Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Ugh... I'm so stupid, I actually believed that old Deng is not cheating!"

Hema let out a low growl, and looked at the pile of light bulbs next to him, feeling a little tired. Although he could use infinitely extending cloth bags or utensils to pack them, he didn't bring any tools when he went out this time.

Originally, he really thought about buying some things, but he has already decided on the strategy of magic express and adding money.

But this batch of things had already been ordered by the school, and he couldn't find anyone to deliver them to him now, so it was a bit difficult for him to find them lying here empty.

"This little wizard... Do you have any difficulties?" Just behind Hema, who was at a loss, a very magnetic voice sounded from behind.

"Hello, sir, I'm really in a bit of trouble." Hema replied, turned around, and found a very familiar face, and subconsciously retreated several meters.

"Lockhart!! Why are you here!?"

Hema looked at the handsome blond man not far away, the runes on his body began to surge up, ready to fight at any time!

"Oh? So it's you? Dear student Aibo, long time no see!"

"Huh, why, I want you to go to the Ministry of Magic in person."

"I didn't commit a crime. Why should I be sent to the Ministry of Magic? I'm just an author."

"But you took Voldemort's diary with you. Could it be that you were controlled?"

"I didn't, you see I'm very energetic, but I did get something from that book, but the soul in it has indeed dissipated, that's for sure."

Lockhart slowly approached, and Hema felt the magic power of the other party. He was more than twice as powerful as when he was in the first grade, and seemed to have reached the level of an Auror.

But so what, he is Hema Abbott, and it doesn't make any difference if the other party becomes stronger, but what makes him strange is how Lockhart feels to him now.

Compared with the flamboyant, lying, and frivolous look of the past, he has become a lot more serious now, and his spirit seems to have improved a lot.

It doesn't look like being taken or controlled by someone in Voldemort's notebook, so what happened?

At this time, Lockhart also walked up to Hema, and casually took out the notebook from the satchel, and there were still some water marks after it was soaked and dried.

"Voldemort's diary?"

"Yes, the mysterious man's diary, but it is useless to me now." After finishing speaking, he threw it directly to Hema, and Hema took it over, feeling no trace of magic and soul power. .

"But you still can't let go of the suspicion of being taken by Voldemort, unless you explain it to me, otherwise I won't be afraid of you now, even if you become stronger."

"Okay, let's find a place and have a good chat." Lockhart also nodded, obviously he also wanted to chat with others.

"Okay, but the agreement you just wanted to help hasn't ended yet? Help me deal with these things."

"Um, this me... that's right, Cyclusla!" Lockhart waved his wand casually, and the pile of boxes beside the street lamp became smaller and smaller, and finally became the size of a palm.

"Put it in my bag first? It's not an important item, is it?"

"Well, not a very important item."

Afterwards, Lockhart threw a few boxes into his messenger bag, and together with Hema walked towards the depths of Diagon Alley, and then began to turn.

"To the Leaky Cauldron?"

"No, it's too messy there. Let's go to Knockturn Alley. There is a very quiet tavern, and there are all small cubicles. Usually, special wizards will go there to talk about special things."

"Okay, but you have to protect me, I'm not capable of opposing those strange wizards."

"Haha, please protect me then."

The two turned around a few times and walked into Knockturn Alley. Hema suddenly felt a wave of dirty magic coming towards him, and of course the environment was very dark.

The last time I came here, I still hadn't entered school.

That is, the first time I met Harry, he strayed into Diagon Alley, and he got lost too.

But this time, he finally didn't need the help of the flashlight, and the wizard here was no longer a threat to him.

After all, regardless of their strength, as long as they are wizards, they all have one thing in common, that is, their bodies are too fragile, just like ADCs in League of Legends, as long as they are close to each other, meat tanks can try to kill them in seconds.

And those strange men in black robes with sullen faces all looked over at the same direction, and Lockhart was still walking forward calmly.

Hema could feel that most of the eyes were on him. After all, even if a child was followed by an adult wizard, it was not that safe.

But in the next second, Hema let go of the dragon's breath, and with the strong killing intent and bloody smell, all the eyes hidden in the dark all around disappeared.

Lockhart also breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew~ thank you, Mr. Aibo, otherwise I would be getting more and more nervous. A young wizard is really more likely to attract bees and butterflies."

Finally, the two of them came to a small door, which was so low that even Hema had to bow slightly to get in.

Pushing the door open, a small bell rang at the door, and in the originally dark environment of the room, an oil lamp burning with a green flame suddenly lit up.

"Two, private room?" A figure also appeared on the right side, wearing a thick black robe, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes that seemed to have accumulated for several years.

"Well, 3 Galleons?"

"Yes sir, would you like a drink?"

"unnecessary."

"OK."

Following the waiter, the two of them walked to a private room in the corner of this small room. The private room didn't look very big from the outside, but after entering, there were two sofas facing each other, and a beautiful small table stood in the middle, which seemed to make Hema a little surprised. unexpected.

"Not bad, I've been here twice, and this is an extremely quiet place."

"If my guess is correct, there is actually a light here, but I just cast a few spells to weaken the light and reduce the transmission of sound, achieving a silent effect."

"Almost, the crystal lamp burning with green flames above the head may be the center of the spell. It should be a magic item."

"Well, let's get down to business, how did you get this strength?"

"You're honest and straightforward. I thought you'd have to talk to me first, and then take your time. Well, there's actually nothing to say."

"After I got the diary, I planned to steal it, but I found that there was still the soul power of the mysterious person in it. He directly attacked me and wanted to invade my will."

"But the final result is that I won, because that soul power is not strong, and I happen to be more afraid of death."

"And like that basilisk, it devoured part of its soul, so I obtained some memories of that person."

"That has nothing to do with your magic power growing to this point in half a year. Even if there are special ways to strengthen magic power, or potions, at your age, there is no way to increase it well, at least not so fast. "

"Haha, I really can't hide it from you. It is true that the mysterious person only has some useful spells in his memory, which can be regarded as an increase in my complement to some attack spells. The most important thing is a stone."

Lockhart showed that symbolic smile again, and then took out an ordinary-looking stone from his pocket, without any glyphs on it.

Originally, Hema would take out a stone engraved with runes. After all, this is also something to enhance personal combat effectiveness, but this is obviously not.

"Then what?"

"As long as I sleep next to a rock, I will enter a very strange space. There is a person whose identity I can't see clearly, but he is very powerful and knows a lot of things. He said that I am a predestined person and taught me a lot of things."

"So that's it?"

"Yeah, that's it, I just said it, it's a very simple thing, but it's because I trust you, I won't tell other people about it, after all, many people want a chance to become stronger. "

"Okay, then why did you suddenly appear in Diagon Alley? Your face should be quite conspicuous, right?"

"Hey, now I have to mention the arrangement this person gave me." Lockhart pointed to the stone on the table.