantastic, we were going to use the big dung egg as a trademark at the beginning!"

George said happily.

"This logo looks much better than Big Dung!"

Lou En was obviously stunned when he heard George's words.

It's too brave to use a big dung egg as a trademark.

"The matter of the trademark is left to the two of you."

Finish drawing the badge, Lou En said.

"Okay, don't worry!"

The twins agreed with confidence.

Then the three chatted about the general development of the store next to the Black Lake.

Everything in Lou En's mind needs to be coordinated with magic, so the Gemini decided to go to the library in the afternoon and stay in the evening.

The grades of the two were not bad, but their minds were not focused on learning.

After researching the product, the twins were instantly energized.

Watching the two figures leave in high spirits, Lou En nodded in satisfaction.

The two of them worked hard, and he was only responsible for some ideas.

In contrast, Lou En is much more relaxed.

After returning to Slytherin's lounge.

Lou En patted her snow-covered blond hair before blow-drying it with a wand.

There are quite a few little wizards who have caught a cold in the school recently, and there are a lot of people seeing a doctor at the school doctor every day.

Although he didn't think his physique would catch a cold, it was better to be careful.

After drying his hair, Lou En suddenly froze.

It seems that I haven't seen a frog cub for many days.

Since the last time the frog cub brought back to Niangduquan, he subconsciously forgot to go to the den to see the frog cub.

After he returned to his dormitory, he came to his bedside position.

In the soft nest, there are no frog cubs, and there are only a few photos that appear at an unknown time.

The content of the photo is a short-haired little girl in a sweater, and a young man with a big nose in a blue shirt.

Another photo shows a huge turtle with a hexagonal stone carved into the center of the turtle's shell.

There are also patterns of this animal on the stone.

"A little familiar?"

Lou En muttered to himself.

But this trip, he knew it was the world he had seen in his previous life.

It's just that the vague memory gave him a general impression, but it wasn't very impressive.

In the lower left corner of the photo, as always, the time to return is written.

This time I came back late, probably after the Christmas break.

Store the photo in the alien space, and Lou En turned on the bedside lamp to write a note for the spell class.

When the frog cubs come back, they will know what to bring.

Guessing or not is completely irrelevant now.

The little wizards also have homework every day, but usually Lou En and Hermione finish their work in the library ahead of time.

And today Hermione is still in class, so he can only write it himself.

The homework assigned by Professor Flitwick is very simple for him.

It is to record the concept and application experience of the floating spell.

At noon, even if the sun is shining outside, the underwater dormitory of Slytherin is still green.

Fortunately, he prepared the lights.

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night.

Gryffindor's table.

Lou En, a Slytherin, is surrounded by twins, Harry Ronald, and Hermione.

If you don't know, you might think that a group of little lions are bullying a little snake.

"Christmas will be in a few days, do you have gifts ready?"

Fred and George both smiled and looked at Lou En as they talked.

"Don't worry, there are both of you."

Lou En said helplessly.

It's time for a Quidditch match after Halloween.

And Christmas comes right after a Quidditch match.

Although Lou En said yes, but he hadn't thought about what to give.

He has a lot of strange things, just take out one or two.

"I, I, I, I'm all ready for you!"

Ronald, who was holding Scabbers, also said.

"You send some useless things every year." The two brothers who knew Ronald said helplessly.

Every Christmas, Ronald always brings back what they have left.

There is no novelty or value.

Several people were sitting around, and Fred had told everyone the name of the store and what was going to be done.

Hermione was interested in the magic of the twins, while Ronald and Harry just thought the cards were interesting.

"Irregular!"

"it hurts!"

Harry folded his fingers and stared dully at the angry witch waving his wand.

Just now, he touched the witch in mid-air with his fingers out of curiosity, only to be pricked by a wand.

"Miss witch has her own consciousness."

Fred explained with a smile.

Lou En looked at Miss Witch who folded her hands in anger, and had a bold idea in her heart.

Forget it, it's not a punishment.

With the end of night.

Bright stars appeared in the sky.

In the school medical room.

Quirrell, who had almost recovered, held his head in fear.

"Definitely, must find Peter Pettigrew!"

"Now you quickly find the magic stone for me!"

The awakened Voldemort shouted unwillingly.

"Yes, Lord...Master, I have already found out about the Philosopher's Stone!"

"I'll figure it out by Halloween!"

Quirrell, who was hunched over on the bed, replied in a panic.

"Action as soon as possible!"

After Voldemort said something weakly, he fell into a deep sleep again.

The last time he wrapped the turban with magic, he had used up the magic power of recovery.

He had been hibernating on the back of Professor Quirrell's head for the last few days, recovering cautiously.

Under the moonlight, Quirrell undid the bandage on his arm, looked at the almost recovered arm, and shook it gently.

The pain made him frown, and Quirrell looked up at the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

I have an idea in my mind.

Now it's time for Halloween! *

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