Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

"Oh! It succeeded?" At this time, the figure also appeared again, holding a huge sickle in front of Hema.

"An 00, what do you want?"

"I didn't stop you from leaving, congratulations, but your weapon seems to be a half-cooked food~"

"You don't need to worry about this, anyway, I tried my best." Hema also said casually, holding the hilt in both hands, the purple light was shining, and he could launch an attack at any time.

"Then let me try how hard your sword is!" After speaking, he waved his sickle and instantly opened the space and came to him.

Hema also suddenly took out the ruined blade and directly responded, and then he was cut off the blade with a single knife, and then cut off his head, the next second the whole person instantly turned into a cloud of dust and dissipated in the space. .

An 00 looked at Hema who was cut off by herself, exhaled, looked at a small gap in her sickle, and showed a unique smile.

"Interesting, really interesting, let me see how far you can grow in the future, Hema Abbot."

"Huh!!!" With a big gasp, Hema suddenly bounced from the grass, looking at the surrounding scenery, for the first time feeling that being alive is so beautiful!

"What about the little guy? Forget it, hurry back... No, the Hema over there doesn't seem to be me? Shall I go back to Hogwarts and have a look."

Hema closed her eyes, called the little guy twice in her heart, and then touched her neck. The feeling of being cut off and close to death was really bad.

"But it's still a bit of effort to break down." Hema stretched out his arm, and then re-concretized her soul power, and then accompanied by a golden light, the formation of a sword was directly outlined, and then slowly condensed.

"Huh... It seems a bit difficult to make weapons from reality, but it can reduce the concentration of mental power and add some magic power, so that the pressure is less. Under normal circumstances, fighting is enough. After all, it can cut off the weapon of the soul weapon. It must be a stronger soul weapon."

Therefore, Hema can clearly feel that she should be able to fight well against enemies with weaker soul power, at least in close combat, such as Voldemort.

Don't look at your magic, but as long as I have a chance to get close, we have to say goodbye to you, but Horcrux is also a problem, especially on Harry's side.

However, his soul power is so strong, he can develop it a little bit, maybe it can solve the problem of Horcrux and soul fragments.

Fortunately, he knew where Voldemort's Horcruxes were roughly located, and it wouldn't be too difficult for him to deal with them now, but before that, he had to go back and see Miss Hufflepuff first.

But what does she mean when she has seen me? I went back halfway, but it must have been years later, and I still don't want to think about it now.

"Huh?"

"You are here, we are going to go back..."

"I need to rest…"

"Well then, take a break."

"rest."

"I understand." Hema looked at the little guy who was talking so quietly today, and suddenly understood, and took out a handful of beef jerky from his pocket, which was given to him by a classmate in the dormitory.

"good to eat."

"That's good, Busbarton's side, I don't know what that woman did when I left, won't I become a public enemy of the whole people when I go back."

"No, she does...good deeds."

"I don't believe it, she can actually do good deeds?"

"At least for you."

"Okay, but your human language is getting better and better. Is it possible to communicate normally, but you just don't want to say it?"

"No, not good, slow."

"Then you can't understand others."

"You only need to understand..."

"That's ah, I'm so touched by what I said, it's good if you are a girl." Hema also smiled and held the little guy in her arms, feeling the breeze around him and the warmth in his arms, he I think it's best to be alive!

"Huh!?"

"Don't be afraid, look at me handsome and handsome, if you are a girl, then I can be a soft rice man, just protect me."

"That's it now... okay?"

"Uh, that's right, okay, how are you resting?"

"Almost, almost."

Hema took out another piece of jerky and put it to the little guy's mouth. The other side also bite it down, and then the two of them disappeared instantly.

In half a minute, Hema and the little guy landed successfully, and the location was still Dumbledore's office just now, but there were not so many people at this time.

There are only Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Dogan and Ellie, and of course two ancient powers. Although this is a bit funny, it is true.

"Hema?"

"Huh, I'm having some trouble, sorry, everyone."

"It's okay, what's the trouble, top blood?" Dogan came to look first, and found that there was no problem with Hema's body.

"Almost, a strong person, very strong, but the other party didn't seem to be targeting me, just tried my strength for a while and left."

"That's good, but you are called the strong, I am afraid it is a very powerful existence?" Dumbledore seemed to hear something.

"Well, it exists like Teacher Kahor."

"Really, but now they seem to be restricted?"

"No, the other party may just think it's a bit fun to tease me as a weak person."

"Maybe, by the way, let's give you time to chat with the two alone." Dumbledore suddenly thought of something. With a wave of his magic wand, a separate area appeared around Hema~www.NovelMTL.com~ of course. There are two soul stones.

The others didn't say much, Hema took a chair casually, sat on the edge of the table, and started chatting with the two.

"Hema, are you back?"

"I'm back safely, but compared to me, I really want to thank you this time...I just want to see you again."

"Uh-huh."

"So I have no regrets. We are already people of the last era. This era is not where we exist. We must leave."

"Hey? Miss Rosa, see if Miss Hull is talking nonsense again!"

"No, Hema, what Hull said is true, but we are indeed the souls of the past. In many people’s eyes, we are not who we are now, but you are also wrong, Hull. We originally stayed. Isn’t this own soul just for survival now?"

"To survive, but how much support is needed for that? Unless the powerhouse of God's Generation, do their best to help us."

"Stop, stop, what you are talking about are not what you need to consider now? I can solve your survival problem now. You have hundreds of years to talk slowly!"

"I'm only a teenager now, and I can still grow up. I won't say that I can help you in the future, but at least I can help you live. So now that I have the opportunity, I have to take it well. no!"

"Hull, you are the founder of such a great school of Witchcraft and Wizardry as Hogwarts. Will you give up because of this situation? No matter what the way forward, I will accompany and help you, so please treat yourself well too!"

"Hema... I'm sorry, I have a bit of this."

"It's all right, don't worry, even if you are Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, I will still protect you!"