Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Are you there? I'm Scamander."

"Can I go and open the door?" Cedric glanced at Hema, the little master, and Hema also nodded. Is there any need to ask about this.

Cedric straightened his collar, hurried to the door, and opened it slowly, but he was stunned by a strange face.

The other party looked to be in his thirties, a head taller than him, and wearing a loose shirt on his upper body, making him look a little thinner.

Gray-yellow curly hair hangs next to the eyes, but a pair of shining gray eyes are looking at him through the hair, but there is no pressure in the eyes, but a gentle aura.

"Hi, Mr. Scamander, I'm Cedric. The others have arrived."

"Good morning, Cedric."

"Hello, I'm Poul Scamander."

"Mr. Pole!? It's you! Your surname is Scamander?" Dogan shouted suddenly, looking at him in disbelief.

"I told you, I'm also an Englishman. You didn't believe me at the time." Pohl smiled at Dogan and held out his hand to Lupine.

"Remus Lupine." Lupine didn't expect that the other party would shake hands with him, so he squeezed out a smile and held hands with the other party.

"Hello, Mr. Lupine, and these few."

Unexpectedly, Scamander and Lupine finished shaking hands, and reached out to Malfoy and Harry.

Several other people also saw the politeness of this Mr. Scamander, and they all went to shake hands with him.

"Actually, shaking hands is a good way to get to know each other, so we can cooperate better in the next tasks."

As he spoke, he showed a gentle smile, which moved Mrs. Aibo and Qiu Zhang. The uncle is really suitable for all ages, but Dogan seems to be still like that.

The two seemed to be familiar with each other before, and Mr. Scamander also gave an answer, "Among you, maybe Dogan knows me. I have been abroad since I was a child, so it is normal that everyone is not familiar with it." of."

"By the way, who are you and Mr. Newt Scamander?" Dogan also asked a question that everyone related to.

"My father."

"But you look so young."

"Are you young? I may be celebrating my 50th birthday in a few days, and I am at the level of an old man." Mr. Pole said jokingly.

"Then you said at the time that you had been the Director of the Department of Fantastic Beasts for 20 years, it was actually true!" Dogan thought that when he first joined the Department of Fantastic Beasts in the United States, the highest officer was this gentleman.

At that time, I thought that the other party was only 10 years older than myself, and he should be a very powerful genius wizard, so I had the cheek to ask the other party for advice, and sometimes even tried to seduce him.

After all, the other party is tall, rich and handsome, has no wife or girlfriend, and he has no boyfriend, so maybe he can develop.

But I didn't expect that people said that I didn't like women, and finally became her teacher in Magizoology.

But now, telling her all of a sudden that she is an old man, she suddenly couldn't accept it.

The others didn't notice the change in Dog'an's expression, and Bohr also continued to tell some stories about his time in the United States.

The little wizards who had never been to the United States were immediately attracted. Of course, Cedric was the most fascinated. After all, he has been fond of books about magical animals since he was a child.

So he naturally admires Newt Scamander, the legendary Hufflepuff. Naturally, Pole, as Newt's child, is also the former director of the Department of Fantastic Beasts.

Hema also wanted to hear the story. After all, everyone was there, so he was not in a hurry. It seemed that Mr. Scamander was the leader this time, so he could go out of business.

But suddenly Dogan came to his ear, "Mr. Aibo, this old guy speaks in a long and stinky way. Come with me for a walk."

"Huh? We'll be leaving soon..."

"This guy can't finish talking for half an hour. We won't go far. Is there a store near you?"

"Yes, what do you want to buy?"

"Drink some." Dog'an licked his lips, pulled Hema up and walked towards the door.

"Hema, what are you doing?" Harry called to Hema.

"Miss Dogan wants to buy something, I'll go with her."

"Okay, come back quickly, we leave at 10 o'clock." Mr. Scamander glanced at his watch and said casually.

Hema also looked at the wall and found that the hands of the clock had just turned to the 8:50 position. It seemed that Dogan was right.

After going out, a gust of hot wind rushed towards the two of them, and Hema suddenly felt like rushing back into the house.

But looking at Dogan who was wearing a shirt and a black windbreaker next to him, he suddenly had the urge to tear off his clothes. It's too hot, it's summer.

"Aren't you hot?"

"It's not hot, but I just feel a little bit warm now." Hema looked at her, only to realize that although both of them were of white race, it was obvious that Miss Dogan's skin color was a bit strange.

Hema stared instantly from half-closed eyes, her pitch-black pupils turned crimson, and her pupils turned into erect dragon eyes.

Why does the magic in her body flow like this, so strange...? !

From Hema's perspective, the flow of Dog'an's magic power made him uncomfortable, because the magic power of ordinary people would flow continuously in the body, spread and then gather, just like water flowing in a pipe.

But Dog'an flows very slowly, just like the magic power is not water, but like glue. Although it is flowing, part of it is attached to the useless physical tissue, and then consumes this part of the magic power through the body.

In other words, there is no unified storage of her magic power, but through a slow flow, the storage and magic power have been produced and used all the time.

So judging from the special circumstances of nourishing the body with magic power, this guy should have a very strong body, but no matter how I look at it, I don't think so... I don't think so myself...

Hema also hesitated for a moment, and then grabbed the opponent's hand directly, and a feeling of coldness as cold as Astoria's came up instantly.

"Why... Is my sister's hand easy to touch?" Dog'an's lips suddenly drew a nice arc, and then he turned his wrist and directly grabbed his hand in reverse.

Hema also squinted her eyes, and the redness receded in an instant, but the whole person suddenly exerted force, and directly grabbed the opponent's hand!

Dogan also showed a smile, immediately withdrew his hand, and stabbed Hema's face with his kick!

Hema suddenly flipped back a small somersault, neatly dodging the opponent's attack, but then a beautiful figure flashed, and his chest shook violently!

The whole person was directly sent flying, and fell hard on the lawn not far away, with a fishy smell filling his mouth!

"cough!"

"Ah...are you okay!?" Dogan, who had knocked Hema into the air, also froze in place, as if his punch hadn't been intentional, and hurried over!

"...It hurts...I almost broke my bones." Although Hema suffered from pain, fortunately, the dragon's blood is not so watery, and even without scales, it can barely block the attack.

But if this punch hit an ordinary person just now, I'm afraid he would really die. What's going on with this guy?

"Huh... Fortunately, I didn't beat you to death..." Dogan lay down next to Hema, and was obviously relieved to see that Hema hadn't passed out yet.

"What's your situation? I don't think a witch can blow a person out." Hema opened her eyes and looked at the other person carefully.

"I...? But you are not, you can take my attack head-on, but you only suffered a little skin trauma... You are not an ordinary person!"

It was only then that Dogan noticed that Hema Aibo seemed to have something else to explore besides his talent as a wizard...

"Then let's stop this topic here?" Hema also didn't want to expose her dragon transformation problem, after all, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

"Okay, that's it."