Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Herma Abbott, do you think my herbal medicine class is useless?" Professor Sprout sat on the office chair, looking surprisingly serious.

"No, Professor Sprout, I'm just really busy recently, you can talk to Principal Dumbledore about this."

Although Hema didn't want to refute the teacher, but this time it really wasn't his fault. It was said that it was the second grade, but it was actually the beginning of the third grade.

He has never been idle for a day. From 6:30 in the morning, he has been busy until after 1:00 in the evening. If it weren't for the dragon's body and high mental strength, he would have been unable to hold on.

"But then you can't keep up with other subjects, so you don't pay much attention to my herbal medicine." Professor Sprout looked at Hema's dark circles, and his tone softened a bit.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I've recently begun to supplement herbal medicine, trying not to get good grades, and sometimes I need to trouble you."

"Okay, come here, here is a collection of knowledge points for grades 1-3, made by one of my very early students, who stayed in school after graduation."

"Well, thank you, Professor Sprout." Hema took over a thick notebook full of traces of time, and nodded.

"Okay, go out, that girl is waiting for you, come here anytime if you have any questions."

"Oh, thank you professor, if there is a problem, I will come over." Hema smiled, bowed, and slowly withdrew from the room.

Professor Sprout also looked at Hema, and sighed helplessly. Although this child is excellent, he just isn't very interested in herbalism.

Although she has never liked herbalism since she worked at Hogwarts, she still likes such a genius.

To be honest, recently she also discovered a few children who are very talented in herbal medicine, for example, that little Gryffindor wizard who seems timid... called Neville Longbottom.

"Oh, it's the child of the Longbottom family... Huh..., I really need to pay attention to it, maybe it's really a good seedling."

And Hema met Astoria outside, and the two walked towards the library, which was almost becoming their exclusive dating sanctuary.

Of course, the reason is very simple and boring, that is, both Hema and Astoria like to read books, so the library is naturally a good place.

After all, there are no classes in the afternoon, and the two of them have nothing to do. Naturally, they just read homework and learn new things, and the same is true for Astoria.

In other words, Astoria is also working hard, but because of physical reasons, he has always been within the range of what he can do.

But recently, Hema has also learned that Astoria is more powerful. She can actually have a special healing spell, although the healing spell is not a particularly rare product.

His skills, as well as the centaur and unicorn, all have their own healing power, but she simply uses ordinary magic spells for healing, but the milk volume is abnormally high.

According to her, her family has ancestral methods to temporarily strengthen the strength of certain spells, but she can only strengthen healing and control spells for the time being.

But for Hema, this is not the game. Although there are no damage skills and blood volume is not high, there are many auxiliary characters who can only control and heal.

However, as far as Astoria's current situation is concerned, even the supporting role may not meet the requirements, but with the little guy around, giving her divine power can make her health a lot better.

But... "The little guy hasn't come back yet, right?" Hema just sat down when she remembered the missing little guy.

"Well, should we go and look for it, I haven't seen it for almost two days."

"Okay, I'll use the summoning technique I created last time to summon it. If it can come, it means that I just went to play, but if it doesn't come through, there may be something wrong."

"good."

"That, little guy." Hema stretched out her arm, pointed to the top of her head, and a small white halo appeared on her wrist,

It's something that connects two people.

But with the flash of light, like last time, the situation where the little guy descended from the sky did not happen.

"Why?"

"Didn't you come over?" Astoria frowned, looking up with a pair of eyes in a daze.

"Well, but why, even if the little guy doesn't come, there will be a reaction, but I feel that my magic power disappeared after passing through this place, as if it evaporated..."

"evaporation?"

"It's the same as the magic power dissipating directly, or being transferred."

"Transfer? Doesn't that mean..." Astoria suddenly remembered that the little guy often ran into the kitchen, but he never told Hema.

"What's wrong?" Hema looked at Astoria with an unspeakable expression on her face.

"I forgot to tell you one thing."

"What's wrong?"

"Since the little guy went to the kitchen once, he often goes there himself, but I haven't told you, it just likes to eat."

"But now that I think about it, something is wrong. Every time it brings back some strange things and puts them in its own nest, but Kana in my dormitory doesn't care, and I didn't go to see it."

"what?"

"Weird little gem...plant or something..."

Speaking of this, Hema finally understood that the little guy actually traveled through time by himself and ran over there, so why did he bring these things back?

"But that was more than a thousand years ago, what if something happened?" Hema also frowned, feeling a little confused.

"Then what to do?"

"Wait for it to come back. Anyway, this summoning spell is useless. After all, magic power cannot travel through time. Bring it..."

But before Hema finished speaking, a scream was heard from above, and a figure fell directly towards him!

Hema also immediately pushed Astoria aside, then poured the power and magic power in the rune into her body, and caught her with a click.

Hema took a closer look, only to find a familiar face staring at him stupidly, panting heavily in a daze.

"You are that person... Where is this place? Where is that little guy?" The girl swallowed, and asked Hema tremblingly.

But Hema smiled wryly, "Congratulations on your homecoming, Miss Hufflepuff, other little ones, get over here, what the hell are you doing!"

The students on the side all looked towards Hema. Hema glanced at them unhappily, and then they quickly returned to their seats without saying a word.

After all, although Hema is considered a hero, everyone still remembers the news of the senior year when he just entered school.

But Mrs. Pince who was not far away also heard Hema's shout, and seeing Hema standing there with a girl in her arms, she immediately walked up quickly.

"Mr. Abbott, what are you doing?"

"Can you put me down first..." Hufflepuff also said to Hema or turned to Hema, and it was only then that Hema realized that her hand was still on the other person, and the other person was only wearing a thin spun skirt.

"Sorry." Hema quickly put the other party down, and Astoria immediately walked towards Mrs. Pince and began to explain.

But Hema was a little at a loss. After all, the one standing in front of her was just a little girl, but she was the real Helga Hufflepuff!

What happened? Why did you bring her here at this time! ?