Hogwarts: Frog Cub Brings Back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the Start

"What's wrong?"

After teasing Erza, Hermione looked at Lou En, who was thinking with some doubts, and asked softly.

"No, nothing."

After returning to his senses, Lou En smiled slightly and threw the envelope in his hand into the Shenwei space.

If Voldemort is resurrected, he will be resurrected, there is no threat to him anyway.

His current strength... If he goes all out, it is estimated that few wizards can resist.

I don't know if the first game is still a fire dragon.

If it's Fire Dragon's, it's time to try out his Thunder Dragon Slayer magic.

After all, after gaining the power, he doesn't have a chance to make a full shot now.

"Whoo—that group of people is crazy!"

A hurried gasping sound came from behind Lou En, and he turned his head to see George and Harry, who were looking scared.

Until now, the two of them barely managed to break free from the fanatical wizards.

"What about Fred and Ronald?"

Lou En asked strangely.

He remembered seeing the two of them in the crowd just now, how come it's only George and Harry now?

13

"Fred was chatting with Angelina, and Ronald—"

Harry said, a pair of emerald green eyes subconsciously looked at the crowd.

Well, he's still obsessed with the honor of being a Warrior right now, and he just can't help himself.

Inside the Transfiguration classroom.

Although the Twenty-One Tournament will be held soon, the courses that should be taken during the period must be completed.

Professor McGonagall also assigned a lot of homework as usual.

Because soon, these little wizards will be taking O.W.Ls exams, and she won't reduce her homework because of the so-called competition.

"My Merlin, I'm planning to train hard in the next few days. With so much homework, I don't have time to train..."

Ronald looked at the three dissertation topics on Transfiguration written on the blackboard, and couldn't help but complained in a low voice.

"If you can't even do that, then I don't think there's any need for you to go to the Tournament - Mr. Weasley!"9

Professor McGonagall half-squinted his eyes and said in a stern, hoarse voice.

It could be heard that she, who had always been calm, was very angry now.

Obviously, Harry and Ronald in front of them did not reach the corresponding level of magic, and they were selected as warriors to force the so-called Triwizard Tournament - this is simply to die.

She had also reported this to Dumbledore, but there was no solution at all.

After all, the contract was already established the moment the flame went out.

No one can get rid of it.

Not to mention not only Hogwarts, but the other two schools as well.

After hearing this sentence, Ronald instantly shrank his head and did not dare to speak.

Of course, he knows that he can become a warrior completely relying on Lou En. If he is really selected, no matter how he thinks he can't become a so-called warrior.

"What are you going to train for?"

Noticing that Professor McGonagall's eyes were no longer on this side, Harry asked in a low voice curiously.

He had never heard the word "training" from Ronald's mouth. Even at the end of the semester every year, he strongly pulled Ronald to review.

"Of course it's a spell, isn't it?"

Ronald glanced at him and said with a shrug.

Perhaps it is about to face the fifth grade O.W.Ls exam, not only Professor McGonagall, but also professors in other disciplines are gradually becoming stricter.

The always amiable Professor Flitwick also made all the wizards pick up the quill and firmly remember the essentials of casting the spell.

Even Snape allowed them to take notes in class and to answer a paper on potions every day.

As if the upcoming Tournament didn't matter at all.

The edge of the forbidden forest.

"Hermione, you're doing the wrong thing with the fried-tail snail - you see, you should hold the food to its mouth and gently stroke the needle-like tail so it doesn't attack you."

Hagrid stood beside Hermione, grinning and giving her a demonstration.

However, Hermione didn't care about this disgusting fried tail snail, instead she pinched her nose and looked curiously at Hagrid in front of her.

The originally thick and messy hair has been neatly combed at this time, even the chin beard has been tied into a braid, and the worn moleskin coat on his body has been replaced by a nondescript dress.

It's more of a custom oversized dress than a dress...

and--

"What's the matter with your smell?"

Hermione couldn't help but took a step back and asked.

For some unknown reason, Hagrid had a particularly strong pungent scent today.

The strong taste has overwhelmed the stench of the fried tail snails, which is incredible.

"Cologne—why don't you like it?

Hagrid scratched his head and muttered softly.

"It's so pungent, how much perfume have you sprayed?"

Hermione muffled her breath in a suffocated tone.

"Half a bottle, I think it's a little bit spilled..."

Hagrid grunted.

And at this time in the forbidden forest not far away.

Lou En was leaning against a wall made of stone, looking at Malfoy who was about to speak in front of him with a leisurely expression.

Just now, he was raising fried tail snails with Miss Hermione, and in the middle of the process, for some reason, Malfoy suddenly came up.

"So...you want to buy some alchemy items?

Lou En turned the magic ring in his hand and said thoughtfully.

"Yes, the ten alchemy rings you sold to Lockhart last time, any more?"

Malfoy looked around and found no one, then hesitated for a while, then asked in a low voice.

He still clearly remembered that in second grade, Lockhart fought back and forth with Snape with ten alchemy rings.

"Of course those things are... but—"

After hearing this sentence, Lou En's mouth slightly raised, and he said with half-squinted eyes.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter how much gold Galleon!"9

After hearing the answer he wanted, Malfoy nodded and said excitedly.

"As long as I can win the Warriors Tournament! 99

"No, no, I'm not talking about Jin Galleon."

Lou En looked at him and shook his head.

Not Kim Galleon?

Malfoy froze for a moment, then looked at him suspiciously.

"What I need is, on the playing field - help us spread the word about Fairy Tail...