Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

　　 "Malfoy!" Snape snarled, and Malfoy bounced off the ground all of a sudden. Looking at Snape with a sullen face, he knew he was upset this time.

　　 "From now on, in my class, I will not allow you to continue sitting. In addition, Slytherin will deduct 10 points and return to your seat!"

　　 Following Snape's sentence, Malfoy also put his head under his neck, slid quickly to his seat, and stood behind Hema.

　　 "Albo, I was almost scared to death..."

　　 "Malfoy! I will have a good chat with your father."

　　 "Hey?" Malfoy completely lost his soul~

　　 The Slytherin underneath also became serious. The Gryffindor lion cubs thought it was a sigh of disgust, but what they didn't expect was.

　　 Although Snape was angry and deducted his academy's points, does Snape in this state still have room for Gryffindor to make mistakes and not be caught?

　　 "Then, let's start the class!" Snape stood up straight, picked up his notebook, and looked at Harry who was snickering. Hema seemed to see a dangerous word on Harry's head.

　　 An hour later, Snape walked out of the room with a happy (indifferent) face, leaving behind a piece of student howling.

　　 This time not only Harry Potter and the trio, not only Gryffindor, but even the students of Slytherin College felt the power of the devil.

　　 In this hour of class, Snape deducted 27 points for Gryffindor and 19 points for Slytherin, which was not a large amount.

　　 But when you are making potions, one point will be deducted for each failure, and then accumulated, it can be said to be murderous, deducting points will also make you convinced!

　　 And every time before the points are deducted, they will taunt you with serious and weird yin and yang, which is simply mental pollution.

　　 Even Hema had been prepared for a long time and was called out by Snape. Fortunately, Hema's final result was still successful and no points were deducted.

　　 "Huh...it's over, I feel like I'm going crazy," said a Slytherin student next to him.

　　 But on the opposite side of Gryffindor, Neville with a small heart had already stayed there, because he had deducted 7 of Gryffindor’s 27 points.

　　 In other words, he himself made 7 serious mistakes during the potion making process, which is obviously very abnormal.

　　 After all, the potion made this time is a shrinking solvent, and it can be regarded as a potion of normal difficulty for the third-grade little wizard.

　　Even if Snape's rigorous level is very high, it doesn't mean that he can make 7 big mistakes in a row. Fortunately, in the end Snape let the kid go, and no points were deducted for the eighth time.

　　 Hermione and the others were also comforting Neville at this time. After all, Neville now seems to be completely petrified. Hema also sighed helplessly, but did not go up to comfort him.

　　 After all, the current memory of Neville is still a bit incomplete, and when his memory starts to recover on its own, there is no need for him to talk nonsense.

　　 But when he walked out of the classroom and looked down the glass to the slightly dim sky outside, Hema seemed to think of a math teacher in elementary school.

　　 He is stricter and can beat your hands, but he is a very serious and responsible teacher. At least everyone's math scores have improved a lot.

　　 As far as he was concerned, although he was scared of him at the time, but because of this, in order not to be beaten, he also caught up with the other two subjects in mathematics, which was the worst in the three subjects.

　　 Later in junior high school, although he still didn't like math, he could at least maintain the stability of his grades. This was also his help to himself at that time.

　　 Thinking of this, Hema also reluctantly over-tuned her head and walked over to Neville. Today I am happy, let me give you chicken soup for your soul!

　　 Five minutes later, with the incredible faces of everyone, Hema walked out of the classroom, leaving behind a look of bewildered people eating melons and Neville with a better spirit.

　　 "I didn't expect that Hema would still be so comforting, just like my dad..." Lavender said in an incredible way.

　　 "Hemata is like this, a very magical person, as if he knows everything and understands everything, and it always feels like a reduced version of Dumbledore."

　　 Harry also said from the side. I don’t know when he’s almost become Hema’s little brother, he is also a lifesaver, and he has given him a lot of help. It’s also very complicated to say this.

　　 But now all the students’ heads are more that they can finally leave this **** classroom. I hope that Professor Lu Ping in the afternoon can bring them some surprises!

　　 At noon, after having a meal with Astoria, Hema also went to Teacher Kahor for lunch training, what's the content? It can be summed up as being beaten!

　　Yes, because Kahor felt that Hema's melee skills had regressed, so he needed a period of retraining, so I am afraid I will have to spend the first month in it.

"Oh, Hema, did you see the report written in the Daily Prophet today!?" Malfoy was obviously a cheeky, and he had recovered from Snape's reprimand. Ma thinks that she can't beat herself.

　　 "What's the matter? Don't say Sirius Black has come to us at Hogwarts to catch Harry Potter." Hema also joked, but the little wizards reading next to him were stunned.

　　 "Hema...you guessed it..."

　　 "Huh? Really? Let me see. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" Hema also grabbed the newspaper casually, and saw a message on it, saying that Sirius had been discovered since the first time it was discovered until the day before yesterday.

　　 has been attacking northward, and there is only one place that is getting closer and closer, and that is Hogwarts. For the last time, he has come to a town more than a dozen miles away from Hogwarts.

　　 "Hema, you said that if he really ran to Hogwarts and we caught him, would he get a Merlin Medal!"

　　 "This is possible, I am optimistic about you, Malfoy." Hema glanced at Malfoy and patted him on the shoulder as if encouragingly.

　　 "Hey? Aren't you with me?"

　　 "Is this? No, I'm too weak, I'm afraid I can't deal with the other powerful Death Eater, or our Master Malfoy is powerful."

　　 Hearing this, Malfoy also knew Hema's ridicule, and immediately turned his head around cautiously, flipping the newspaper casually.

　　 As for Harry, he naturally saw this newspaper too, but he obviously wanted to capture Sirius's fantasy rather than Malfoy.

　　 Harry and the others were lost in thought, because Sirius Black was a Death Eater, and the leader of the Death Eaters was Voldemort.

　　 Then, Mr. Savior, who is Voldemort's greatest enemy, that is, Harry, is naturally also the target of the Death Eaters, and a sense of crisis is immediately permeated.

　　 Harry looked at the photo of Sirius' offer for a reward. He even thought of the black dog he saw that day, and then thought of the result of the divination, and suddenly felt a pain in his forehead.

　　 "I'm not the savior, Voldemort!"