days at Hogwarts

Chapter 97
Loren knew the result from the beginning and was not worried about the fire dragon.After reading various cases, Hermione was immersed in the anxiety of reviewing.

Harry was preoccupied with watching dragons with Hagrid.

Only Ron, the closer the fire dragon came out of its shell, the more he sighed, both excited and worried.

"Those who didn't know thought Charmander came out of Ron's stomach." Loren complained to Hermione like this.

At breakfast time, at the Gryffindor table.

Hermione recited the Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood while she ate her bread, which she claimed was best done in the morning.

"Please! Hermione, we're expecting a Charmander to be born."

Harry was terrified of the first sight he saw Charmander, thinking to himself "Twelve known uses of dragon's blood include oven cleaner, spot remover, wart treatment...", Hagrid might put He stuffed back the Charmander's eggshell.

"I'm just reviewing," Hermione replied.

"The nerves of a dragon can also be used as a wand core, just like Hermione's wand." Loren added a knife with a smile.

Harry and Ron were looking at Hermione oddly, as if she were some vicious Charmander butcher.

Hermione squeezed her wand tightly, wanting to demonstrate the power of the dragon nerve core to them.

"Speaking of wands, how about your new wand, Neville?" Loren turned to the side to change the subject.

The weekend after the Quidditch match, Neville went to Ollivander's wand shop, but seemed to get nothing.When it came to the Easter break, he went again.

Hearing Loren's words, everyone's eyes turned to Neville.

He was working on cranberry biscuits that were a bit tough to chew, crumbs stuck to his chin.

"Cough cough!"

Neville wasn't used to being stared at all of a sudden, so he wiped his face hastily and wiped his clothes vigorously with his hands before taking out his new wand.

This is a brand new wand. The beeswax casts a dark red color on the wood grain, making it restrained and mysterious.

"I, when I went there for the first time, I tested a lot of wands, but none of them were suitable." Neville introduced in a low voice, "Mr. Ollivander tailored this one according to my situation, cherry wood, Unicorn hair."

"Cherry wood often endows wands with extraordinary lethality." Hermione, who was memorized by UW, immediately cited the characteristics of this material.

"Oh!"

Lethality is especially cool stuff for little wizards.

The noise in the auditorium continued, and Hedwig, dressed in snow, flew into the auditorium through the skylight following the owl troop, and landed in front of Harry with flapping wings.

Hagrid wrote him a note with only four words on it: Coming out of the shell soon.

These four words seemed to have magically lit a fire in Harry and Ron's ass, making them restless.

After breakfast, the little wizards walked towards the greenhouse in groups of three and four, ready to start today's herbal medicine class.

The weather has always been this good recently, the sky is clear and clear, as blue as the color of forget-me-not flowers, and there is a breath of summer in the air.

Harry and Ron didn't say a word all the way, their minds were full of Charmander.

Walking through the vegetable field and reaching the door of the greenhouse, everyone turned into the greenhouse, and Harry and Ron were still walking forward.

Hermione almost went crazy seeing this scene, no one knows how many points can be deducted for skipping class, Loren hurriedly pulled the two back.

"Are you trying to skip class?" Hermione clenched her fists, eager to open their heads and see what was inside.

Only then did Harry and Ron wake up, and entered Greenhouse No. [-] in despair.In the greenhouse, their eyes continued to cast their gazes in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, trying to see the fire dragon egg through the obstacles.

The first thing Professor Sprout said when he walked into the greenhouse was, "Today is a rare fine weather. There is sunshine but not dazzling. It is very suitable for turning out the rhizomes of herbs to bask in the sun."

A small shovel was handed out to the little wizard, and everyone was sent to dig the grass in the field.

The weather is bright, there are no labor tasks, and the little wizards are playing in the field, and there are screams of small bugs from time to time.The sun makes such a scene glow.

Harry and Ron held the shovel limply, not looking at it as they waved it, killing the herbs one by one.

Seeing the corners of Loren and Hermione's eyes twitching, if Professor Sputrow saw this scene, he would definitely plant the two of them into the ground.

Hermione approached, reaching out and hitting each of the two elm heads.The two looked up at Hermione blankly.

"Go to class with peace of mind and don't cause trouble." She warned.

"Hermione, let's go, no one will find out." Harry's voice sounded a little pitiful.

The little wizards who are in class are all scattered on the grass, and there will be a recess later.When the get out of class is over, the professor will not check the number of people, and no one pays attention to them.

Just go through the greenhouse and walk a little further, and you will see Hagrid's hut, where the little charmander they are thinking about is inside.

