Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

Professor McGonagall led the two of them to the school hospital on the second floor without staying at the door, and Madam Pomfrey was already waiting for them at the door.

"What's the matter, Professor McGonagall?"

"These two children appear to have encountered the dementor head-on..."

"It's actually like this... other people?"

"The other children haven't had much trouble. Although there are several dementors, most of them have not behaved too aggressively. Only they have been positively affected."

Only after hearing this did Harry know that it was Professor McGonagall who cared about the two of them and brought them here.

"Hema, I don't think we have anything wrong, tell Professor McGonagall, let's go quickly, I feel that the opening ceremony will be delayed."

Hearing Harry's whisper, Hema almost laughed, it means I'm fine, look at your face, it's like having insomnia for several days.

"It is true that those things will make people feel very uncomfortable, and will affect people's emotions and even their souls, but I see Mr. Abbott, obviously it has no effect."

"Um... I'm a little bit better at summoning gods to guard." Hema said modestly.

"Oh? Then this year, it seems that I will ask Mr. Aibo to help the little wizards a lot." Professor McGonagall also smiled, but Hema gave a wry smile.

I'm just a second-grade elementary school student. I don't want to be responsible for the safety of these little kids. I'm already busy enough, but since Professor McGonagall has already spoken, it's hard for him to say anything.

"What are those monsters?" Harry also asked Professor McGonagall,

"Dementors, the guards of Azkaban, because Sirius escaped, so the dementors were also sent out to track down Sirius."

"The school is surrounded by dementors. Does Principal Dumbledore care? If a little wizard is attacked..." Harry also thought of Dumbledore, how could he let these guys come near the school.

"Even Dumbledore has to follow some instructions from the Ministry of Magic. This time, Dumbledore has talked to the Minister of Magic a lot before reducing the number of dementors. Otherwise, the entire school will be at least surrounded."

"Okay, okay, let me see how my dear Mr. Potter is doing?" Madam Pomfrey also stretched out her hand, and slowly placed it on Harry's forehead.

"I'm fine, really fine, can I go to the auditorium?" After more than ten seconds, Harry said slightly to Madam Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall.

"Madame Pomfrey?" Professor McGonagall asked softly.

"Oh, I feel that your mental power is a bit depleted. It's best to eat some chocolate and sweet things first, and then I will prepare the medicine for you. You will be fine after lying in bed for a night."

Hearing this, Harry almost jumped up, and took a few steps back, just take the medicine and lie down in the school hospital overnight? This is not to be laughed at by other students!

"I'm really fine, look at me, alive and kicking!"

"No, it has to be like this." Madam Pomfrey also became serious. Although she is usually gentle, when it comes to patients, she will become very scary.

Professor McGonagall looked at the extremely serious Madam Pomfrey, nodded as well, and said to Harry, "Harry, Madam Pomfrey is also for your own good, please rest here."

"...I...Hema was also attacked!?" Harry saw that the two had not let him go, and hurriedly wanted to drag Hema into the water, but the other party waved his hand.

"But I don't have any questions." Hema asked Madam Pomfrey.

"Well, indeed, there are God-calling guards. Judging by your appearance, you should have eaten chocolate, so there is no problem."

"Then, student Ai Bo, let's go to the auditorium together, we can still catch up now, and I, as the dean of the Fourth Academy, have to go there quickly.

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"Okay, then Harry, tomorrow!" Hema also showed a gloating expression at this time, and quickly followed Professor McGonagall towards the downstairs.

And Harry stood there in a daze, looking at Madam Pomfrey next to him, and suddenly felt that he was not as good as last year, being taken away by Snape, at least he didn't need to drink medicine and lie in a hospital bed!

And Hema followed Professor McGonagall to the side door, and he suddenly felt familiar. Isn't this the script from last year? The only difference is that he is not a freshman this year.

With a click, the side door was slowly opened, and Professor McGonagall also walked onto the stage quickly, while Hema poked her head out from behind.

"Aibo?" With a whisper, a pair of big dim eyes suddenly appeared in front of him!

"Ah! Mr. Filch?" Hema was taken aback suddenly, but after a closer look, she could see the other person's appearance clearly.

"Why did you come here?"

"I talked to Professor McGonagall, and it was delayed."

"Okay, go in slowly, don't disturb other people." Filch also nodded. Having said that, he was actually a little embarrassed towards Aibo. Because the secret room time started at that time, the person he wronged turned out to be the brave man who defeated the basilisk in the end, hey~

"knew."

Hema also opened the door, and walked out quietly. At this time, there were only a dozen little wizards left on the stage, and the sorting ceremony seemed to be coming to an end.

All the attention seemed to be there, and he also walked quickly towards the Slytherin line. Some students also noticed him, but they didn't say anything.

"It's Hema..." Ron whispered.

"But what about Harry?" Seamus and Ginny looked towards the door, but they didn't find Harry.

Malfoy also raised half of his hand and pointed to the side, as if deliberately vacating a seat for Hema. Hema also smiled and walked over there.

But in the next second, a familiar voice sounded directly in the auditorium, and Hema was also taken aback.

"Student Hema Abbott, wait a minute."

"Huh? Principal Dumbledore, what can you do?" Hema looked at Old Deng's head a few meters away and smiled awkwardly.

The surrounding students also noticed Hema, looked at him, looked at Dumbledore in the stands, and wondered why the headmaster called to stop him.

"Come to my office later." Old Deng smiled and raised the cup in his hand.

"Understood." Hema also nodded, he is a little dizzy now, what is old Deng thinking about? So many people, just to call me?

But what Hema didn't notice was that because of this sentence, he was known by all the freshmen.

"Senior, Senior Aibo was named in front of the whole school, did he make a mistake?" A Hufflepuff freshman asked the old student next to him.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense, student Ai Bo...but the school..."

"Alas! Don't talk nonsense..." Suddenly reminded a girl next to her.

The boy also reacted abruptly, and said to the first-year student next to him, "Anyway, Ai Bo is a very powerful little wizard, and it must not be a bad thing."

"Of course, he is a student of Slytherin, so don't mess with him. When he first entered school, he beat up several seniors!"

"Oh, I see." The freshman nodded abruptly, and a strange persona for Hema came into his mind.

The situation at the other houses' tables was similar, only Slytherin's side, because Hema was nearby, they didn't ask much, but they were obviously still very curious.

Hema was watched secretly by one by one, and suddenly felt a deep malice. Looking at Dumbledore, he also showed a sly smile.

"Uh... stinky old man!"