Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Hema! A girl came to you!"

"Ah? Who?" Hannah rushed out before Hema got up from the bed!

"I guess it's Miss Hermione...so she can get up at this point." Herma glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, which was particularly dazzling at 5:50.

This is summer vacation!How she did it, I just want to applaud her now... The self-discipline is really amazing.

It is said that the summer vacation has begun for half a month, but Dumbledore's mission still has not come down. Fox will come twice from time to time to steal his dried jerky.

During Hermione's visit, he asked Herma to study. Compared with Mr. Abbott of Salted Fish, Mrs. Abbott prefers to speak beautifully and cleverly, Miss Hermione.

And Harry was in a state of confinement again. In fact, Ron also planned to let Harry go directly to him. After all, the Dursleys were still Harry's guardians, which was not easy.

Speaking of Herma’s opinion of the Dursleys, they didn’t hate or like it very much, or the Dursleys’ attitude towards Harry was mixed with emotion.

There is fear, jealousy, and a hint of tenderness in the later period, these are the emotional changes that ordinary people have.

The oppression of Harry at the time, the Dursleys were bad guys at the time, and finally the openness to Harry was warm and good.

Good people and bad people can be well defined, and it is difficult to define. It is impossible to say that a person is always bad or always good.

"Hema!"

"coming!"

Hannah's voice rang again, and Hema also recovered, quickly dressed and walked downstairs.

A curly-haired girl in a clean white T-shirt and a plaid skirt at the bottom was sitting there, chatting happily with Mrs. Aibo.

"Classmate Hermione, good morning, but you are too early."

"But it's 6 o'clock now."

Hema glanced at the big clock in the living room, and the second hand was exactly at 6 o'clock.

"..."

"Okay, get up early and sleep well, have you eaten? I'll pour milk for you!" Mrs. Aibo glared at Hema, a feeling you didn't understand, your mother paved the way for you.

"Thank you Mrs. Abbot~"

"Hermione, let's go shopping in a while, I'm wearing Muggle style clothes." Hannah said while drinking milk from the side.

"Uh, but I took a task from Professor McGonagall and needed to complete it. Sorry Hannah, of course we can go together."

"The task~ forget it." Hannah's salted fish flipped backwards and fell on the sofa. Hema suddenly felt this was my script, right?

"What mission? In other words, you wouldn't come to me..." Hema suddenly felt a little wrong after asking.

"Come with you, and the Jialong reward!"

"Say, I don't... Hey? Gallon? Yes, help friends, but my duty, what is the task!?"

Hermione was also almost laughed at by the sudden Beijing Opera face-changing, but still holding on to the image of a lady in someone else's house, she still endured it.

"This is the case. Professor McGonagall went to my house a few days ago and chatted with my mother and father. When I was walking fast, I suddenly said to me that learning is not just about writing and reading, but more about practice."

"So there is this task~" Hema suddenly felt that the people around Dumbledore liked to do something to train the students, and I was really not afraid of them.

Moreover, students can't release magic at will outside the school. After all, there are traces on their bodies that will be found by the Ministry of Magic. However, according to the letter that Fox brought back last time, it seems that this mission has been reported.

So it’s better to have a big brother, but has Hermione reported this mission?If there is no report, I am afraid he can only rely on melee to support the scene.

"In words, what the hell are you doing?" Hema picked up the glass and poured a sip of hot milk.

"Help Mrs. Beta find the cat." Hermione blushed and said carefully.

"!" With a puff, the milk in Hema's mouth squirted out halfway, and the two eyes stared at each other.

"But without your help, my parents wouldn't let me run far."

"Are you in the country?"

"That's not there, on Bakerlow Road, but it's far from my house."

"But we can't use magic, and the area is not too good for security, don't you think it's dangerous?"

"That's why I'm looking for you! Can't you tear the basilisk?" Hermione suddenly remembered what Ron and Harry said while chatting with her.

"Who said! I strengthened it with the help of potions!" Hema couldn't really say that she might tear the snake, it seemed too weird.

"But just looking for cats, there should be no problem."

"But why the task is to find a cat?"

"Because Mrs. Beta's husband is a sorcerer, but now her husband has passed away, she is old, she is not easy to move, and then her favorite cat is lost again."

"Professor McGonagall is a good friend of Mrs. Beta's husband. Originally, Professor McGonagall planned to go on his own, but after thinking about it, I left it to me."

"Uh...you asked for it."

"Ah? How do you know..."

"I still don't know the kindness and integrity of Miss Hermione." Herma looked helplessly at Hermione whose face suddenly turned red. This girl really didn't know how to lie.

"Okay, go with Hermione. I can monopolize the sofa at home." Hannah said lazily.

"Okay, just go out and take a lap, when will you go?"

"After breakfast."

"You are really efficient..." Hema took a bite of bread helplessly. "Then, is the cat really so easy to find?"

"I don't know, but the cat disappeared suddenly, and Mrs. Beta may be afraid of being caught by other children, or something went wrong..."

In fact, Hermione often sees some little bastards grabbing the cat, and then fixing it to a place, hitting it with a stone until it is killed!She didn't want to see this happen.

"I understand, then let's set off in a moment." Hema also remembered suddenly. Hermione seemed to like cats very much in the original book, and Crookshanks seemed to be bought at this time.

This also caused the hostility between Hermione and Ron. After all, Ron's pet is a fake mouse, and one of the most annoying characters is the little dwarf Peter.

Hema was actually thinking about whether to kill him first. After all, it would be a lot more comfortable in the next semester, but let's talk about it later. After all, Ron had to communicate well.

Before he could think about it, just after a mouthful of milk was in his mouth, a familiar voice came from the door, making his head buzz, and the milk in his mouth splattered!

"Hema, are you home? I'm Ron!"

"I am George!"

"Hey? People are not familiar with you! Hema, I am Fred!"

"They don't know you well."

"Hahaha!"

"George, Fred, your joke is so cold."

"Ron, what do you know, saying, why hasn't anyone opened the door yet?"

"Perhaps it should be said that Sesame opens the door!"

"Yes, next time invent a key that can open any door."

"Why not use a lock spell?"