Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

Khal Drogo saw Daenerys in the tent. He walked into the room and wanted to ask Daenerys something as usual. However, when he looked up, he found that Daenerys's expression was a little unusual. There was a hint of provocation in her eyes, which made him curious.

"Daenerys, what is it?" Khal Drogo asked, frowning slightly, unsure of her intentions.

Daenerys smiled and slowly walked towards Khal Drogo, her eyes full of challenge and expectation. "Khal Drogo, you know that we dragon ladies have a unique ability, don't you?"

Khal Drogo frowned, unsure of what Daenerys was talking about. "Yes, our Dragon Lady has great power."

Daenerys smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "So, will you come and experience this power?"

Khal Drogo was stunned for a moment, then showed a hint of curiosity. "You mean..."

"Yes, I want you to be my knight and ride on me." Daenerys said without hesitation, her voice full of challenge and excitement.

Khal Drogo's eyes flashed with surprise, but then a smile appeared on his face. "Well, then let me experience the magical power of your dragon lady."

Daenerys smiled with joy, and she jumped onto Khal Drogo like a light bird. Khal Drogo felt the power flowing through her body, a powerful and mysterious aura.

"Are you ready?" Daenerys asked, her eyes shining with excitement.

"Of course!" Khal Drogo replied, with an immense excitement and anticipation welling up in his heart.

Then Daenerys spread her wings, a gentle breeze passed by them, and then they rushed out of the tent and flew into the blue sky.

High in the sky, Daenerys demonstrated her flying skills. She was like a free dragon, carrying Khal Drogo through the clouds and flying into the distance.

Khal Drogo's heart was filled with endless joy and excitement. He experienced an unprecedented freedom and excitement, as if he had become a real knight, guarding this beautiful sky.

Khal Drogo lay on the bed, looking at Daenerys. She was graceful and charming, standing beside the bed, with her head slightly lowered, staring at him in a charming manner. There was an indescribable light in her eyes, which was very moving.

"Daenerys, have you learned any new tricks?" asked Khal Drogo, with a hint of curiosity and anticipation in his voice.

Daenerys smiled and walked gently to his side. Her fingers gently traced across his chest, bringing waves of stimulation. "Yes, I have learned some new skills. I wonder if you are interested?"

Khal Drogo's heartbeat quickened as he felt the allure emanating from Daenerys. "Of course, I am interested."

Daenerys smiled, her fingers gently drawing circles on his chest, bringing him an unprecedented pleasure. "Then close your eyes, relax yourself, and let me take care of you."

Khal Drogo closed his eyes and relaxed, feeling Daenerys' fingers moving across his body, bringing him waves of pleasure. Her fingers gently touched his skin, causing waves of tingling that made him almost unable to extricate himself.

Daenerys's movements became more and more intimate, her fingers gently sliding over his body, as if playing a moving piece of music. Her lips gently pressed against his ear, whispering, bringing him an unprecedented pleasure.

Khal Drogo felt the temptation emanating from Daenerys, his body trembled involuntarily, his heart was filled with endless excitement and joy. He closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure brought by Daenerys, and felt an unprecedented satisfaction and happiness.

Harry Potter came to the eaves, looking for the direwolf that hurt Joffrey. His eyes swept through the dim corner, and suddenly, he saw a pair of eyes flashing green light.

"Hush, good boy," Harry whispered, his voice full of soothing intent, and he approached slowly, trying not to disturb the direwolf.

The direwolf's body trembled slightly, obviously feeling Harry's approach, but it did not run away, but lowered its head slightly.

"Don't be afraid, dear." Harry said gently, and he reached out his hand gently to the direwolf, trying to touch its head.

Suddenly, the direwolf opened its bloody mouth, growled, and revealed its sharp fangs, as if it was going to attack Harry.

Harry stopped immediately, but did not step back. He knew he had to stay calm and not let the direwolf feel fear or anger.

"Okay, I won't hurt you." Harry said softly, with a hint of pleading and hope in his voice.

The direwolf seemed to be touched by Harry's words, and its eyes gradually became gentle. Slowly, it let down its guard, and Harry was able to approach it.

"It looks like you're injured too, right?" Harry gently examined the direwolf's body and found a scratch. He took out a bottle of herbs and carefully applied it to the direwolf's wound.

"Well, now you'll feel better," Harry said with a smile, he felt a connection with the direwolf, as if it understood his words.

The direwolf licked Harry's hand as if to thank him, then slinked away and disappeared into the darkness.

The direwolf squatted on the ground, seemingly without any intention of resistance. Its eyes revealed fatigue and helplessness, as if telling an unknown story. Harry squatted quietly, staring at the scarred direwolf, trying to understand its heart.

"You're hurt, aren't you?" Harry's voice was low and soft. "I won't hurt you. I just want to help you."

The direwolf closed its eyes, as if responding to Harry's words. Its breathing gradually calmed down, and its body gradually relaxed. Harry slowly reached out and gently stroked the direwolf's head, conveying a sense of comfort and warmth.

"You look exhausted," Harry continued, "Perhaps you could use some rest and healing."

The direwolf seemed to understand what Harry said, it closed its eyes and quietly enjoyed Harry's touch. In this strange environment, it felt a sense of peace and security.

A surge of sympathy welled up in Harry's heart, he knew that this direwolf must have gone through many difficult times. Perhaps it had been injured or lost, but now, it had found someone who could give it warmth and care.