"How many times in a lifetime can we see a Charmander come out of its shell?" Ron agreed.

The two of them stopped chattering about herbal medicine, so they surrounded Hermione to argue with her.

Finally, Hermione agreed to run up to Hagrid's cabin with the two of them during the morning recess.

When get out of class was over, just as the bell rang in the castle, the three of them dropped their small shovels and started running.

Loren was basking in the sun at the edge of the field. He felt that not only herbs, but people were also very suitable for basking in the sun.Sitting on the ground, squinting your eyes together, you will fall asleep at any time.

"Don't sleep late, Loren, let's go!" Harry passed by, kicking away the shovel next to Loren.

Ron pulled Loren up from the ground.

Before Loren recovered, he was dragged by the two people, and his footsteps moved unconsciously, "What are you doing, kidnapping."

Hermione pushed Loren from time to time, "Run, we have to come back before class."

The sweat-wet hair looked a little crystal clear on her fair little face, and the little witch's voice contained excitement that she didn't even know she had.

When the four of them approached the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid greeted them led by Fang. His face was flushed and he was very excited.

"Come out soon." He let them into the cabin.

A large black egg lay on the table, with coal ash baked on it, and its own black and red entangled lines.

The three little ones hurriedly surrounded them.This is the first time Loren has seen a dragon egg, and the crimson magic light that he has never seen before flows on the egg shell, and this light is converging towards the center.

When all the magic power is gathered to one point, maybe it's time for the fire dragon to emerge from its shell.

"Long time no see! Loren, I thought you didn't like dragons." Hagrid greeted Loren while making tea, his voice louder and more excited than usual.

"I'm busy tinkering with things, using the unicorn hair you gave me last time." Loren reached out to poke the dragon egg, it was warm.

"Then you're in good time." Hagrid excitedly pointed to a pattern on an eggshell, "The book says that when it turns into a three-color pattern here, it means the little guy is about to come out. "

Their eyes looked at the place where Hagrid pointed. It was originally black and white, but now there was a faint light red, which was getting darker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They all moved their chairs closer to the table and watched closely, holding their breath.

Suddenly, with a harsh scratching sound, the egg shells were scattered on the table, the egg cracked open, and an ugly charmander hatched.

It looks a bit like a lizard with wings, a typical Western dragon appearance, only a little bigger than Loren and his two hands.Slender neck, broad membranous wings with many small spines, jet-black wrinkled crusty skin.The nose is a bit long, the nostrils are white, the head has horn bumps, and the orange eyes bulge outward.

"Squeak!" It sneezed, and a few sparks spewed out of its nose.

Hagrid was fascinated by it, and murmured, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

He stretched out a hand and touched Charmander's head.The little charmander bit his finger, showing his long fangs.

The little wizards trembled in fright.

Charmander couldn't bite through Hagrid's skin, and he even felt happy, "My God, look, it knows its mother!"

"Why not Dad?" Loren asked.

Harry had discussed the issue with Ron, babbling out reasons.

Hermione slapped the table, and the fierceness of Charmander just now was beyond her expectation: "Hagrid, do you know how fast the Norwegian Ridgeback grows? It can eat your hand as a snack in less than a month—"

Before he finished speaking, Hagrid suddenly looked out the window, his face turned pale.

By the window, a blond boy turned his head and ran away quickly.

Harry sprinted to the door and looked out.

The robes are inlaid with green stripes, magic robes of Slytherin house.Even if there is a distance, he will never admit his mistake.

It was Malfoy, who saw Charmander.

"He must have come with us." Harry blamed himself.

Returning to the greenhouse before the class bell rang, the happy mood of the few people was overshadowed, and even the bright sunshine became less warm.

Except for Loren, who still enjoys the sun.

For the next week, Malfoy always had a malicious smile on his face, which made Harry and Ron very uneasy.

Hermione told the two that Hagrid should be fine as long as the dragon wasn't a threat.But she, along with Harry and Ron, advised Hagrid to release Norbert before he grew up.

Norbert is Hagrid's name for Charmander.

Loren was completely lying down, and the second pair of runes in the alchemy laboratory was progressing very well, and he would have space to equip them soon.

It can be seen clearly from the perspective of a bystander.If Malfoy really wanted to make a fuss about it, the school council and the Ministry of Magic would send people to visit Hogwarts that day.

But now a week had passed and nothing had happened, and it was obvious that the bad boy was trying to scare Harry.Loren was also happy to watch such excitement.

