Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

King's Cross station in the evening.

With the sound of a melodious flute, the Hogwarts train stopped at the position of platform nine and three-quarters.

The end of the line has arrived.

Lorne gently shook the little witch who was sleeping soundly on his lap.

Hermione's half-open eyes, which were still a little hazy, yawned sleepily.

"Arrived?"

"Well, it's King's Cross. "

With Lorne's support, Hermione slowly stood up, staring at the gloomy platform outside the window with beautiful eyes.

It's the end of another semester...

And most importantly, this holiday will be two months apart from Lorne.

"You must remember to write to me!"

Lorne had just taken Hermione's suitcase out when he heard this.

"Of course. "

He chuckled and nodded.

As she left the carriage, Miss Hermione hugged Lorne hard.

After stepping out of the Hogwarts train, the little witch caught a glimpse of the Granger couple in the crowd, waving to them.

"Remember—"

"Remember to write to you, don't worry!"

Looking at Miss Granger, who was still admonishing, Lorne interrupted her with a smirk.

After receiving Lorne's assurance, Hermione nodded happily and trotted to find the Granger couple with her suitcase.

In the distance, Mr. Granger waved at Lorne in a friendly manner.

With the little witch leaving King's Cross for good, Lorne prepares to return to his home where he has lived in London for eleven years.

The spatial coordinates were set up as early as the time I went home in the first semester, so I didn't waste much time getting home.

When Lorne stepped on the wooden floor, the room was filled with dust.

"Clean up!"

He covered his mouth and nose with a frown, and cleaned the whole room with his wand.

Looks like we need to raise a house-elf...

But when it comes to house-elves, Lorne can't help but think of Dobby, who almost killed Harry alone.

It's just that after the Quidditch match, he never saw the elf again, and he didn't know if he was summoned back by Lucius.

Turning on the lights in the room, Lorne took the suitcase out of the Divine Authority space and threw it in the corner.

At the same time, there are three different photos in his hands.

It was sent back to the frogcub after another trip a month ago.

It also said the date of return, which was at eleven o'clock this evening.

The first photo shows a rough sea, with a mid-sized brig sailing ship riding the waves.

I don't see anything peculiar.

However, Lorne didn't know much about the world of the sea, and only a few of them knew.

The second photo is nothing special either.

It was a picture of his own frog cub with a dressed monkey, and a group of ragged sailors could be seen in the background busy with their duties.

But the third photo is particularly weird.

When he saw this picture, Lorne was stunned.

It was on a pitch-black sea, and the only light was the moonlight in the night sky.

His own frog cub stood on the mast, and below stood a group of skeletons armed with sharp knives or flintlock pistols, as if fighting, as if celebrating.

Even the monkey turned into a skeleton, and it stood beside the frog cub with a creepy smile.

"Pirates of the Caribbean?"

Lorne had the impression that the brig was the Black Pearl, if he guessed correctly.

And those skeletons are the undead cursed by the gold coins.

"What can the frog cubs bring back?"

"Those cursed gold coins?"

Lorne glanced at the horse charm around his neck, the skeleton curse shouldn't have any effect on him.

And the curses of those immortals are not as good as his Filthy Earth Reincarnation, at least the Filthy Earth Reincarnation has its own taste.

Let's wait until eleven o'clock when the frog cubs come back...

Before that, it's better to think about how to deal with the Basilisk and Tom's affairs.

When he left Hogwarts, Lorne stuffed the basilisk into a suitcase of his own making.

And Senior Tom hasn't spoken at all in the last few months, as if he has fallen into a deep sleep.

It's nothing to play dead.

Because Lorne's next plan is to find a way to reincarnate Tom in the filthy earth.

It's a pity that this kind of talent is not used for himself.

However, there is a question as to whether Tom's soul body can extract something like hair.

After all, reincarnation requires some DNA from the resurrected.

Thinking of this, Lorne narrowed his eyes and thought.

"It's a bit of a problem..."

Looking at the book cover engraved with the forbidden spell runes, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Throwing the journal on the table, Lorne sat on the couch and turned on the black and white TV.

This made the originally quiet house a little lively.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Quack!"

With a rapid croaking of frogs, Lorne quickly looked up.

I saw my frog cub crawling on the table with a puff, and the original lotus hat was replaced by a triangular hat made of leather, and he was still carrying a telescope.

"So... Brought back a telescope this time?"

Lorne asked curiously as he walked over and poked the frogcub lying on his stomach with his fingers.

He also thought he would be able to bring back a cursed gold coin this time.

"Quack!"

The frogcub unwrapped the package behind him and placed it in front of Lorne.

As the package opened, an octagonal compass the size of a palm lay silently on the table.

"This is..."

Lorne's eyes widened as he picked up the somewhat worn compass.

The news of the identification soon appeared in his perspective.

[Jack Sparrow's Compass - A special and precious specialty from the world of Pirates of the Caribbean.] 】

[Function: The direction pointed by this compass pointer is what the owner wants most in his heart, if you don't have the goal you want, the pointer will not have any direction!]

[Use: The frogcub successfully established a deep plastic friendship with Captain Jack, and when it left the free ocean, it took this magical compass with its hand, and when it was used, it thought silently in its heart, and then opened the compass and followed the pointer forward!]

"Jack's Compass?!"

Lorne looked at the frog cub in disbelief.

You've been hunted down by Jack Sparrow like this!