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

Chapter 92: Wait, that's an aphrodisiac!

After washing the stains and messy hair from his face with clean water, Lorne sat down in his chair while Hermione helped him style his hair behind him.

Although it is said that a wand can easily accomplish these things, after all, it has been washed for eleven years, and if you use a wand all the time, it will always feel like you are not used to it.

Even Hermione was like that.

Lorne also helped Hermione with a low ponytail hairstyle today, and the tied curls were draped behind her, looking smart and beautiful.

Using their wands to tidy up the messy hall, the two of them prepare to close the door and go out for breakfast.

After all, Lorne didn't think about the situation of cooking, so he didn't buy some ingredients either.

When he walked out the door, he realized that there were already small snowflakes in the sky, and from time to time there was a slight cold breeze.

I want to eat hot pot!

Lorne thought.

However, many of the ingredients still need to be purchased from other places, at least not yet.

There are also quite a few snack shops in Diagon Alley, so don't go to the Leaky Cauldron Bar for breakfast.

Hermione and Lorne had a quick breakfast before heading to the potions shop.

As of today, only ten gold Galleons have been credited, which is a bit bleak.

Today, Lorne is going to make some rings for the Iron Charm to improve his proficiency.

For this purpose, he also chose a corner location to prevent messing with the surrounding bottles, cans, and materials.

Hermione, on the other hand, was curious to learn along, and she wanted to see how this kind of thing was made.

At noon, a familiar little wizard came here to buy something.

With pale blonde hair and a face following behind his father, it was none other than the lovelorn Malfoy.

"Grid... Granger?"

Now that he saw the figure on the counter, Malfoy was stunned.

He didn't expect to see Lorne's little girlfriend here.

"Malfoy?"

Hermione was also stunned.

She didn't have a very hostile impression of Malfoy, except for what she had said on the boat at first, but not as hateful as Harry and Ron.

"You two know each other?"

A man with pale blond hair, cold gray-blue eyes, and a pale, pointy face standing in front of Malfoy frowned.

"I was at school... Friend. "

Draco whispered.

It was Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, who was questioning.

On the contrary, Hermione couldn't help frowning after hearing her friend's words.

She didn't like the title.

"Do you two need potions?"

Putting down the quill in her hand, Hermione asked.

I don't like it, but I still have to do business.

"Do you have any palliatives here?"

Lucius said softly.

He acted like a proper nobleman, but Lorne knew the true identity of the man in front of him.

It is said that after graduating from Hogwarts at that time, he joined the ranks of Tom's seniors and became an honorable Death Eater.

"How many bottles does Mr. Malfoy want?"

Lorne put away his wand and placed a finished silver ring in front of Hermione, asking softly.

He had just heard Draco's voice in the back before he came out.

"Geralt!"

Malfoy couldn't help but exclaim, he really didn't expect these two to actually work here together!

It was completely beyond his surprise.

"Long time no see, Draco!"

Lorne smiled and said hello, just as he usually did in the dorm.

"Long time no see..."

Draco came to his senses and nodded.

Lucius watched all this quietly, he didn't expect that he would meet two friends of his classmates in a random shop.

And these two know that they are not pure-blooded families when they hear their names.

Granger and Geralt, the twenty-eight sacred pure-blood families don't have the surnames of either family.

His own son would be friends with these two, which was a bit beyond his surprise.

How could Draco, as a father, not know what kind of character he had, with pure-blooded pride in his heart, just like him.

"So far, I've only refined eleven bottles of Palliative!"

These potions were all practiced by him when he had nothing to do, so there was only so much in stock.

The potion was refined by this wizard in front of you?

Lucius grasped the point at once, and his gray-blue eyes couldn't help but glance at the smiling Lorne.

You must know that the palliative is a high-grade potion, and the refining method is complicated, so the price is high.

If it weren't for the headache he had for a while, Lucius wouldn't be willing to buy this potion.

Even if he has money.

"Eleven bottles, I want them!"

Lucius was not polite and directly pre-ordered the eleven bottles.

The recent headache made him think that Voldemort was coming back, which was a big joke.

Voldemort had already been killed at the age of eleven.

How could it be possible to come back...

"Eleven bottles, a total of eight hundred gold galleons. "

With that, Lorne used the levitation charm to place eleven bottles of Palliative in the chest used to hold the potion.

"Deal. "

Inheriting the property of the Malfoy family, Lucius can be described as very atmospheric, and handed over the eight hundred gold gallons without blinking an eye.

"Come back often!"

Looking at the two figures leaving, a smile tugged at Lorne's lips.

This is the first time I have met such a big customer, and I can earn back the rent money at once.

Even Hermione was smiling and looking happy.

"The money is handed over to you, I'm going to refine some palliatives, and tonight, I can probably refine a bottle. "

Lorne handed Hermione eight hundred gold galleons, then grabbed his wand and ring and walked into the basement.

Because potions are usually made with a lot of smell and smoke, they are usually done in the basement.

Night!

There were no other guests to buy anything today except Lucius, so it closed early.

Hermione continued to learn the use of alchemical runes with Lorne, and she was keenly aware that she also had the same silver ring on Lorne's finger.

This made Miss Hermione curl the corners of her mouth.

"I'm so dizzy!"

After reading the notes for a while, Hermione managed to feel dizzy under Lorne's explanation.

"I'd like a palliative too!"

Miss Hermione said weakly.

It is worth mentioning that Hermione was also able to successfully make a palliative.

"I just finished refining it and put it in the basement next to the crucible to cool it. "

Lorne was carving a bracelet and couldn't leave it but to let Hermione go by herself.

"By the way, that pink bottle can't be drunk!"

But when he turned his head, Hermione was gone.

Miss Hermione shouldn't be that stupid, right?

After all, pink is still very conspicuous...

......

Basement.

Miss Hermione came to the crucible with a fluorescent flickering spell.

Next to the cauldron, bottles and jars of potions were listed, some with names written and some without names.

"Pink potion?"

At this time, the pink potion on the side made Hermione curious to pick it up.

What is the pink potion?

Miss Hermione, who had never touched the forbidden potions, was curious.

She opened the cap and sniffed it with the tip of her nose.

A fresh scent tickled the tip of her nose, as if urging Hermione to drink.

Or... A bite?

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