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

King's Cross Station.

Lorne and Hermione got out of the cab, their suitcases still in hand.

It's already around eight o'clock, and the train will leave at nine o'clock, so there's plenty of time.

In the station, there were already many little wizards saying goodbye to their parents at this time, and Lorne couldn't help but glance at Hermione beside him when he saw this scene.

Maybe school is about to start, and Hermione, who didn't sleep well last night, is yawning with her mouth covered.

"What's wrong?"

She asked inexplicably as she saw Lorne looking at her.

"No, it's nothing..."

"Riddler!"

Hermione stabbed him in the waist with her little hand, a little dissatisfied.

This guy was definitely thinking something about her.

In order, it was not long before the two of them reached the post, and they rushed in at a trott.

It wasn't until he got to the nine-and-three-quarters station that Lorne noticed that the surroundings were already crowded with all kinds of curious little wizards, all of whom had just entered the school this year.

That is, first-year freshmen.

Before he knew it, he and Hermione had been living at Hogwarts for almost a year.

Sparing the little wizards, Lorne took the suitcase and led the girl behind him into the carriage.

As usual, the two found a spot directly at the end of the carriage, which was empty.

"I don't think I saw the Weasleys or Harry," said the familiar little witch leaning on Lorne, a little confused.

The two of them saw many acquaintances at the waiting station, Malfoy, Cedric...

But they didn't find the conspicuous redheads and Harry.

Lorne also wanted to ask Fred what was wrong with the cards.

"Maybe it's a delay, and it's not yet nine o'clock. "

Lorne picked up a multi-flavored bean and put it in Hermione's mouth, but Hermione bit down on his little finger.

"It hurts..."

Lorne pulled out his finger and glanced helplessly at the triumphant little witch, and rubbed her brown curls with his other free hand, which looked a little messy in a few moments.

Broken gold sunlight filtered through the window, draped over the two of them like a golden gauze.

Hermione's eyes narrowed as she was touched and looked like a very comfortable kitten.

I feel like cat ears are more suitable for Miss Hermione than rabbit ears...

Lorne couldn't hold back his wand.

The thought in his mind gradually expanded, and he glanced down at Hermione, who was lying in his arms with her eyes closed.

Anyway, the carriage they were in was at the end, and no one should bother them.

Try it!

Taking advantage of Hermione's lack of attention, Lorne gently picked up his wand and aimed it at the little witch's brown curls.

"Turned into cat ears..."

A whisper rang out, and the wand glowed faintly.

Two brown cat ears suddenly appeared on top of the empty head, and they shook quickly from time to time.

Oops, it's a heart-warming feeling!

Lorne glanced at Hermione, who didn't know what was going on, and quietly stretched out a hand to touch it.

It looks fluffy and must feel good.

Lorne thought.

However, he had barely reached the point of his hand when the door of the carriage was suddenly slammed.

"Hmm!"

Miss Hermione, who heard the voice, opened her eyes instantly, and then hurriedly left Lorne's arms.

Strange, why do I feel a little loud knocking on the door?

Lorne looked at the trembling cat's ears and said something was wrong.

If Miss Hermione had known, she would have been bitten again.

As Hermione opened the door to the carriage, she was greeted by a little witch with light gold and brown accents, waist-length, and agile gray eyes.

The first time she saw Hermione, she froze in place.

What's the deal with those two cat ears?

"Hello, is there anything you can do?"

Miss Hermione asked kindly when she saw that the little witch was silent.

"No, I just can't find an empty car..."

The little witch's voice was soft, but full of ethereal inspiration, as nimble as the call of a lark.

Lorne poked his head out of the carriage and glanced at the little witch outside.

It was a very cute little witch with two weird turnip earrings.

"You can come to our carriage!"

Miss Hermione was very kind to the little wizard in the first year, and invited directly.

"My name is Hermione Granger, and he's- he's my boyfriend, Lorne Geralt!"

This made Lorne laugh, this is a declaration of sovereignty.

"Thank you, I'm Luna Lovegood!"

An ethereal voice sounded, and Luna walked into the carriage with a magazine in her arms and sat across from Lorne and Hermione.

"Hello!"

Lorne chuckled and said hello.

He had an impression of the little witch in front of him.

"Hello~"

Luna replied politely.

"Is the magazine in your hand "Singing Contrarians"?"

Hermione, who reads the magazine when she has nothing to do, recognizes the name of the magazine at a glance.

After all, Contradiction is a unique magazine in the wizarding world, dedicated to creatures that are said to have no one in the world, and it sells more than the Daily Prophet.

It's the perfect time to kill boredom.

But Hermione clearly didn't agree with the magazine, at least Lorne had heard her complain.

"Is the editor-in-chief of this magazine, Xenophilius Lovegood, your father?"

Seeing that Hermione was about to make her own comment, Lowe was the first to answer.

"That's right, the editor-in-chief is indeed my father. Luna looked at Lorne curiously and replied.

“......"

Hermione, who had just wanted to review the magazine, didn't know what to say, and a pair of brown cat ears kept shaking, revealing her inner thoughts.

It was a good thing that Lorne interrupted, otherwise she would have blurted out her words full of criticism.

Although she is deceived by Lorne every day, it does not mean that Miss Hermione is a fool.

“...... You!"

Luna finally couldn't help but point to the top of Miss Hermione's head, and she was a little reluctant to speak.

"The cat ears on top of your head look funny..."

Hearing this, Lorne couldn't help but cover his face.

It's over, it's been spoken.

Cat... Cat ears?

The little ears on Hermione's head stiffened, no longer shaking in any way.

She reached out and touched the top of her head, and there were indeed two fluffy kitten ears.

In an instant, she was on target!

"L-Ann!"