Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

The hot evening breeze stirs the wind chimes hanging from the wooden patterned door, making a crisp sound.

Inside the Akali Potion Shop.

The room was cooled by the spell, and after eating, Hermione even put on one of Lorne's green robes and leaned against the couch.

Although she has her own suitcase, she prefers to pick one from the hanger next to her clothes rather than her own clothes.

The familiar smell made Hermione gently twitch the tip of her nose.

It's like the smell of the aphrodisiac I drank in the basement last time I was on vacation.

Fragrant and charming...

Lorne, on the other hand, cleaned up everything he had eaten, and changed the table back along the way.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Miss Hermione wrapped in her own robe.

"What do you think?"

Lorne smiled and walked over and rubbed her curly brown hair with his hand.

It feels the same as when we parted a few months ago.

"I'm thinking about you..."

A shallow smile appeared on Hermione's face, mimicking his usual Xi of speaking and chuckling softly.

"That's my pleasure, dear Miss Granger. "

Lorne sat down on the couch and looked at the girl with a light smile, and slowly reached out to hug her.

Hermione lay down in his arms, rubbing her head against Lorne's chest.

"Where's your charm?"

Miss Hermione asked suddenly.

She remembered that the charm depicting the horse was always worn on her chest, and that she even touched her head every time she hugged her.

But this time it didn't feel it.

"Give it to a senior and let him go to Tumbledown Alley, and he will return it to me when school starts. "

Lorne explained.

"yes..."

Hermione tilted her head to look directly at the pale blue eyes that she hadn't seen in a long time, and the corners of her mouth curled.

She didn't go any further, because Miss Granger knew he was deliberately not letting her know about the Tumbledown.

In other words, it's a kind of protection.

"I was just wondering what it would taste like if you drank a bottle of aphrodisiac. "

Hermione spoke curiously what she was thinking.

Upon hearing this, Lorne was slightly stunned, and then smiled a little dumbly.

Did Miss Granger always remember the bottle of aphrodisiac she drank last holiday?

Until now, I'm still thinking about letting him take a sip too.

But the taste of it...

Lorne could have guessed without even drinking.

"It should be a strong jasmine flavor, as for the rest of the taste, I don't know. "

Lorne's answer made Hermione's ears flush slightly.

Isn't the smell of jasmine the fragrance of her hair?

"I don't believe it, unless you take a sip!"

The girl couldn't help but squint her eyes and whispered.

"It's... Isn't that okay?"

Lorne hesitated for a moment and replied.

Aphrodisiac wasn't something to drink, and if he did, he would probably go to Azkaban with Sirius.

Speaking of which, Miss Hermione had been wanting him to take a sip last semester?

This is a thief's heart that does not die...

"I miss you so much..."

Hermione couldn't help but lean in as she spoke, rubbing her little head against Lorne's cheek.

It's like being in a responsive room.

She hadn't seen her for a few months, and when she saw this familiar handsome face again, she still couldn't control her behavior.

"Me too. "

Lorne felt a little itchy side of his face, chuckled and hugged Miss Granger's waist, and a young couple who hadn't seen each other in a long time wanted to hug each other.

Bell Bell –

At this time, the wind chimes at the door rang. Approaching the carved wooden door, it was gently opened.

"A black dog?"

Hermione looked up at the doorway.

I saw a large black dog pushing his head against the door and walking into the kitchen of the potion shop.

Completely oblivious to the gaze of the young couple in the corner.

Lorne looked at the black dog who had walked into the kitchen, looking a little helpless.

Why did Sirius come to him again in search of food!

Is the food on Tom's side that bad?

"You still have pets?"

Hermione asked curiously.

Although the black dog looked quite fierce, it was not unacceptable since it was adopted by Lorne.

"Ah, sort of..."

Lorne hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

After all, he has always been in charge of eating and living, and this black dog is indeed like a pet.

"Have you been sterilized?" Hermione asked.

“... No. "

Hearing this, Lorne shook his head with a complicated expression.

If this black dog were to be neutered, Sirius would be able to take his wand and give him an avada for his life.

"It just so happens that my father knows a wonderful veterinarian, why don't we take this black dog with us tomorrow..."

Hermione rubbed her head against Lorne's cheek and made an offer.

"Hey Lorne, why are you only left with rock skin cakes here!"

At this moment, a slight hoarse voice came from the kitchen, interrupting what Hermione was about to say, and she froze in place.

Is it a hallucination?

Hermione looked up at the kitchen door.

I saw a middle-aged man with long hair and a full beard walking out with a rock skin cake in his mouth, complaining as he walked.

"Can't you eat something normal people eat?"

"Don't you have enough food over there for Tom?"

Lorne patted Hermione on the shoulder, then said in a helpless tone.

Hermione's eyes widened, and a pair of brown pupils looked at the man incredulously.

It was a black dog that had just entered—wait, it was Animagus!

The clever Miss Hermione guessed at once.

But this face seems to have been seen somewhere...

She couldn't help but think.

"Tsk, I can't rob those werewolves. "

Sirius shook his head and walked over.

But when he got to the opposite side of the couch, he suddenly froze.

"Well, isn't it the right time for me to come?"

Sirius scratched his head and asked.

"It's really not the right time..."

Lorne shook his head.

Sirius looked at the little couple leaning together with a complicated expression, and took a hard bite of the hard crust cake.

A creaking sound rang out from his mouth.

"You're — a fugitive from Azkaban, Sirius Black!"

Miss Hermione, frowning, finally remembered.