Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

Although the two of them were much safer, the two fools still couldn't find the right way, but a few minutes later, a tall figure wobbled over from the opposite side.

"Harry! What are you doing here!?"

"Hagrid, I'm lost... where is this?"

"Knockturn Alley, my child, this place is very dangerous for you little wizards... Who is this?"

Hagrid talked with Harry for a long time before he noticed the black-haired boy next to him, who was silent but looked at him tenderly, which made him feel a little flattered.

Although he knew that not every little wizard was afraid of him, he was very happy that the little wizard who saw him for the first time looked at him so kindly.

"Hagrid, this is Hema Abbott, a freshman enrolled this year."

"Oh, hello Hema! But we're getting out of here at once."

Hagrid patted Hema on the shoulder, led a child with one hand, and walked towards Diagon Alley.

While Hagrid and Harry talked a lot about his summer vacation, Hema was silently thinking about other things.

For example, should he take away the book that Mr. Malfoy put in Ginny for a while, or try to follow the plot as much as possible.

"Hema, are you not feeling well? I know that wizards in Knockturn Alley are dangerous. I have a piece of chocolate here."

Hagrid looked at Hema who was silent all the way, took out half a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it to him.

Harry next to him looked at Hema who accepted the chocolate obediently. For the first time, he felt what acting is. How about the momentum you had just now?

"Harry~! Hagrid!"

But at this moment, a girl's voice suddenly sounded from not far away, and Hema followed the sound, and a familiar but different figure ran over here.

"Hermione! Nice to meet you." Harry also walked forward excitedly, and at this moment he felt the importance of his partner again.

"Harry, your glasses are... Oculus Reparo again."

"And Hagrid, hello, this...is..."

After Hermione helped Harry fix his glasses, she greeted Hagrid, and finally saw Hema standing aside blankly.

"Hello, Hermione, Hema Abbott." Hema stretched out her little hand very calmly, and looked at him with a smile.

After Hermione heard Hema's name, she looked at him carefully, as if she remembered something.

"Hermione?" Harry watched as Hermione was distracted, and Herma's hand was still hanging in the air in embarrassment, and she lightly touched her shoulder.

"Oh! Sorry, classmate Herma, Hermione Granger."

Hema didn't pay attention either, and gently shook Hermione's hand, but just as she was about to let go, Hermione pulled her directly beside her.

"Miss Granger?"

"It really is you, it's incredible that I can meet you here."

Hearing Hermione's words, Hema was a little surprised. He was sure that he had never seen Hermione, after all, before he was reborn, he had met Miss Watson in real life.

But the real Hermione in front of her at this moment, although she is six or seven points similar to Emma, ​​has many differences, which can be distinguished from those in the movie.

"Have you seen me before?"

"Of course not, but I saw you in the newspaper. You graduated from Granier Elementary School at the age of 9, and you were admitted to Hawkwall Secondary School. I missed it by just 7 points."

Seeing the fighting spirit in Hermione's eyes, Hema finally understood Miss Hermione's surprising reaction, and had to say that the top students were indeed attracted and hostile to each other.

"However, I hope that Mr. Aibo can continue to maintain good grades in Hogwarts! Of course, as a senior, you can ask me if you don't understand."

At the end of Hermione's words, she showed a sweet smile, which moved Hema's heart,

My goodness, where's Black Hermione? I can't take it anymore!

"Of course, I heard from my sister that your grades are very good, Miss Granger."

"elder sister?"

"Hermione, Herma's sister is Hannah, they are really different, I have a feeling he would be a Gryffindor."

Harry looked at Hema, thinking that just now Hema saved him bravely and drove those wizards away. Such a little wizard will definitely enter Gryffindor!

"Well, I hope so."

Hermione glanced at the calm Hema, and let go of the hand she had been holding. In fact, she understood a knot in the past today.

After all, I studied very hard at the time, but still failed to get into Hawkwall Middle School, and then I saw Hema's newspaper.

Although I received a letter from Hogwarts the next day, I would be a wizard in the future, and I would go on a different path from that guy, but even so, I still had a bit of a grudge about it.

It's not that I'm envious or jealous, but I just feel that I can't compare with the other party, and I want a chance to prove myself.

But now that the opponent is enrolled as a freshman, no matter which college they enter, they still have many opportunities to compete in the future, and Hermione Granger will not lose this time!

At this time, Mr. Hema didn't think so much, but felt that Hermione suddenly ignited a fighting spirit, and it was still for him, which made him feel some pressure.

After all, he has never clearly felt the existence of magic power since he was a child, and there is no sign of a magic riot. Maybe it is really possible to be rubbed on the ground by an excellent classmate Hermione.

After all, Harry Potter is in the later stage, and Hermione really has two pitfalls in one mind. It is almost at the mvp level. If there is no Hermione, I am afraid that Harry and Ron will have to die more than a dozen times to pass the level.

At this moment, the Weasleys hurried over, and the chubby Mrs. Molly who walked in front hugged Harry.

"Harry, we're worried about you, are you okay?" Mrs. Molly patted the dust off Harry's body, even though she was a head of ashes.

"It's okay, Hema and Hagrid helped me." Harry nodded, allowing Mrs. Molly to pat him. In fact, he stayed at the Weasleys' house for a while, and he really experienced the warmth of a family.

"Herma?" Mr. Weasley and Molly also looked over, only to find that Hermione and Herma, who were standing next to Hagrid just now, were no longer there.

"Hagrid, where did they go?"

"It seems to be going to Ollivander's side. Hema doesn't have a wand yet... Then, Harry, I have something to do. Let's go first. Goodbye Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley."

"Huh?" Seeing Hagrid's tall body gradually submerged in the crowd, Harry couldn't help clenching his fists as he recalled the scene where Hema confronted the witch.

He really couldn't use magic. He protected me without a wand...I actually felt afraid of him at the time, Hema, you are a brave wizard!

At this time, Hema didn't know that his reputation had risen again from the Lord Savior, and he was walking with Hermione on the way to Ollivander's wand shop.

After all, just now he remembered that he hadn't done the most important thing, but he took two steps, turned around, and pulled Miss Passionate over.

After all, he found that he might really be a bit of a road idiot, and Granger was not unhappy about it, but led the way enthusiastically, although Hema guessed some reasons.

"We're here, classmate Hema."