The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 35 Trouble
Obviously, teachers want their students to be top students, or assume that students are top students.

After that competition, teaching started to enter the final sprint, they had a lot of homework, and the Easter break was not as much fun as it was at Christmas.It's hard to rest easy while Hermione is reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood next to you, or practicing wand movements.

The only good thing is that Lane attracted Hermione's main firepower.He looks tired now because he has to absorb what he learned in the grocery store in addition to what he learned in class.

For example, sitting in front of the fireplace in the lounge every day, he used the excuse of the mysterious inheritance from the East to feel the pulse of curious students.Fortunately, Ryan was only 11 years old, so he was saved from being regarded as a pervert who took the opportunity to eat tofu.

Besides, Ryan was still trying to keep up with Hermione.This is good news for Harry and Ron, because with Ryan taking the initiative to top the tank, Hermione doesn't have time to pay too much attention to them.

But the teachers assigned a lot of homework, and they had to spend most of their free time in the library, sighing and yawning, trying their best to complete the heavy homework.

"I'll never remember this." One afternoon, Ron finally couldn't take it anymore, he threw the quill away, and looked helplessly at the blue sky of the same color as the forget-me-not outside the window. It was a very nice day, but homework So that they can only squat in the library.

Harry was engrossed in his search for "white fresh" in A Thousand Wonderful Herbs and Fungi, when suddenly he heard Ron say, "Hagrid! What are you doing in the library?"

Hagrid came stomping over, leaving something behind him.He looked out of place in his moleskin overcoat.

"Look around," said Hagrid, with an evasive voice that caught their interest right off the bat. "What are you doing here?" He suddenly looked suspicious. "Still looking for Nicolas, are you?"

"Oh, we've figured out who he was hundreds of years ago," said Ron triumphantly, "and we know what that dog was guarding, the Philosopher's Stone—"

"Hush—" said Hagrid again, "Listen—come to me later, remember, I didn't promise to tell you anything, but don't babble here, there are things students shouldn't know. They'll think I told you—"

"See you later, then," said Harry.

Hagrid stomped away.

Ryan was disturbed by the movement here at this time, he raised his head and looked at Hagrid suspiciously.

Because in his impression, Hagrid is not a person who likes to read, especially the library is basically insulated from Hagrid.In addition, something in his memory was about to happen, so he decided to see what book Hagrid was reading to confirm.

After a few minutes, Ryan threw a large pile of books onto the table, startling Hermione who was immersed in writing.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked a little angrily, and Harry and Ron looked at Ryan in confusion.

"Dragon!" whispered Lion. "Hagrid's looking up information on dragons! Look at these: Species of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland, From Hatch to Nirvana, How to Raise Dragons. I don't know Why is he looking at this, did he really get a dragon?"

"That's impossible," said Ron. "At the Wizarding Conference in [-], the ban on keeping dragons was officially passed. Everyone knows that. If we keep dragons in our back gardens, it will be very difficult." Keeping us from the Muggles' attention - and, you'll have a hard time taming them, it's dangerous. You should really look at those burns on Charlie's body, where the wild dragons in Romania left him. More Don't say that live dragons and dragon eggs are strictly regulated products, even if they are really available on the black market, they are not something a ranger like Hagrid can afford."

"Hagrid has always wanted a dragon, he told me so the first time I met him, maybe he can get one," said Harry.

"So what exactly is Hagrid trying to do?" Hermione asked, who was a little confused by the boys' discussion.

"I think it's better to ask, it's useless for us to guess here." Ryan finally concluded.

An hour later they knocked on the door of the gamekeeper's hut.They were surprised to find that all the curtains were drawn tightly.Ryan felt that this was a bit of a cover-up. After all, given the height of the windows in Hagrid's house and the degree of ambiguity of the glass, as long as the windows were closed, people outside would not be able to see anything. Closing the curtains would make people suspicious.

Hagrid yelled "Who's there?" before letting them in, and then hurried back to close the door.

The cabin was suffocatingly hot.Although it was such a warm sunny day, there was still a strong fire burning in the fireplace.Hagrid poured them tea and offered ferret sandwiches, which they declined politely.

Afterwards, Harry began to think of a way to match Hagrid's words, trying to figure out what mechanism was used to protect the Sorcerer's Stone.

Under Hermione's childish flattery, Hagrid told everyone that every professor had set up traps in it.It's just that in Ryan's view, these things were revealed by Hagrid on purpose.Although he is a big man, he gives people a simple and honest feeling.But anyway he is a man in his 60s.Based on Hagrid's life experience, it is absolutely impossible for a first-year student to make a fool of himself.

Sure enough, this should be Dumbledore's savior training plan.It's just that in the original world, Dumbledore probably thought that Quirrell just wanted to steal or was instructed to steal the Philosopher's Stone. He didn't expect Voldemort to stick it on the back of Quirrell's head.Otherwise, with Dumbledore's personality, he wouldn't let Harry Potter face the final boss directly at the risk of directly Avada after being met by Voldemort.

When Harry and the others' questioning of Hagrid came to an end, Ryan pretended to be curious and pointed to a big black egg lying under the kettle in the middle of the fire and asked Hagrid, "What is this? Eat it." Is it?"

Hagrid looked a little disturbed, and said evasively, "That's—oh"

"This is a Class A restricted trade item stipulated by the Ministry of Magic." Ron squatted by the fire, looking at the big egg more carefully.

"And it's something that will soon become an S-class item." Ryan continued after looking carefully.

"What?" Harry was a little confused, not knowing what charade Ron and Ryan were playing.

Seeing the confusion on the faces of Hermione and Harry, Ryan explained:

"In the Ministry of Magic's classification of dangerous goods, dragon eggs are classified as Class A controlled items, while live fire dragons are classified as Class S."

"How?" Harry exclaimed. "Every student has a pair of dragon leather gloves, and an ounce of dragon liver only costs one Galleon. How can such a common thing be so strictly controlled?"

"It's very simple. Most of the dragon products on the market are made of dragon blood dragons." Afterwards, Ron turned his head to look at Hagrid.

"It must have cost you a lot of money!"

"Win it," said Hagrid. "Last night, I was drinking in the village and playing cards with a stranger. In fact, the man probably just wanted to get rid of it."

Seeing Hagrid's joyful expression, Ryan felt that this was another new trouble.

(End of this chapter)