Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Malfoy!" Snape growled, Malfoy also bounced off the ground at once, looking at Snape's livid face, he knew that he had messed up this time.

"From now on, in my class, I will not allow you to sit still, and Slytherin will deduct 10 points, return to your seat!"

Following Snape's sentencing, Malfoy also put his head under his neck, quickly slipped to his seat, and stood behind Hema.

"Aibo, I was almost scared to death..."

"Malfoy! I'll have a good talk with your father."

"Huh?" Malfoy lost his soul~

The Slytherins below also looked serious, and the Gryffindor cubs felt that this was a bad breath, but they didn't expect it.

Although Snape was angry and deducted points from his house, would Snape in this state allow Gryffindor room to make mistakes without being caught?

"Then, let's start class!" Snape straightened his body, picked up his notebook, and stared at the snickering Harry. Hema seemed to see a word of danger on Harry's head.

An hour later, a happy (and indifferent) Snape walked out of the room, leaving behind the students howling.

This time, not only Harry Potter, the trio, not even Gryffindor, but even the students of Slytherin College felt the power of demons.

During this one-hour class, Snape deducted a total of 27 points from Gryffindor and 19 points from Slytherin, and it wasn't a large amount of deductions.

But when you make the potion, one point will be deducted every time you fail, and then accumulated, it can be said to be murderous, and the points will be deducted even if you are convinced!

And every time before the points are deducted, they will mock you seriously and eccentrically, which is simply mental pollution.

Even Hema, who had been prepared for a long time, was yelled at by Snape. Fortunately, Hema succeeded in the end and was not deducted points.

"Huh...it's over, I feel like I'm going crazy." A Slytherin student next to him said so.

But in Gryffindor on the opposite side, the small-hearted Neville had already stayed there, because out of Gryffindor's 27 points, 7 points were deducted by him alone.

In other words, he himself made 7 serious mistakes during the potion making process, which is obviously very abnormal.

After all, the potion made this time is a shrinking solvent, which can be regarded as a potion with normal difficulty for third-year little wizards.

Even though Snape's level of rigor was very high, it didn't mean that he could make 7 big mistakes in a row. Fortunately, Snape let the kid pass the eighth time without deducting points.

Hermione and the others were also comforting Neville at this time. After all, Neville seemed to have completely petrified his mind. Hema also sighed helplessly, but did not go up to comfort him.

After all, Neville's memory is still a bit incomplete now, and when his memory starts to recover by itself, there is no need for him to talk nonsense.

But after walking out of the classroom and looking at the slightly dim sky outside through the glass, Hema seemed to think of a math teacher she had in elementary school.

He is strict and will beat you, but he is a very serious and responsible teacher. At least everyone's math scores have improved a lot.

As far as he was concerned, although he was very afraid of him at the time, but because of this, in order not to be beaten in the palm, he was the worst in three subjects in mathematics, but he also caught up with the other two subjects.

Later, in junior high school, although he still didn't like mathematics, he could at least keep his grades stable. This must be the help he gave himself at that time.

Thinking of this, Hema turned her head helplessly, and walked towards Neville. I am happy today, so let me give you chicken soup for your soul!

Five minutes later, under the disbelief of everyone, Hema walked out of the classroom, leaving behind the confused-looking crowd and Neville who was in better spirits.

"I didn't expect that Hema would be so consoling, just like my dad..." Lavender said incredulously.

"Hema is like this. He is an amazing person. He seems to know everything and understand everything. He always feels like a miniature version of Dumbledore to me."

Harry also said from the sidelines that he had almost become Hema's little fanboy since then, and he was also a savior and gave him a lot of help. How can I say this kind of feeling is very complicated.

But now all the students' minds are more concerned that they can finally leave this hell classroom. I hope that Professor Lupine in the afternoon can bring them some surprises!

At noon, after having a meal with Astoria, Hema also went to Mr. Cahor's for lunch training. What is the content? It can be summed up as being beaten!

Yes, because Cahall felt that Hema's melee skills had regressed, so he needed to train again for a period of time, so I'm afraid he would have to spend the first month in it.

"Alas, Hema, did you see the report on today's Daily Prophet!?" Malfoy was obviously thick-skinned, and he had already recovered from Snape's reprimand. Ma thought she couldn't compare.

"What's the matter? Don't say that Sirius Black has come to our Hogwarts to catch Harry Potter." Hema also joked, but the little wizards reading next to him were all stunned.

"Hema...you guessed it..."

"Ah? Really? Let me take a look." Hema also grabbed the newspaper casually, and saw a piece of information on it, saying that Sirius had been discovered since the first day until the day before yesterday.

They have been attacking northward all the time, and there is only one place that is getting closer and closer, and that is Hogwarts. The last time, they have come to a town more than ten miles away from Hogwarts.

"Hema, you said that if he really came to Hogwarts and we caught him, would he get a Merlin Medal!"

"It's possible. I like you, Malfoy." Hema glanced at Malfoy and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Hey? Aren't you with me?"

"This? No, I'm too weak, I'm afraid I can't deal with a powerful Death Eater on the other side, or our Master Malfoy is stronger."

Hearing this, Malfoy also understood Hema's sarcasm, and immediately turned his head angrily, flipping through the newspaper casually.

On Harry's side, of course, he also saw the newspaper, but he obviously wanted to catch Sirius' fantasy more than Malfoy.

Harry and the others were lost in thought, because Sirius Black was a Death Eater, and the boss of Death Eaters was Voldemort.

Then, as Voldemort's greatest enemy, Mr. Savior, that is, Harry, was naturally also the target of the Death Eaters, and a sense of crisis immediately pervaded him.

Harry looked at the reward photo of Sirius, he actually thought of the black dog he saw that day, and then thought of the result of the divination, his forehead felt a little ache.

"I am no longer the savior, Voldemort!"