Harry Potter and the Dragon Prince

Although the match between Harry and Malfoy was interrupted, Snape didn't seem to stop, and the teams continued to fight one by one.

But I'm sorry that Harry and Malfoy had some wonderful magic duels just now, and the rest is very boring. After all, this group is all wizards from grades 1 to 3.

The magic spells and all kinds of knowledge they have mastered are limited. Of course, those seniors can't say how good they are in actual combat, but they are more proficient and diverse in the use of magic spells.

"Next group, Granger and Abbott... Granger...then Abbott, you and Ginny Weasley."

Snape said Hema, Hermione, and suddenly remembered that Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger slipped away without finishing the match.

"Hey?!" Hema was also suddenly confused, you can mess with anyone, I really can't handle Ginny Weasley.

She is still under the control of Voldemort. If she hits her and suddenly gives me an Avada to eat a big melon, I can't stand it even with dragon scales!

After all, Avada is not just ordinary physical destruction. The three Unforgivable Curses, from the point of view of Cruciatus and Imperius Curse, are all black magic that not only damages the surface, but destroys people from the inside.

So it is the same reason that Avada can kill without leaving any scars, so Phoenix can survive under the Killing Curse, but he doesn't dare to gamble.

But seeing Snape's urging expression, Hema also frowned, and slowly walked onto the stage. The Iron Armor Curse was useless, so he could only hide.

Ginny also walked onto the stage, but she didn't feel any special changes, and her spirit was not bad. Her fiery red hair was like a blooming rosebush.

"Hema Abbott probably wouldn't bully girls."

"Hey, why don't you say that Hema Abbott is still a first-year student, is Ginny bullying the younger ones?"

"Uh, what you said is wrong. Aibo has played a few senior years. Although he has been quite quiet recently, his strength is definitely very strong. Isn't it amazing to cast spells without a staff and silently?"

"Doesn't that mean that he is almost as good as the teachers!"

"It might be."

"How is that possible? The teachers have mastered so many spells."

"But look at Lockhart~"

...

Hearing the discussion below, Hema also curled her lips, really don't expect so much from me, I am really good at melee combat, and other aspects are still at a normal student level!

"Ginny Weasley, Herma Abbott! Get ready!"

Hema and Ginny bowed to each other, then retreated 5 or 6 meters away, and put on a fighting stance, but Hema thought about it and put her wand in her pocket.

He is not used to using it, he swings a small stick around, and he seems to be able to cast spells without a stick, but the principle is actually very simple.

His flesh and scales acted as the shell of the wand, while his organ nerve structure acted as the core of the wand. In addition, he had more magic power, so he could cast spells directly.

"Come on, Ginny!"

"Come on!~"

The Gryffindor lion cubs and the Weasley brothers also cheered her on, but Hema's side was miserable.

But in the next second, he saw the hooded Miss Astoria raising her hand and waving at him. He was not tall enough and stood on tiptoe. Hema also laughed surprisingly.

Many girls saw Hema's rare smile, and the status of the heir of the secret room was washed away, and many little girls also had their hearts pounding.

"Student Ai Bo is so handsome~"

"He's always been handsome, but he's younger."

"It's okay to be young, you can..."

Although Hema didn't hear the girls' discussion, but hearing the faint chuckle, he suddenly felt a chill in his phantom limbs.

"ready, go!"

"All petrified.

"

Before Hema could react, Ginny attacked suddenly!

But just when everyone thought that Hema didn't use a magic wand, and those who were careless would be instantly killed, Hema raised her hand lightly.

With a muffled bang, the spell hit his arm directly, and then it split completely, turning into bits of light and dissipating completely.

"Come again." Hema narrowed her eyes and walked towards Ginny.

"All petrified!"

"Curse Standing Stop" Hema stretched out her palm, a ball of blue light flashed past, and all petrified stones stood in front of her, and then continued to walk forward.

"Ignite instantly!" A red light flashed and hit Hema's palm directly. A ball of flame exploded, but it dissipated completely before it could spread.

Hema glanced at Ginny and confirmed that under normal circumstances, Ginny could use the most powerful spells. After all, she was only in the second grade, so what kind of harmful spells were there?

"Those spells were actually broken by him with his fingers, it's just like reading those storybooks!"

"My God, what if he walked over to Ginny's side? It's horrible."

In the remaining few seconds, Hema seemed to be transformed into a big devil, walking forward like a stroll in the garden, getting closer and closer, and a trace of sweat appeared on Ginny's forehead.

"Torn apart!"

"!" Snape stared sharply, this spell is not something that a second-year student can cast accurately, it is prone to accidents!

But Hema glanced at it, and flicked the sleeve again, only to see that the cuff was torn open with a bang, revealing the white arm, but there was no scar on the arm.

"It's over, Miss Weasley, fast and accurate."

Hema finally came to Ginny Weasley. He said something softly, and under the eyes of everyone, he slowly pulled out the spell from Ginny's hand.

With a slight touch, the wand floated in the air, then he flicked his robe, jumped off the arena, and walked towards the door of the auditorium.

"Herma Abbott!"

I don't know who yelled, and a burst of applause sounded from the audience! Although most of them are little wizards of Slytherin.

The little wizards watched Hema's back as he went away, and for the first time felt the charm of Hema (forced kingly spirit) from the bottom of his heart.

"This time, Hema Abbott wins!" Snape glanced at Hema, this child, no matter in the dark side or the light side, will be a powerful wizard beyond Dumbledore and Voldemort, I have no doubts about that.

But the faster he grows, the more he will cause changes in Dumbledore's plan, and of course the attention of those hiding in the shadows.

"Where will you end up, Hema Abbott?"

"Professor Snape?"

"Lockhart, you continue with the seniors, I'll take a break first."

"Of course, whatever you want." Lockhart waved his hand, remembering the pain he felt when he fell to the ground just now.

And Hema walked out of the auditorium at this time, and Astoria followed, but before he could take a few steps, he suddenly coughed.

"Hema?!"

"Ahem! It's okay, but my arm hurts a little."

"Or go to Madam Pomfrey." Astoria's small face under the hood looked nervously at Hema.

"I just didn't expect that torn apart, that's definitely not something a second grader can do."

"Then you still catch it with your hands, really!" Astoria also puffed up her face, looking at the indifferent Hema.

"Are you distressed~?" Hema stretched out her left hand, and gently stroked across her little face.

With a snap, Hema's hand was directly knocked off.

"It hurts!"

"Hmph~ Stop pretending, I'm going back to watch the duel."

"Hey, wait for me, I'll watch for a while~!"