Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

　　 "Are you there? I'm Scamander."

　　 "Can I open the door?" Cedric glanced at Hema, the little master, and Hema nodded. Do you need to ask about this.

　　 Cedric straightened his collar, and hurried to the door, slowly opened the door, but he was taken aback by a strange face.

　　 The other party looked like he was in his thirties, a head taller than him, and his upper body was wearing a loose shirt, making him look thinner.

　　 Gray-yellow curly hair was placed next to his eyes, but a pair of shiny gray eyes looked at him through the hair, but there was no pressure in the eyes, but a gentle aura.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Scamander, this is Cedric, and the others have arrived."

　　 "Good morning, Cedric."

　　 "Hello everyone, this is Pol Scamander."

　　 "Mr. Ball!? It's actually you! Your surname is Scamander?" Dogan shouted abruptly, looking at him with an incredible expression.

　　 "I said, I'm also an Englishman, you didn't believe it at the time." Boer smiled at Dogan and stretched out his hand to Lupin.

　　 "Remus Lupin." Lupin did not expect that the other party would shake hands with him, and quickly squeezed a smile and shook hands with the other party.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Lupin, and these others."

　　 Surprisingly, Scamander and Lupin finished shaking their hands, and reached out to Malfoy and Harry.

　　 Several other people also saw how polite this Mr. Scamander was, and they all shook hands with each other.

　　 "In fact, shaking hands is a very good way to understand each other, so in the next task, everyone and I can cooperate better."

　　 said with a gentle smile, which made both Mrs. Aibo and Qiu Zhang excited. The uncle is suitable for all ages, but Dogan seems to be the same.

The two seemed to be familiar with each other before, and this Mr. Scamander also gave an answer, "Among you, Dogan may know me. Actually, I have been abroad since I was a child, so it’s normal for everyone to be unfamiliar. of."

　　 "By the way, who are you and Mr. Newt Scamander?" Dogan also asked a question about everyone's relationship from the side.

　　 "My father."

　　 "But you look so young."

　　 "Are you young? I may be 50 years old in a few days, and I'm at the level of an old man." Mr. Ball said jokingly.

　　 "Then you said that you had been the director of the Department of Fantastic Beasts for 20 years. It was true!" Dogan thought that when he first joined the Department of Fantastic Beasts, the highest officer was this gentleman.

　　 At the time, I thought that the other party was 10 years older than myself, and that he should be a very powerful genius wizard, so he shamelessly went to ask the other party, and made some temptations from time to time.

　　 After all, the other party is considered rich and handsome, without a wife or girlfriend, and without a boyfriend. Maybe he can develop and develop.

　　 But I didn't expect that later people said that they didn't like women, and eventually became her teacher in magical zoology.

　　 But now I told her all of a sudden that I was an old man, which made her suddenly unacceptable.

　　 Others didn't notice the change in Dogan's expression, and Boll continued to tell some stories about himself when he was in the United States.

　　The little wizards who have never been to the United States are instantly attracted to him. Of course, Cedric is the most fascinated. After all, he has loved books about magical animals since he was a child.

　　 So he naturally admires Newt Scamander, the legendary Hufflepuff, and Boll, as Newt's child, is also the former director of the Department of Fantastic Animals.

　　 Hema also wanted to hear the story. After all, everyone was there, so he was not in a hurry. It seemed that Mr. Scamander was the leader this time, so he could go out of business.

　　 But Suddenly Dogan suddenly came to his ear, "Little Mr. Aibo, this old guy talks about things. It's smelly and long. Come out with me."

　　 "Hey? We'll leave in a while..."

　　 "This guy can't finish it in half an hour. We won't go far. Is there a shop near you?"

　　 "Yes, what do you want to buy?"

　　 "Drink." Dogan licked his lips, pulled Hema up and walked towards the door.

　　 "Hema, what are you going to do?" Harry called to Hema.

　　 "Miss Dogan wants to buy something, I will accompany her to visit."

　　 "Okay, come back quickly, we will leave at 10 o'clock." Mr. Scamander glanced at his watch and said casually.

　　 Hema also looked at the wall and found that the hands had just turned to the 8:50 position. It seems that Dogan was right.

　　 went out, a hot wind rushed towards the two of them, and Hema suddenly felt like he wanted to rush back into the house.

　　 But seeing Dogan who was wearing a shirt and a black trench coat next to him, he suddenly had the urge to tear the other party’s clothes apart. It’s too hot, it’s summer.

　　 "Aren't you hot?"

　　 "It's not hot, but I just feel a little warm now." Hema looked at her and realized that although both of them are white races, it is clear that Miss Dogan's skin color is a little strange.

　　 Hema stared from half-squinted eyes, her dark eyes turned red, and her pupils turned into erect dragon eyes.

　　 Why is the magic in her body flowing like this, so strange...? !

　　From Hema's perspective, the flow of Dogan's magical power makes him uncomfortable, because the magical power of ordinary people will continue to flow in the body, spread and then gather, just like water flowing in a pipe.

　　 But Dogan is flowing very slowly, as if the magic power is not water, but like glue. Although it is flowing, part of it is attached to the useless body tissue, and then this part of the magic power is consumed through the body.

　　 In other words, her magic power is not uniformly stored, but through a slow flow, the effect of storage and magic power has been produced and used.

　　 So according to the special circumstances that magic power nourishes the body, this guy should be a very strong physical existence, but I don’t want to look at it... I don’t look like it myself...

　　 Hema also hesitated, and then grabbed the opponent's hand directly, and a cold touch like Astoria instantly spread.

"Why...Is my sister's hand easy to touch?" Dogan's lips suddenly made a nice curve, and then he turned his wrist and grabbed his hand in turn~www.novelmt.com~ Hema also gave a look. Squinting, Crimson retreated in an instant, but the whole person slammed hard and directly grabbed the opponent's hand!

　　 Dogan also showed a smile, and instantly withdrew his hand, and stabbed Hema's face with his foot!

　　 Hema slammed backwards a small somersault, and dodged the opponent's attack neatly, but after the shadow flashed, his chest shook suddenly!

　　 The whole person was directly knocked out, and fell to the lawn not far away, a fishy breath filled his mouth!

　　 "Cough!"

　　 "Ugh...Is it okay!?" And Dogan, who flew Hema, was also stunned, as if he hadn't deliberately hit the punch, and ran over!

　　 "... It hurts... I almost broke a bone." Although Hema hurts, but fortunately, the dragon's blood is not so watery, even without scales, it can block the attack.

　　 But if you hit an ordinary person with this punch just now, I'm afraid it will really die. What's the matter with this guy?

　　 "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāh

　　 "What's the situation with you? I don't think that a witch can shoot a person out directly." Hema opened her eyes and looked at the other side in a scrutiny manner.

　　 "I...? But neither are you. You can take my attack head-on, but you just suffered a bit of skin trauma... You are not an ordinary person either!"

　　 Dogan only noticed that besides his talent as a wizard, there seems to be something else in Hema Aibo that he can dig into...

　　 "Then let's stop this topic?" Hema also didn't want to expose her own dragonization problem, after all, every family has a hard-to-read sutra.

　　 "Okay, that's it."