As the start of school draws closer, a group of young wizards buy books almost every day at the Blotted Bookstore across from the potion shop.

Most of them are first-year freshmen.

In the past few days, Lorne has not seen a little wizard in the first grade come to the store to watch, and he has been asking curious questions.

"Ah, those books in Lockhart have drained half of my savings in one fell swoop!"

Hermione calculated the cost of Galleons for Lockhart's books, and finally crawled on the table in despair.

"What's the hurry, I haven't given it to you yet..."

Lorne sat on a chaise longue with a book in his hand and said leisurely.

You must know that a small percentage of the potions sold in the store are made by Hermione.

The clever Miss Hermione, after discovering that she could not learn alchemy, turned her head and asked Lorne to teach her how to make potions.

For his little girlfriend's opinion, Lorne naturally would not refuse.

From polyjuice to aphrodisiacs, he had taught Hermione everything.

But for some reason, Hermione was only interested in aphrodisiacs.

And there is also a preparation to test the medicine with him.

This gave Lorne a bit of a headache, and if he really drank the aphrodisiac, it was estimated that the next time they met would be Hermione's prison visit.

With Miss Hermione in attendance, Lorne was usually a lot more relaxed.

So Hermione deserves her share.

"Think about it, the gold galleons I earned this month are about more than 6,000, let's just divide them equally. "

Lorne thought for a moment and chuckled.

Hermione, however, shook her head, "I didn't do much, I gave too much." "

"Stop, we two don't have to say anything like that. "

Lorne hurriedly skipped the topic.

"Instead of thinking about this, you might as well look at how many Lockhart books the two of us have bought. "

He gestured to the large pile of books next to the table, most of which were Lockhart's travelogue books to pass the time of boredom.

And in this semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, they bought more than half of the books during the holidays, so they only needed to buy a little, and it didn't cost much.

"How can there be so many?"

Hermione looked at it and said incredulously.

She remembered that she had only bought one or two...

"I bought the rest. "

Lorne said helplessly.

No way, in addition to alchemy in the Blotted bookstore, Lockhart's travelogue is the most interesting.

If he hadn't known Lockhart's character, he would have thought that this author was a legendary great wizard.

Oh, Lockhart...

Lorne laughed.

He remembered that the other party seemed to be just a master of using the Oblivion Charm, and all the stories were copied from other people's heads, plus his own writing polish, which caused this hot fame.

"You seem to like reading his books more than I do. "

Hermione walked over to Lorne's side with a notebook in her arms and said.

"The book is good, but the people are a bit of a problem. "

Lorne shrugged, not knowing how to explain this to Hermione.

After all, he and Lockhart have never met, and there is no basis for what he says.

Hearing Lorne say this about Lockhart, even Miss Hermione felt repulsed by the authors of these books.

"Can you help me see if this potion can be infused with snakeskin?"

Hermione said as she handed the note to Lorne.

After glancing at the recipe, Lorne thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yes!"

Lorne then put down the book in his hand and began to explain to Hermione the process of refining the potion.

Recently, Hermione has been working potions, and has been brewing all kinds of potions in the basement.

She had even begun to refine the months-long compound potion.

Although it may not be possible to complete the preparation by the beginning of the school year.

Hermione listened to Lorne as she turned the silver ring on her white finger.

She also had a general understanding of the runes carved on it.

The general meaning is: love, health, romance, relaxing time...

This brought her feelings for Lorne one step closer.

And the runes on the rings of both people are exactly the same.

It's hard not to think crookedly.

"What do you think, so obsessed?"

Lorne asked curiously as he pinched Hermione's smiling little nose.

"Do you know what the ring means?"

Hermione disliked the finger pinching her nose and asked Lorne.

"Of course I do. "

Lorne smiled and nodded, he understood what Hermione was thinking.

"You're the most romantic I've ever seen!"

Miss Hermione pinched Lorne's cheek with her hand and smiled like a flower.

"I hope it's the only one you've ever seen. "

Lorne's pale blue eyes were smiling.

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Lockhart is coming.

The internationally renowned adventure writer, the third-class Medal of Merlin, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and a five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award is in Diagon Alley.

Both the Daily Prophet and the Contrarian reported on the incident.

Lockhart's book signing session will be held in five days at the Blotted bookstore.

Hermione and Lorne, who lived on the opposite side, naturally got the news.

Lorne could already have an idea of how hot the business would be five days later, and his potion shop was empty.

Hearing Lorne's exclamation, Hermione couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

She knew that in the course of a month, Lorne had earned no less money than the Ritted Bookstore and Madame Morkin's clothing store.

And in comparison, Lorne's side is very leisurely, and every day here is to read books and refine medicine.

There's no need to be busy.

The five days passed quickly.

Hermione was woken up by the sound outside the window, rubbing her sleepy eyes and turning her head to look across the street at the Blotted Bookstore.

Before dawn, there were already many wizards standing at the door waiting.

Most of them are young witches, after all, Lockhart is still very handsome, and has been the male protagonist on the cover of magazines several times.

But in Miss Granger's opinion, Lockhart didn't look as good as her own Lorne.

Miss Hermione turned her head to look at the clock on the wall, it was only about five o'clock.

It's crazy...

She thought so, but cast a silence spell with her wand and went back to sleep on the soft bed.

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