Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Dear Mr Abbott, have you read my magazine?"

"Of course, I've read many issues, and there are a few that Miss Lovegood gave me." Hema also replied kindly, but her head was about to explode, because the other party along the way The problem never stopped.

From your family how many people, how old? What is your height, do you like books more, where do you want to go when traveling? Like a girl with a certain personality, it feels like a blind date...

In fact, Mr. Lovegood at this moment is here for a blind date, of course for his own daughter, not that he really wants to deal with his own daughter.

It's because his girl has become different recently, or she has become normal, which is very abnormal for him.

It's not bad, in fact, he also knows that because of her departure, both himself and Luna have been affected, although he won't say it, but this is for sure.

So both he and Luna have found a way to avoid this point of survival, that is, to change their attitude towards life, but compared to ordinary people, the two of them are indeed a bit different.

Recently, however, his dear daughter has undergone some changes. From being very strange at the beginning, she has become more and more normal.

Communicating with other people is also much normal. Although sometimes it will return to its original appearance, but it is obviously not a strange girl anymore.

He also heard from some teachers that her grades had improved, at least she was more active. In the end, he tried to communicate with Luna in letters.

The final result was a boy named Hema Abbott. Although his dear daughter didn't say it clearly, she mentioned this boy many times in her words.

So he made a note of it, and planned to let Luna invite him to his house during the Christmas holiday, so that he could have an in-depth exchange with her.

But he didn't expect that he had achieved this goal ahead of schedule, so he was still a little surprised, so he invited the other party by taking advantage of his drunken energy just now.

After half an hour, he and the other party had a good understanding, and felt that this child was indeed excellent, no matter what he knew, or his style of conversation or personality.

Although he doesn't care much about his appearance, he is also worthy of his qualifications as Lovegood's son-in-law. Most importantly, this man often sees his quackery, so he is really satisfied!

"Shall we sit down at the Leaky Cauldron?"

"Uh, Mr. Lovegood, don't you want to buy a gift for Miss Luna?"

"Oh! Forgot, but it's not too late to buy again next time, let's talk about it."

"Sorry, Mr. Lovegood, I can't stay with you any longer. I have to go buy things for school, and I have to go back in the afternoon."

"I forgot that you still have things to do, so let's do it this way, this is the address of my magic road, if you want to be a guest, you can come over at any time." Lovegood took out a note from his pocket and stuffed it into Hema's hand inside.

"Okay, Mr. Lovegood, goodbye then." Hema nodded, then turned her head and walked away quickly.

"goodbye!"

"My God, I can finally go to the bookstore. I almost collapsed. As expected of Luna's father, he really has a hand in psychological warfare."

Hema complained, and walked slowly towards the bookstore. Lockhart helped him remove the things, and he could finally take a rest.

When I came to Lihen Bookstore, it was not the season for admission, and there were fewer people. Looking at the books placed on the dome, the three-story winding staircase seemed so empty at this time, and Hema also showed a smile. This is simply heaven .

He walked upstairs slowly, and the wizards around him didn't pay attention to him. They all looked down at the book, and Hema also squinted his eyes, feeling the waves of magic power shaking.

It's not that he deliberately explored other people's magic aura, but that he felt whether there were any stronger wizards around, because strength generally represented danger.

And the moment he just came to the second floor, a tall witch caught Hema's eyes,

She has long blue hair and snow-white skin, giving people the feeling of a young lady.

It was a bit out of place with the surrounding environment, but Hema didn't look too much, she retracted her eyes and started to look for it on the bookshelf.

Because Snape's study of potions has become more and more strict recently, he also needs to read more, so Snape recommended several advanced books on potions to him.

Originally, only seniors would be exposed to it, but Snape said, as a genius, you should naturally learn more, unless you are a lazy waste.

So he couldn't say anything more, after all, he couldn't do yin and yang strange behaviors again when he refuted with Snape, so he listened.

A few minutes later, he finally saw the book Snape was talking about, but it was relatively tall. He stretched out his arm to grab it, and found that his 170-foot stature still didn't do much.

