amazing magic

Chapter 118 117. The Little Dragon Breaks the Shell
"Merlin!"

Draco also looked at the egg obsessively: "You are really capable. I mean, it is not so easy to get a dragon egg that can be hatched smoothly. My father once—"

He shut up again.

But Hagrid didn't realize it at all, and just nodded proudly at the moment: "Of course! I dare say that the ba--"

He also shut up.

Obviously, each other has some little secrets that are not easy to tell outsiders.

While speaking, the dragon egg moved again in the fire.

"It's moving!" Draco became excited: "Is the frequency of the movement high? If it exceeds three times an hour, he will definitely break his shell today!"

Hagrid finally found his bosom friend, and his voice became louder and louder: "Six times! That's six times in an hour! He's about to break his shell!"

At this moment, neither Slytherin nor Malfoy is as important as the dragon in front of him!

And at this moment, the door of the wooden house was knocked again.

Here comes Harry and Ron Hermione.

But helplessly, this time, except for Ya Ya, no one cared about them at all, even Lin An was staring at the dragon egg.

...

Draco was almost fascinated looking at the dragon egg in front of him, it was motionless in the raging flames.

Lin An also came closer to observe, her heart was about to stir, and she wanted to fiddle with the tongs a little bit - after all, the eggs were on the fire, which always gave her the illusion of roasting eggs.

And at this moment, the egg suddenly "clicked", revealing a deep crack, and began to tremble!
At this moment, everyone held their breath. Draco and Hagrid, one big and one small, moved their chairs to stick to the fire, not noticing their flushed faces at all.

Hagrid's beard began to curl up a little, and he just flicked the dragon egg to the edge of the fireplace, away from the flames.

In this suffocating breath, the dragon egg split open.

The poor little thing squirmed and flopped up from inside like a crumpled black umbrella, with tender spines on its wings—or bony spurs that would harden as adults.

The body is black, the nose is long, the nostrils are white, there are small pimples on the head, and two big orange eyes protrude outward——

Hey, it's so ugly.

Lin An complained in his heart.

And it's weird... Take another look!
But Draco and Hagrid said in unison: "It's so charming!"

The next moment, Xiaolong sneezed, and a few sparks spewed out of his nose.

And Hagrid was finally willing to give Draco his eyes, and said sincerely, "You have great vision."

"of course."

Draco also straightened up in a reserved manner, ignoring his dislike of Hagrid's sloppy clothes and the smell in the room, instead he stretched out his slender fingers tentatively, lightly, lightly, like stroking a feather , stroking Charmander's head.

The other party snorted, bit his finger back, and changed several angles to grind it back and forth.

Draco clenched his empty left fist, his cheeks turned red, and his gray-blue eyes were sparkling, as if they were filled with diamonds.

And Harry Ron and Hermione—

Squeezed by him and Hagrid, they couldn't get in at all!
"All right……"

Ron muttered, "Draco and [Draco], aren't they a family?"

Then he complained again: "Even if Malfoy is not called over, Charlie can definitely solve this problem."

Draco came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and stared at the red-haired freckled boy with gray-blue eyes: "Charlie? Is your brother who raises dragons? I remember he was in Romania?"

"Guess, how many illegal procedures do you have to go through to send a fire dragon from Hogwarts to Romania?"

He looked at Ron maliciously: "Maybe...you want to smash your brother's job?"

Of course, he looked at Harry, who was glaring at him, and added restrainedly, "I mean, it's possible."

"You!" Ron looked furious, as if he was about to punch him in the face.

But Hagrid reacted: "Yes! Little Norbert is too pitiful. He will die on the way to Romania through illegal procedures! It's too dangerous, too dangerous!"

"What Norbert?"

Draco and Harry looked at Hagrid together.

Hagrid raised his head proudly, with tears of emotion in his eyes:

"That's right, just now, I named it Noble - Noble, Noble, look at Mommy, where's Mommy?"

He squeezed his throat, trying to speak as softly as possible.

Crowd: ...

Charmander spewed out sparks again, with a wisp of black smoke.

"What does it want to eat?"

Draco interrupted Hagrid's motherly love, then stood up, looking at the hut that was packed to the brim:
"Would you like brandy and chicken blood?"

"Correct."

Hagrid couldn't wait to stand up: "I'll do it!"

...

On this day, they stayed late at Hagrid's hut until Lin An reminded:

"Draco, it's almost 7 o'clock. If you don't go back to dinner, you won't even be able to catch up with your evening study."

Draco said goodbye to Hagrid reluctantly and politely.

After leaving the hut, the cold and dry air made everyone sober up instantly.

Harry let out a long breath, and Ron looked even more exhausted:

"God! I'm almost starving to death, but you guys are finally finished."

"It's not my fault."

Harry was not polite: "I am with Lin an."

Lin An blinked: "Then I'm with Draco——Draco, I think you need to bring us the snacks and candies at home—it's really tiring."

Draco glanced over Harry's head, then at Ron.He frowned, finally looked at Hermione, and stared at Lin An expressionlessly:

"Don't understand the charm of dragons at all—well."

"tomorrow."

He regained that reserved and lazy look: "Tomorrow afternoon, when we come to see Norbert, I will bring it."

"what?!!"

Hermione, Ron, Harry trio: "Tomorrow?!"

"Of course!"

Draco said in surprise, "It's a dragon! It's so beautiful—"

"Oh no no no!" Harry quickly refused, "I have Quidditch training tomorrow."

Ron quickly followed suit: "I'm going to watch Harry's Quidditch training."

And Hermione...

She looked at Lin An, and also laughed: "I haven't finished the study notes you gave me. Besides, you just said evening self-study, do you Slytherins have self-study together every night?"

She thought it was just tutoring for some people.

Lin An nodded: "We organized it ourselves, only for first-year students."

Hermione's eyes were full of envy.

After all, in the Gryffindor Tower, playing, playing chess, cheering and shouting, and the noise of the boys are insulated from the word self-study.

So she spends more time in the library.

But what follows...

She gave Harry and Ron another desperate look—these two, study is just a fool, right?
There is no top heart at all!

　Ah, after all, it is for love... The last update was the last time...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)