Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin

On a rare morning, Daenerys and Khal Drogo sat across from each other in the cave's vast den, the sun shining through the cave's entrance, shining down on them and illuminating their faces.

"Khal Drogo, I wanted to share with you some skills I've learned recently." Daenerys' tone was gentle and confident.

Khal Drogo raised his great dragon head and looked at Daenerys curiously. "What is your trick, young dragon queen?"

Daenerys smiled and whispered, "I have learned some intimate techniques that please dragons. Perhaps I could show you."

Khal Drogo showed a hint of surprise and curiosity. "Oh? Then please show it to me."

Daenerys slowly stood up and walked towards Khal Drogo. She could feel the unique scent and power of the dragon race. She placed her hand on Khal Drogo's scales and felt the solid and warm touch.

"The intimacy of a dragon requires delicacy and sensitivity." Daenerys' voice was low and gentle.

Khal Drogo looked at Daenerys with a strange emotion in his eyes. He stretched out his tongue and gently licked Daenerys' palm, feeling her warmth and breath.

"So... this is the intimacy of dragons?" asked Khal Drogo.

Daenerys nodded. "Yes, the connection between us dragons is not just language, but also a kind of spiritual communication and perception."

Khal Drogo continued to look at Daenerys, as if trying to understand more. Daenerys felt a sense of awe and love for the dragon. Khal Drogo played an important mentor and friend in her growth journey.

As time goes by, Daenerys continues to improve, her body and mind are tempered and improved in the world of dragons. Khal Drogo also gradually shows his trust and care for Daenerys, and the relationship between them deepens.

Harry Potter crossed the stone steps and arrived under the eaves outside the dragon's lair. The air here was filled with the breath of dragons, mixed with a hint of strange primitive smell, which made his heart tremble. He looked around, looking for Joffrey's injured direwolf.

Not far away, a direwolf crouched quietly in a corner, its hair glowing silvery white, its body strong and graceful. Harry Potter stared at this mysterious and magical creature, his heart filled with awe and curiosity.

"Are you the direwolf that hurt Joffrey?" Harry Potter asked. Although he knew that the direwolf could not speak, he hoped to have a spiritual conversation with the dragon creator through his own strength and understanding.

The direwolf raised its head, its deep eyes flashing with vigilance and alertness. It didn't speak, but Harry Potter could feel an invisible connection, like the mysterious resonance between dragons and wizards.

Harry Potter walked slowly towards the direwolf, trying to convey his kindness and understanding. He raised his hand to indicate that he had no hostility and just wanted to communicate with the dragon.

The direwolf smelled the scent of Harry Potter and felt the sincerity in his heart. It blinked and relaxed its vigilance, as if it had some understanding of Harry Potter's arrival.

"I understand your abilities and your powers," Harry Potter said, "but Joffrey is our friend, and I wish to understand your intentions."

The direwolf continued to stare at Harry Potter, and its expression gradually became gentle, as if responding to Harry Potter's call. Harry Potter felt a silent communication, like a tacit dialogue with an ancient wise man.

"We are all guardians of this land," Harry Potter continued, "Let us become each other's friends and protect this beautiful and mysterious area together."

The direwolf slowly stood up, its posture graceful and majestic. Harry Potter felt a connection with the dragon, and he knew that this encounter would start a new journey, a journey of strength, friendship and trust.

Harry Potter stared at the direwolf quietly. He could feel the calmness and mystery of this mysterious creature. The direwolf squatted on the ground fearlessly, as if waiting for Harry Potter's next move.

"We have a lot in common," Harry Potter said slowly, trying to convey his intentions in a calm voice. "I know you didn't mean to hurt Joffrey, but this misunderstanding has put us in this difficult situation."

The direwolf stared at Harry Potter, as if listening to his every word. There was a deep and intelligent light in its eyes, and Harry Potter couldn't help but feel an indescribable connection.

Harry Potter squatted down, trying to establish a deeper communication with the direwolf, his heart filled with curiosity and awe of this mysterious creature.

"I want to help you understand that we are all guardians of the same land," Harry Potter continued. "Together we can watch over this realm and protect everything here."

The direwolf seemed to resonate with Harry Potter's words, and its body moved slightly, as if responding to Harry Potter's call.

Harry Potter felt an invisible force, and he knew that this was not just a simple communication, but a communication about life, power, and symbiosis.

"If you want, we can be friends," Harry Potter said gently. "I will do my best to protect this realm, including you and your family."

The direwolf stared at Harry Potter quietly, as if thinking about his words. Its eyes revealed a kind of trust and understanding, which filled Harry Potter's heart with hope and courage.

"Thank you for your understanding," Harry Potter said. "We can protect this land together and keep our friendship going."

Under the gaze of the direwolf, Harry Potter felt an unprecedented power. He knew that this encounter would change his destiny and start a new journey.

The direwolf turned and left, walking towards the mountains in the distance. Harry Potter looked at its back, his heart filled with awe and gratitude. He knew that the connection he had established with the direwolf would remain in his heart forever, and become the motivation and support for his future adventures.

Harry Potter's hand slowly reached for the dagger at his waist, and he felt very complicated. The direwolf in front of him once gave him a strange feeling, a power connected to nature. But at this moment, he knew he had to take action to protect Joffrey and the people around him.

The direwolf seemed to sense Harry Potter's intention, and a trace of alertness flashed in its eyes. However, it did not run away or resist, but just quietly waited for Harry Potter's next move.