Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

A wave of warmth hit her face, Dogan slowly opened her eyes, and the ceiling covered with four-leaf clover made her smile.

"Looks like I'm still alive..."

"What? Isn't it good to be alive?" At this moment, Hema's voice suddenly sounded, and she slowly supported the bed to get up, but suddenly felt a tearing pain in her lower body!

"Hey, what are you doing? Your leg injury hasn't completely healed yet? It's only been a day, and you haven't slept for long."

Hema quickly pushed Dog'an onto the pillow, picked up an apple and peeled it, but before he could peel it, he was stopped by the other party.

"Stop! Apples are delicious with the skin on, why do you all like to take off the skin, really."

"Haha, isn't this for the purpose of breaking it into pieces for you?" Hema helplessly swiped the knife horizontally, split the skin in half, and then cut it piece by piece.

"Where are the others?" Dog'an looked out the window. The warm sunshine made her very comfortable, but she was also worried about other people's situation.

"Go to work. I'll take care of you today, so you can be a deserter." Hema happened to have finished the apple, stuck a piece with a knife, and handed it over.

"You are like this, how can I eat it!" Dogan looked at Hema's horizontal knife and bit it himself, his lips would be cut open!

"Be careful... You should eat by yourself." Hema went straight up, supported the other's head, and slowly let Dogan sit up, leaning against the wall behind.

"You bastard, you really don't know how to take care of people, you really deserve to be a brat!" Dogan also stuffed two apples in one gulp.

"Hehe, isn't your golden hair not as good-looking as the white waves?" Hema also teased casually.

"Woo... did you see that? Where are the others?"

"what?"

"Just hair!"

"What's wrong with your hair, isn't it all white and yellow?"

Hema's answer made Dogan stunned. Looking at Hema's immature face, he paused for a few seconds and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Haha...you are really heartless, you are really not curious why I became like that."

"I'm not curious." Although Hema guessed something, it didn't matter to him, because no matter how many stories you have, you can hide as much as I do.

"Hey! You're not curious, so I'm just going to talk about it."

"Tell me." Hema also casually squeezed a piece of apple and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Suddenly I don't want to talk anymore." Dog'an looked at Hema, who squinted his eyes and always looked like this stinky fart, and got angry.

"Then do you want to know how you were rescued?"

"How did you get saved?"

"It was God who saved you. I saw a meteorite falling from the sky, and the canyon and dragon were all smashed into ashes."

"What kind of French joke are you making?" Doggan gave Hema a blank look, looking at him like an idiot.

"You don't believe me? Here!" Hema Zhiji pulled a newspaper from the side.

Dog'an is in his hand, the Daily Prophet, and the first big picture on the front page is a burning earth and a torn sky.

A line of big characters was written below, "Shocked! It's like a scene of divine punishment, and many wizards from the Ministry of Magic are present!"

"This is that canyon?!" Dog'an widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

"what you think?"

"Oh? Miss Dogan is awake?" Suddenly, a frivolous voice rang out at the door, and Pole walked in with a smile, and sat on the side of the bed.

"Ms. Pole..."

"You girl actually called me teacher!? Classmate Ai Bo,

Did you hear it? "

"..."

"Actually, it's easy to say when you're awake, Kesakmi Assa!" Bohr suddenly pointed at Dog'an's leg, and a white light flashed from the wand.

In the next second, Dogan felt that her leg was much more comfortable. Boer also grabbed her calf and pressed it a little harder.

"How does it feel?"

"It doesn't hurt too much."

"That's good. By the way, I'm going to have lunch later. Others will be very happy to see you." Bohr also stood up, smiled at her, and walked out briskly.

Hema looked at Boer's back, and said to Dogan, "Actually, Mr. Scamander really cares about you. It's just his personality. You don't feel that deeply."

"I know...I always knew that this guy is a good guy, otherwise he would have accepted me as an apprentice, haha."

Hema looked at Dogan and smiled again. In this twenty-faced girl, he saw many things that he didn't have at his age.

This seems to be a common phenomenon in the magic world, but he can still maintain this kind of rationality and cheerfulness in various experiences, which he thinks he can't do.

"By the way, I haven't finished telling you just now... Hema Abbott, in fact, I suck..."

A muffled bang interrupted Dogan's words directly, and an owl hit the glass next to them directly.

"Hema, it's the owl delivering the newspaper." Doggan got up slowly, climbed to the window and opened it.

From this perspective, Hema saw a pair of long legs directly in her eyes, no wonder she was wearing pants all the time, who could resist this!

"Hema? It's the new issue of the Daily Prophet...Hey? What are you looking at?! Little pervert!" Dogan's cheeks and ears turned red immediately, and he pulled the thin quilt to cover his lower body.

"I'm reading the Daily Prophet." Hema replied without blushing, and moved directly to the bed, while Dogan also shrank directly to the wall.

"I'm a brat, what are you afraid of...?"

"..." Dogan also froze for a moment when he heard it. That's right, what was she afraid of this brat doing? He didn't have the tools to commit the crime!

"Give me the newspaper. I'll see if there's any news about the Weasleys." Hema stretched out her hand, intending to continue teasing him.

But Dogan directly picked up the newspaper, glanced at it, and suddenly widened his eyes, and asked Hema tremblingly, "Do you know prophecy?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look!" Dogan put the newspaper directly in front of Hema, and on the back was a photo of the Weasley family in Egypt.

In addition to Ginny, Ron and the twin brothers that Hema was familiar with, Percy, and his two older brothers, Bill and Charlie, also appeared in it.

But Hema seems to have seen this photo in the last issue, but it's not here, but on the homepage, so this is a review of the last issue, the homepage...it won't be! ?

A bold idea suddenly exploded in Hema's head, and he suddenly turned over. There was almost no extra text on the front, only a big picture and a line of words.

"Sirius escaped from Azkaban! See the back page for details!"

"Everything is still on the track of history!" Hema couldn't help but deeply admired the stability of the world's laws. Even if many other things happened in the middle, it still led to the general development direction in the end!

But what is he going to do this time? Compared with a simple basilisk and a Horcrux, there are many more people involved this time.

"Phew... be careful~ Hema Aibo!"