Just when he was about to cast a spell, a slender white hand directly landed on the book, gently pulled it out, and handed it to Hema.

"Thank you..." Hema turned his head and saw the gray-blue robe again, and this time he also saw the face he hadn't seen just now, his pupils dilated instantly, and he punched it!

The other party also looked at Hema in surprise, and punched him. Then Hema flew out successfully and hit the ground a few meters away.

Everyone around raised their heads and glanced at Hema, and the tall figure walked up to him and stretched out his hand.

Hema frowned, felt the gazes of the people around her, held the hand, and slowly stood up.

"You really didn't die...Why are you here?" Hema pulled into the distance and said in a low voice, looking at the exquisite oriental face of the other party, he will never forget it!

She was Aoi 12 who had fought with him in the Forbidden Forest for more than half a day at that time, but her appearance at this time was a bit younger than that at that time, and she should have deliberately put on heavy makeup at that time.

"Reading." The other party looked at him indifferently, and then quickly pulled his hand away, but Hema held the other party tightly with his backhand.

"I'm going to shout, do you want to join the Ministry of Magic?"

"...Don't you want to go in?" Hema looked at the other party's serious eyes, and slowly let go of her hand, but the runes and dragon power were both at their maximum, ready to fight at any time.

Although he feels that he can't beat the opponent, because according to the statement of the funeral 3, the Aoi 12 was a weakened version at that time, and it should be restored now... Oh, isn't it?

Hema looked over carefully and found that although the opponent maintained a lot of strength, the magic power was completely scattered. Although the possibility of hiding was not excluded, it was impossible to be so clean.

In other words, this guy has run out of magic power now? How is it possible that one person will run out of magic power after fighting continuously. Her current appearance doesn't look like she used to fight.

"I'm asking you why you are here, or else I will report to the Ministry of Magic. According to my perception, you should have no magic power now, and you don't have any weapons."

"You don't need a weapon to kill someone."

"But you can't kill me without a weapon."

"You want to try!"

"Try!"

The two of them were fighting immediately, but at this moment, a male wizard in a black robe walked over, with a badge pinned to his body.

"Be careful, you two, don't break our book."

"Book..." Hema remembered, she was still holding the book in her hand, and the cover of the book was already a little wrinkled.

"Sorry, I'll buy this one." Hema said to the clerk.

"good."

"I want this one, I got it first." Before the clerk nodded, Aoi 12 next to him followed suit.

"Hey? What do you mean?" Hema suddenly turned cold again.

"It's boring, you don't want to grab things with me, a weak woman, do you?" Kui 12 narrowed her eyes, and the people around her began to criticize Hema's inflexibility one after another. Such a beautiful young lady , this guy must be a base or something.

Hema frowned several times, and finally handed it to Kui 12 next to her. Kui 12 took it, paid the money very neatly, and then sat down slowly on the small sofa beside her, continuing to read a book.

Hema also had no choice. With so many people, he couldn't fight. If he called someone from the Ministry of Magic, he was also needed to go out. The other party would definitely be able to leave quickly.

Besides, can the Ministry of Magic really catch the opponent, or defeat the opponent? So he was a little helpless.

After thinking about it, Hema finally thought of a way, so she stabilized her mood and continued to look for the books she needed.

After a while, Hema finished buying the books she needed, and wrote down the delivery address. The bookstore would owl the books to Hogwarts within three working days.

After finishing her own business, Hema also took a novel casually, sat next to Kui 12, and got closer and closer.

The other party didn't seem to be afraid or disgusted, and still looked at the book expressionlessly. Hema glanced at the title of the book "Son of the Storm and the Rainbow"

"Huh? This is not my book..." Hema was taken aback. This is his first published short story. It contains many short stories. It is a collection. It was written during the summer vacation and it will be published in October. I heard sales are not particularly good.

"Huh? Your book?"

"My, don't you believe it? Look at the author's name."

"Oh, then I won't read it, and close the book after finishing talking."

"..."