Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Ron, you know if the other party is a good person, so tell Miss Dogan about it. What if she is a Death Eater?"

"But she's just a little girl..." Ron scratched his head, but it was true that he was confused just now.

Ellie also left quickly after listening to Ron's words just now. Several people wanted to chase after them, but they were stopped by Harry.

"Put on the invisibility cloak, let's go!"

"Then we'll wait here for you." Gemini waved his hand as it was obviously not suitable for crowding with several people at his current size.

"OK."

After finishing speaking, a few little guys followed up sneakily, and found that the other party did not go back to Honeydukes, looking for a secret path to Hogwarts, but walked recklessly on the street.

Of course, everyone has no doubts. After all, Hogsmeade is a village to begin with, so there are naturally aborigines, and for a little girl who looks like 11 or 2 years old, naturally she has lowered her defensive mentality.

"By the way, why didn't you choose to come in through the secret passage of Whomping Willow, which I feel is very safe...haha." Ron teased Harry.

"Ron, don't be joking, but you're right, the Whomping Willow is indeed safe, at least Sirius won't choose to go there."

"Uh...Harry, how are you sure that Sirius doesn't know the secret passages in Hogwarts? Since he can enter the castle, it means he has mastered a certain secret passage."

"In other words, it's very likely to be the same as the one Harry used..." Ron's back suddenly had goosebumps.

Harry's eyes widened when he heard Hermione's analysis, and he was a little scared. In that dark tunnel, if there was a murderer following him... that feeling...

"It's a good thing she's a pretty girl~" Hermione also started to make fun of Harry, but Harry frowned suddenly.

"I can't handle a girl like this, only Hema..." But before Harry could finish speaking, a chill seemed to stab his back.

"Ah ah ah!...Look!" At this critical moment, Ron's voice sounded, and he pointed forward.

"That's the Three Broomsticks!"

"It's not for you to look at the bar, it's next to it." Ron pointed to the flow of people on the side.

In the wind, snow and warm smoke, a woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face was standing at the door, packing her things.

"What's the matter?" the foolish Harry shook his head in doubt.

"That lady, Ms. Rosmerta, isn't she beautiful? These little girls can't compare with her at all..." Ron said a little excitedly, his cold white face turned red .

"Boring! Do you want to get down to business?" Hermione looked down at her upper body and gritted her teeth.

"Okay, okay, I'll watch it for you, that girl went into the bar."

"Shall we go in too?"

"Of course, order another glass of butterbeer. This is the correct way to open Hogsmeade." Ron pulled Harry and rushed straight up, taking off his cloak as well.

"What are you doing?" Hermione was speechless holding the cloak that had been taken off.

"It's okay, there are so many people here, and Harry is still wearing a hat, so it's not easy to be recognized." Ron said indifferently, and Harry gave up struggling at this time, or he didn't struggle.

Hermione, on the other hand, hid the cloak in her robes helplessly, and walked into the Three Broomsticks bar as if she was pregnant.

"I'm treating you today!" Although Ron lost a Galleon just now, the remaining money was just enough for the consumption of three people, and he walked towards the counter generously.

Harry and Hermione found a corner table and sat down, which could not only hide Harry's identity, but also see the girl who was two tables away.

At this time, she was sitting with a girl, but it was obvious that the other girl was not an acquaintance of hers, but someone who seemed to have just struck up a conversation.

"Is that... Hannah!?"

"Why don't you go and see... Miss Abbott will not be deceived, Hema is not here, we as friends... must."

"Here comes the butterbeer." But just as Harry got up, he saw Ron approaching with three large glasses of frothy butterbeer.

"Don't be impulsive Harry, when I just came here, I heard what they were chatting, most of the trivial things about Hogwarts, no problem."

Ron also lowered his voice and said to Harry, then pushed him to the seat and put the butterbeer in front of his eyes.

And just when the three of them calmed down and were about to continue observing, the door of the Three Broomsticks bar was opened again, and a gust of cold wind rolled in with snowflakes.

But the expressions of the three of Harry were stunned for a moment, and then Ron and Hermione pushed Harry under the table, and Harry also hid between Ron and Hermione's legs!

Professor McGonagall and Flitwick had just entered the tavern in a gust of snowflakes, followed by Hagrid and a dignified man in a dark yellow-green bowler hat and a thin striped cloak.

Harry recognized the other party's identity at a glance under the table, Cornelius Fudge!

And Ellie, who was not far away, also looked at the door suddenly, and asked Hannah who was opposite, "Is this the Minister of Magic? I have seen his photo."

"Yeah, but I heard that this guy is pretty bad. He's not a very powerful wizard, nor is he a very powerful politician."

"Hey? What do you mean by two... But who taught you this, you actually said that to the Minister of Magic?" Ellie was also a little curious.

"It's me... no, it's a friend of mine."

"Really...then I'll take my leave first, I happened to have something to do with my dear Mr. Minister." Allie suddenly stood up and walked towards the great wizard who had just walked in.

Harry and the others were also taken aback, what exactly does this guy want to do? Assassination of the Minister of Magic, can this Harry say that he is a little bit supportive? Don't kill him, hurt him, it might be more interesting for Dumbledore to be the Minister of Magic.

"Four pints of mead for who? Hagrid?"

"Oh! Thank you, Rosmerta." Hagrid quickly picked it up, while Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick next to him also ordered and waited slowly.

"Mr. Minister is still the same, red currant rum."

"Thanks, Rosmerta, that..." But just as Fudge was about to continue to say something, Ellie suddenly stood beside him and took Fudge's drink.

"Mr. Minister, hello, my name is Ellie, I want to ask something..."

"Miss, what's the matter...Can you give me my wine glass first?" Although Fudge was a little angry, seeing that the other party was just a child, he didn't show it very clearly.

Professor McGonagall and Flitwick next to him pulled out half of their wands to prevent accidents from happening.

"Of course, I just want to know where Miss Dogan has gone? I have been looking for her, and I have also gone to the Ministry of Magic, but according to the Ministry of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, she was arranged by you to go out?"

"What's your relationship with Miss Dogan?" Fudge put the wine glass aside, and became a little serious. After all, it was about the wizard below him.

"She's my sister... my dear sister!"

In an instant, the three of Harry who just sneaked over were stunned, sister? !