Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

As Hema's flight speeded up, the surrounding scenery quickly passed his eyes, and wherever he looked around, it was all lush green.

Only on the far right is a mountain range extending to the end of the sky, exuding red flames, which should be the Fire Academy.

On the other side is an invisible blue lake, huge and deep, as if it is not a lake, but a real ocean. Of course, Hema dare not say whether it is an ocean.

But it shouldn't be, because this place seemed so real to him last time, but if he felt it carefully with magic power, he could find that the sky above his head exuded a particularly abnormal power.

In other words, the blue sky above the head is false, then this space may not be somewhere at all, but another space opened up.

But to be able to open up such a huge natural environment, the dean is probably very terrifying, this is already a divine power.

Of course, there is another conjecture, that is, this space itself existed, but the dean discovered and gradually transformed it, which is quite reasonable.

But in the first case, if the dean already has the power of miracles, I am afraid that the whole world is in his pocket. It should be impossible, and the second possibility is more likely.

"Here we are, just go down."

"Okay." Hema glanced at the small building below, and slowly walked over. This guy lives well, and it's still on the third floor.

"Wait, my house is on the second floor."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Hema smiled awkwardly, and almost fell directly on the balcony on the third floor. After staggering to find a foothold, the two jumped to the corridor on the second floor.

"The second room is mine." Hufflepuff felt Hema's wrist withdraw from her waist, her neck was slightly red, and she walked quickly to the second door.

"No skirts today."

Accompanied by an ethereal, the door opened slowly with a click, and Hema also walked in. Before he could adapt to the change of light, a faint scent of flowers floated into his nostrils.

"It smells so good~"

"Although it's a small house, I still planted some plants."

Hema raised her head and looked around, and found that this small room was similar to the Japanese-style apartment she saw before crossing. The capacity was not large, but it seemed to have everything.

Walking to a place similar to the living room, on the windowsills on both sides, there are still a bunch of flower pots, all kinds of flowers that he has never seen before are rippling with magic power and vitality.

"Sit first, I'll get some medicine." She gently put the little guy into Hema's arms, and then quickly ran to the next bedroom.

It's not that Hema saw a bed inside, but that there was only one room in the whole house, and the small room that came in was obviously a bathroom.

"Little guy, please don't cause any trouble to me..." Hema touched the little guy, frowned slightly, not to mention that he couldn't go back, he personally couldn't accept it.

Another point, as a person from the future, he is just like Hufflepuff going to the future, but he will have an impact on the world, which is very worthy of attention.

"I found it, you put it on that cushion first."

"Oh." Seeing the other party come out with this box, Hema quickly put the little guy on a thick cushion similar to a beanbag sofa.

"Is it a canine-like creature?"

"Uh... it should be considered."

"Then I'll give it a try with the potion used to treat the megalodon first." Hufflepuff took out a small syringe and stabbed at the little guy's calf.

But the moment it touched the fur, a mask burst open, directly blocking the needle.

"This is passive defensive magic, what should I do?"

"It's up to you." Hufflepuff felt the power of the defensive cover, and looked at Hema helplessly.

"Let me try." Hema slowly stretched out her hand, reluctantly placed it on the opponent's white tail, "Little guy, it's me, I'm here to treat you, relax, relax...it will be fine, don't worry, I will save you." your."

"Hey~" The little guy opened his eyes slightly,

There was a touch of azure blue, and he glanced at Hema, then slowly closed his eyes, and the mask on his body completely dissipated.

Hufflepuff next to him also injected the potion immediately, the little guy also trembled, and then fell into silence again.

"Wait for two hours and see if it still looks like this? If it is still there, you need other medicines for treatment. There is no way, I can only take it to another pharmacist for special treatment, but it is easy to expose..."

"Well, take your time, you have worked hard."

"No, it's you who have worked hard. I have already gone home. If you can't go home, you still have time... You won't be fired, because you don't come home at night."

"It's okay, but I'd better go back as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid they will be anxious to find me first."

Hema thought about Astoria and Hermione, she must be very worried about him, of course Mrs. Cahall would not, she felt that she was in control of everything.

"Do you want juice?" Hufflepuff didn't know what to say for a while, he was stunned for a while, then stood up and walked towards a cabinet.

"Okay, by the way, is there any fruit here?"

"Of course, and it's not an ordinary fruit, you'll know when you try it."

Hufflepuff walked to Hema's side with a small bucket, and then took out two clear glass cups, which cast colorful light and shadow under the reflection of the sunlight outside.

She gently lifted the small bucket, and the light blue liquid rolled from it into the quilt, and a strong fruity fragrance spread in the air.

Hema also took a deep breath. It seemed to be a bit like an apple, but also a bit like a strawberry, which was very magical.

"Taste it."

Hema picked up the cup, took a sip, and instantly a sweet and sour taste rushed to the top of her head, swayed in her mouth, and spread in front of her throat.

"call…"

"Haha, how is it?" Hufflepuff also showed a successful prank smile. Although the juice is very nutritious, many people really can't bear the sour feeling and the feeling on the head.

"It's delicious!" But after Hema coughed lightly, she picked up the cup again and took a sip. "It's delicious, it's like an enhanced version of farmer's juice."

"Really?"

"Of course, what kind of fruit actually has such a problem. I like the sour and sweet feeling the most."

"Oh... Me too, let's do some more."

"Um."

So the two began to discuss things from drinking to eating. After all, Hema was a foodie in her previous life, and when traveling, she meant going out to eat and drink.

As the founder of the future Hogwarts kitchen, Hufflepuff has developed an interest in food now, so this topic allows the two of them to have something to talk about.

Hema also told the other party a lot about the food of the future, of course, the food of China in the future. Hufflepuff also listened with great interest, and even took out a note to write down many details.

Although she has never heard of many seasonings, there are similar ones that can be substituted. Maybe try it out at the end, and the taste is really good.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and Hema didn't forget about the little guy. She went over to touch the other person's body, and found that the temperature had indeed begun to cool down.

From scorching hot at the beginning to slightly warm, it was not too different from usual, and his expression became much better, but he hadn't woken up yet.

"It should be effective."

"Well, it should be fine after a nap, isn't it similar to a dog~" Hufflepuff also took advantage of the little guy's sleep, and made a good mouth attack.

"Ha ha."

"Okay, it's already afternoon, let's start preparing dinner, you are my first guest here!"

"Oh, don't be so troublesome, just take a bite at will."

"You don't have to be so polite, I still want to show off my cooking skills." Hufflepuff also rolled up his sleeves directly.

Seeing this, Hema also nodded. Although he was so polite just now, he himself was very much looking forward to what interesting dishes Miss Hufflepuff, as the Hogwarts cook, could present.

But just as Hufflepuff walked to the balcony, there were two crisp knocks on the door, and a clear and ethereal voice sounded.

"Helga, I'm here to help."