Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

　　 Time is fleeting. Since the last meeting with my dear Miss Astoria, more than ten days have passed, and the time has come to the beginning of school.

　　 Hema and Hannah pushed their luggage into the nine and three-quarters station. Why did they say it went smoothly? Because Hema didn't catch the train because of Harry and the others in the first year, but there must be no problems this year.

　　 "Student Aibo, good morning!"

"Good morning."

　　 "Student Aibo, good morning."

"Good morning."

　　……

　　 But before Hema put down his luggage, a series of greetings greeted him. Many of them were not familiar to Hema, but it was obviously because of his amazing performance last semester.

　　 But fortunately, after Hema said hello, most people hurried to do their own things, and did not chat with him to disturb him, they were very polite.

　　 "Hema, you are really popular~ Classmate Ibo called me last school year..." Hannah also started the yin and yang ridicule from the side.

　　 "Really~ I got in the car first!"

　　 "Hey! Let's... Forget it, I'll go to Susan and the others."

　　 Hema got on the train, and imagined that someone invited him to a box with him until it didn't happen. After all, Hema wanted to find Harry or Astoria.

　　It's not that Harry is as important as Astoria...but he wants to see the Dementor, but he can't be too obvious, but the Dementor will definitely go to Harry.

　　 Not because of anything else, but because Harry is the protagonist, which is the main line of the world, so as long as it develops normally, Harry will definitely encounter dementors on the train.

　　 So Hema was going to see whichever he planned to see, but after walking through the long aisle, Hema still did not find where Harry and Astoria were.

　　 Hema suddenly became confused. Is he already lost in such a serious situation? Can he be confused in the straight corridor?

　　 "Abo, do you find a place to sit? Come here." Suddenly a door beside him suddenly opened, and a thin, tall Slytherin boy suddenly called him.

　　 Hema didn't know each other, but he was too embarrassed to refuse such a friendly invitation from him, so he could only follow him in and found that there was only him and a dark-skinned Slytherin inside.

　　 "Student Abbot, please sit down. You may not be familiar with me. My name is Theodore Knot. This is Blaise Zabini. We are all third-year students."

"Oh, I know, you guys are more familiar with Malfoy." Hema seemed to have a little impression suddenly. After all, Slytherin mentioned in movies and novels is not too much, this Theodore The appearance rate is relatively high.

　　 "Yes, but to be honest, I'm not his follower. The main reason is that he doesn't know what he does... Of course, you should never tell him."

　　Theodore Knott also lowered his voice immediately, but Zabini suddenly changed his face and laughed.

"What's wrong with you?"

　　 "Nott, it's not good to speak ill of others behind their backs."

　　 A familiar voice rang at the door, and Knott turned his head abruptly, and saw Malfoy standing there frowning.

　　 "Oh, Malfoy, I am not..."

　　 "Okay, okay, I'm not quarreling with you." Malfoy finished speaking, and sat next to Hema, gently leading the sliding door.

　　Nott and Zabini looked at Malfoy, who was still calm, with an incredible look, and scratched their heads at each other, but he was not angry.

　　 "You didn't arrive at school, you should find someone to beat me?"

　　 "Hey? You guy has something wrong, why should I beat you, what you said is the truth." Malfoy straightened his shirt, and picked up a potato chip and put it in his mouth.

　　 "Hey?" Nott is even more confused now, and Malfoy has changed! ? I'm still crazy.

　　 Hema looked at Malfoy and wanted to laugh. This guy was obviously angry, but he was suppressed by himself, and then he started to pretend.

　　 It seems that no matter what this guy is like, he is still growing up. That week's farm work was not in vain, and his food was not in vain.

　　 "I do have some problems with things, but in the future, don't speak ill of others behind your back, behave as villains, we are Slytherin, we must study like Hema Ebo! Fight for the honor of Slytherin!

　　 "Cough!" Hema almost squirted water, looking at Malfoy with a puzzled face. I really want you to be smarter, but I didn't want you to be a good student.

　　 "Well, Malfoy, don't be so exaggerated. Before other things, we are students and boys, so some things, just follow our own heart."

　　 "You have insistence on pure blood, you can persist, or you can reject mixed blood, but you can't deny the other party's persistence."

　　 "For example, the mysterious people want to eliminate the hybrids in this world, but Dumbledore wants to defeat Voldemort for the sake of ordinary wizards and peace in the world. Who of them is wrong?"

　　"Mysterious man...?" The opposite Knott and Zabini replied a little hesitantly. Although their father or mother was related to Death Eaters, Dumbledore is the principal now after all, and it is also a peaceful age.

　　 "No, nothing is wrong!" Malfoy looked at Hema's profile, a flash of light flashed by.

"Yes! Because you are a mysterious person, then you think you are right. If you are Dumbledore, you will think that Dumbledore is right, and we have to choose our own favorable direction, not blindly, but to decide , What I want."

　　 "I see..." Malfoy nodded thoughtfully~www.novelmt.com~ The two opposite seemed to be silent, and began to think about something.

　　 But Hema smiled slightly and began to eat the snacks bought by the opposite person. In fact, he made up all these chicken soup talks just now.

　　Because it doesn't matter what is right or wrong, what standpoint does not matter to him, he only needs to choose the path he wants to take in his heart, and it is enough to protect himself and his loved ones.

　　 But in the next second, when Hema picked up her glass to drink, the interior of the still-bright car instantly dimmed, and then it shook suddenly!

　　 "Ah! What's the matter?!"

　　 "Hema?"

　　 "There seems to be something outside?!"

　　 "Ah!" Some girls outside were also scared and screamed.

　　 "It's cold..." Malfoy also got up from his seat and stretched out his wand to light up this little space.

　　 "Don't move...it's a dementor..." Hema reminded the three little wizards, who also opened their eyes instantly and shrank inside.

　　 But the next second, with a muffled bang, a black shadow directly passed the glass outside the car, and a window grille spread directly.

　　 Hema directly drew out his **** wand and pointed it at the door. At this moment, he also became a little nervous.

Because the Hushen Guard has learned it on paper, but it is the first time to use it. If it is not successful, it will be really shameful. Although it is unlikely that something will happen, it is still Dumbledore’s territory after all. They dare not. Too presumptuous.

　　 In the next second, a huge black shadow slowly floated from the other side of the corridor, Hema was a little excited, come on, bastard!