Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

Finally, under the surprise of the other party, Snape rushed over, discussed with Professor McGonagall, and finally gave Marcus a 15-day suspension from school, and Slytherin scored 25 points.

And Hema was talking indifferently with Harry and walking towards the auditorium.

"How did you do it just now?" Ron stood up excitedly, flicking his sleeve and squinting to imitate.

"This? It's my little secret, I'll tell you when I have a chance."

When Ron heard Hema say this, he also remembered the wings behind Hema yesterday. He subconsciously placed the reason Hema was able to block the attack just now on the magic props.

"Herma, since it's fine, let's go to the auditorium quickly."

"Ok."

Several people on the road chatted a lot of anecdotes to make Harry also relaxed. Hema really was not the same as other Slytherins.

Arriving in the auditorium, Hema was also separated from Harry and came to Slytherin's table, but it was still early and there were not many people.

In order to be quiet, he also deliberately found a place nearer to the edge, but after a while, he was still crowded with Slytherin students.

He really didn't want to be high-profile, but he didn't expect it to be the result... saying that Hannah did not come to him. When she returned to the dormitory yesterday, she was not seen outside the auditorium.

"Ron Weasley! You know what you did!"

But just after Hema had finished reading the book and was going to have some snacks, Gryffindor heard the roar of a brother and woman, and saw a letter floating in front of Ron and scolding him.

"It's so noisy in the morning, really worthy of Gryffindor~"

Hearing the voice next to him, Hema looked around, and a short-haired Slytherin girl chatted with the girl next to her.

"But Gryffindor won't talk about these things behind others." Hema said slowly, squinting towards the other.

"Hema? Abbott! What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything. I mean, we are venomous snakes, we don't need to vomit letters behind our enemies. Instead, we open our poisonous teeth, restrain each other's neck and kill the enemy completely!

With the last word of Hema falling to the ground, there was a complete silence in the surroundings, and the girl also gave Hema a fierce glance, turning her head to ignore him.

Although a freshman from Hema said this arrogantly, he was able to cast a rodless spell and silent spell at the branch ceremony.

In addition to the fact that he and Marcus had a high-level battle with Marcus for hundreds of rounds, unscathed, it is worth affirming that this is a monster-level genius.

Although Hema doesn’t even know that she is so powerful, the power of the trio is really terrible.

After eating something, Hema's review is almost the same. The first lesson is Snape's. If you can get a goodwill value in the Half-Blood Prince, there are many benefits.

After tidying up his notes, Hema found that the entire auditorium was almost empty. Only the other side of the Slytherin long table was still reading the book.

"What book is so fascinating?" Hema walked over and asked quietly, sitting next to her, mainly to remind her that class time was coming.

The other person raised his head gently, and his silver hair swayed, and under the reflection of the sun, it exuded a little bit of beauty. A pair of lake blue eyes blinked lightly, like the starry river light, making people intoxicated.

"I..." Hemarlen was there suddenly. He didn't know what to say for the first time, and his eyes glared surprisingly.

"Lannett's aura...a beautiful book." The girl saw Herma's straight gaze and frowned, turned around, and put the book in Herma's direction.

"My name is Hema? Abbo... are you?" Hema glanced at the book and held out her hand.

"My name is Astoria Greengrass,

Hema felt an instant chill. Hema noticed that although the other person's skin was very white, it was not white with blood, but tended to be morbid white.

But Hema was not familiar with the name Astoria. He only knew a king named Altolia, who was weak, pitiful, helpless, but able to eat.

"So, Mr. Abbott, can you let go of my hand?"

"Oh sorry!" Hema just noticed that she had been holding the opponent's hand and not letting go... While watching, the other party's eyes had changed a little.

"So, I'll say goodbye first." After that, the other party sorted out the book and walked out quickly with the book in his arms.

Hema looked at each other's Qianying and scratched her head, her face bitter for the first time. "Adult, I'm really wrong. I'm not a moron!"

"Haha, what are you talking about? What is an idiot?"

Just when Hema felt her first love broke down before it started, there was a girl's laughter behind her.

He turned his head to look, a tall silver-haired girl looked at him with a funny face, he felt a little strange.

"Hey, Hema, do you know me?"

"Don't know, are you sister Xue?"

"My name is Daphne Greengrass, the little girl just now is my sister."

...

After being entangled with Daphne for a while, Hema was finally able to get out.But when he first came to the door of the Potions Classroom, he also ran into Snape from the corner.

"Herma Aibo, I hope your talent on the spell is given some potion." Snape looked at Hema, who was only one second late, and turned on sarcastic mode again.

"Of course, Professor." Hema couldn't refute anything and obediently followed Snape into it.

It's just that in the classroom at this time, the left side was already filled with Gryffindor freshmen, and the seat on the right was almost full, and only one vacant seat was free.

And sitting in that position happened to be the dear Miss Astoria, but before Hema walked over, Snape called him directly.

"Dear Mr. Abbott, you come in front of me. I want to see the genius wizard's potion performance." Snape's somber face dragged Hema to the seat next to him.

The students underneath almost laughed out loud, after all, Hema showed a very strong curse talent, they are not comparable to these little wizards.

But it is also a very pleasant thing to see geniuses deflated.

What's more, because of some of Hema's style, as well as the auditorium and Marcus incident, Hema's overall style is not too good.

However, for Slytherin, who worships the strong and powerful, the powerful Hema is still a much-respected object.

Although from life, they are not willing to make friends with people like Hema.

"Quiet, who wants to come up and cooperate with Mr. Abbott?" Snape swept around and saw the silence in the classroom before he began to lecture.

The subsequent course has been going smoothly. Although Snape also opened the question mode during this period, Hema thought that he might be given special attention.

But in the end, he only asked him a question, which made Hema feel that she was fortunately in Slytherin, or she might suffer in Gryffindor.

At the end of this lesson, Snape stopped next to Astoria, frowning slightly, and obviously the other party made some mistakes.

"Greengrass, why did you increase the volume by almost 0.5 times." Snape didn't speak loudly, but his tone was terribly serious.

"I...sorry, Professor." Astoria lowered her head without answering or continuing to answer the reason.

"Magic potions and potions are copied five times on pages 11-15, and they will be put in my office tomorrow. I will look at you and match them again."

"Okay, Professor Snape." Astoria nodded and began to boil the pharmaceutical again, and other students came to see it.

But when she finished grinding and put it in the crucible a little, her wrist shook suddenly, and the dust directly spilled on the tabletop and the edge of the crucible.

"not good!"

Hema was also shocked, and ran past in the eyes of everyone in astonishment. Astoria looked at the teenager's worried face. His eyes were dark and she completely lost consciousness.