Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Hema, you actually made that dragon, you are too bold."

"Don't worry, we've got all the Horcruxes in our hands, there's nothing to be afraid of." Hema said casually, suddenly remembering something.

"Professor, Sirius?"

"He has something to do, he has already left." Dumbledore showed a subtle smile, which made everyone else confused, but Hema suddenly understood that he was going on a blind date, old Deng The head is still superior.

"Then we're done?"

"Of course, but the beginning of the next semester may be a bit..." Hema stopped halfway through the sentence, and Dumbledore took out a book from his arms and handed it to him.

"Encyclopedia of Spells, you can make up your lessons, don't hold back, I'll take Harry and the others to dinner, you go back and have a rest."

"Well, but go to me, it's all the same anyway."

"No, I still have a little something I want to chat with the three of you."

"I see." Hema also nodded, and Dumbledore, like the three generations in Hokage, began to impart some 'knowledge' to Harry, Hermione, and Ron.

However, Herma felt that with Hermione's current wisdom, she should not be able to believe everything, even Ron and Harry, but Dumbledore would not harm them either.

"Then Aisha and I will go back to pick up people first."

"Um."

"Nahma, we have time to find you to play."

"good."

After finishing speaking, Hema and Aisha came to Diagon Alley in a flash, and saw the two people who were shopping, but there was a familiar figure beside them.

"Mr. Cahall?!"

"Hema." The other party also said indifferently. Hema originally wanted to hug Aisha in the same way, but finally held back.

But Cahor walked up directly and hugged Hema, and then Hema found that although she had grown a little taller, she was still half a head shorter.

"You seem to have had some adventures in the past six months."

"A little bit, but let's go back and talk."

"Um."

"By the way, how did you meet Mr. Cahall?"

"Just when we were about to buy something, Mr. Cahall suddenly appeared next to him, and then paid us, which was a bit embarrassing."

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Since it was given by the teacher, I'll just accept it gladly. Alright, alright, let's go eat first!"

"good!"

"By the way, Aoi... Where's Sylvie?"

"She went to pick a place, let's go there."

"Um."

At this time, Hannah, who was in Aibo's house, looked at the instant noodles in front of her, with a hint of anger in her eyes, "Hema ran out, he must have eaten a big meal! I'm so miserable, Where did everyone go?!"

In the evening, Hannah can finally have a big meal, because Mrs. Cahall and Sister Aisha have come back, and then she will cook the big meal.

Because she is the only one who can cook, no one else has that talent, so she has become a chef. Fortunately, Elsa sister is there to help.

But the lady named Sylvie is too weird. She would rather do all these things by herself, because the housework that the other party participated in seems to have not been successfully completed.

If she hadn't watched the other party do housework a few times, she would have thought that the other party did it on purpose, but since she was Hema's friend, she, as the older sister, naturally had to admit it.

"Let me help you." Daphne walked in from the outside.

"No, Miss Daphne, you just need to rest."

"It's fine for Astoria to chat with Ms. Aisha, and I'm fine. Ms. Cahall and Hema are going to talk about something."

"Alright then." Hannah nodded, but she was also quite worried, the eldest lady of the Greengrass family probably couldn't cook.

Then she saw the other party's superb knife skills, and Daphne also said that she was only good at knife skills, and she had to control the seasoning.

So the two began to cooperate with the catering sisters. In fact, they didn't react,

If Hema and Astoria were married, then both would be each other's older sisters.

At this time, Hema chatted with Mr. Cahall about the past six months. Of course, it was more about the top blood than the topic of small talk.

"Have you seen that woman?"

"Well, but she doesn't seem to have that much killing intent towards me."

"Oh? That's really interesting, your soul power control is also her masterpiece?"

"Almost, why would she do this? She said she knew you."

"This is what you don't need to know now, but if she doesn't want to hurt you, then you just accept all the benefits, at least it's much better than some guys who don't have themselves."

"I understand what you mean, but I also have some news recently, that is, my bloodline is the so-called holy dragon... Does the holy dragon really exist?"

"Existence or non-existence will not change you."

"I understand, but I want to know." Hema looked at Cahor, who also nodded, and then took off his black robe, exposing his arm.

It was full of black runes, but in the next second, the runes disappeared instantly, and the body began to flicker, and black scales grew out one by one!

"This is? You are also the blood of the dragon?"

"Almost, but I'm not a holy dragon. I just want to say that a holy dragon is the highest point of the dragon bloodline. It can give you the way to gain the power of the age of gods, but it's not that easy."

"Then how can I..."

"Take your time and grow up little by little. This is the only thing that cannot be accomplished overnight. You can treat it as your own inheritance, cultivate yourself slowly, and one day it will blossom and bear fruit."

"Well, teacher, I may have to fight him to the death next semester. I wonder if you have any thoughts or opinions?"

"I have nothing. This is what you have always wanted to do. Voldemort is not an inheritor, nor is he a member of our rules. You can go all out, and of course there will be no help from anyone, neither you nor the other party."

"But I obviously feel that the current Voldemort is different from Absolutely, and it is even more difficult to deal with." Although Hema had never collided with the opponent head-on, just looking at these aspects, Voldemort can be regarded as a wave of strengthening.

"The source of his power is indeed not pure, but it's not inheritance either. It's just a special item that enhances his magic power. But I can't break the rules. You have to deal with it yourself."

"All right."

"The one outside is Miss Aoi 12?"

"Yes, An 00 asked her to come. By the way, I..." Hema blushed suddenly when she thought of what An 00 and Aoi 12 had said.

"What's wrong?"

"They said they wanted one of my children. What's the matter?"

"..." Cahor didn't know how to answer. He stood up and sat next to Hema. "Actually, what if I say I need it too?"

"Huh?! Teacher, are you kidding me?"

"It's not a joke, it's part of your destiny, and of course now is not the time."