On an ordinary night, the three of Harry failed to persuade Hagrid to release him as a routine, and returned to the lounge dejectedly.

"Hagrid was right, Norbert was too young to throw it away," said Ron.

"But when it grows up, the Ministry of Magic will be able to trigger Hagrid and Norbert on the grounds of threatening the safety of the students." Hermione felt that they should not be allowed to leave the herbal medicine class in the first place.

Harry kept frowning, he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Ron happily: "Charlie!"

Ron was a little confused, "You're confused, I'm Ron, I'm Ron, remember?"

Harry told his thoughts that Ron's brother Charlie, who studies dragons in Romania, can adopt Norbert.

There were unstoppable smiles on the faces of the two, and they finally found a way to get rid of Norbert, or a way to get rid of Malfoy.

Not long after, Harry and Ron put on the invisibility cloak, went to the Forbidden Forest to write a letter to Romania with Hagrid, and asked Charlie for his opinion.

There is hope, but the next week will be even more difficult.

Malfoy's smile became more sinister and more frequent, as if he was going to lead someone to execute Norbert in the next moment.

Harry and Ron are always trembling, but with vague hopes, the two struggle between hope and fear.

In the eyes of outsiders, Malfoy has been running up to Harry recently, showing a fake sinister smile.Some immature children make this expression, which looks a little funny.

But Harry was frightened every time, showing his anxiety on his face.So Malfoy became more active in the game.

Loren felt that this kid was a bit of a family heirloom, and he knew how to torture people.

It was another Wednesday night, the clock on the wall had just passed twelve o'clock, everyone had already gone to bed, and Hermione dragged Loren to wait in the lounge.

The portrait hole was suddenly opened, as if falling from the sky, and Harry and Ron appeared in the lounge.

Putting the cloak aside, Harry helped Ron into the soft chair.Ron's right hand was wounded and covered with a bloodstained handkerchief.

"Noble is no longer safe. He bit me when I was feeding him mice just now. Looking at Charlie's so many wounds, I thought the dragon's bite wouldn't hurt." Ron pretended to be relaxed.

His lips were bloodless, and he didn't dare to look at Loren and Hermione, these two smart people, for fear of revealing his flaws, he turned his head to Harry and forced a smile, "Tell them some good news."

"We got a letter back from Charlie to take Noble up to the tower at midnight on Saturday, and Charlie's friend would come by on a broom and take Noble away."

Harry didn't notice Ron's strangeness, and suppressed the joy in his voice in a low voice, finally being able to get rid of Malfoy's torture.

Loren sat down next to Ron, opened the handkerchief and looked at his hands.Ron tried to pull his hand away stiffly, and he was honest after being slapped.

There is a small circle of fine tooth marks on it, and the edge of the wound is faintly black. This hand is already swollen.

"I think this may be a big problem." Loren pressed his hand around the wound, and when he squeezed it, a pus with a faint smell came out.

"Ah!" Ron was so painful that his forehead was sweating, and he slumped on the soft chair.

It didn't take long for the wound to deteriorate like this.Norber was born not long ago, and his teeth had not been tempered by microorganisms such as bacteria and fungi.Apparently, Norway Ridgeback teeth were poisonous.

As the poison of XXXXX level dangerous creatures, this is not a wound that can be overcome by force, nor is it a wound that a first-year wizard's half-baked herbalism and potion science can treat.

"We have to take Ron to Madam Pomfrey." Loren looked at Harry and Hermione.

"No." Ron's face was as white as Malfoy's, "Madam Pomfrey might see that it was bitten by a dragon."

"Charlie has a lot of wounds, and there is no major problem." Ron said this, as if he was persuading his friend, but also as if he was persuading himself.

Newt and Hagrid were both fired for keeping dangerous animals. He wasn't sure what punishment he would suffer if he was found out in this situation. He didn't want to hurt Hagrid, Norbert, or his friends.

Loren didn't speak, and dragged Ron out.

"Let go, this is my own business!" Ron struggled, and when Loren pressed his hand, it became a powerless struggle.

Hermione went up to help and dragged Ron out.

Harry was a little stunned watching this scene, and quickly realized that he took out his wand and pointed it at the three of them.

Loren and Hermione looked at Harry.

"[faintly]"

Ron was subdued.

Facing the eyes of the two, Harry smiled shyly: "It's easier this way."

The three dragged Ron to the school infirmary.

Walking through the steps, there was an occasional dull sound of bodies colliding with stones, spreading in the dark corridor, which was a bit scary.

"Would it be better for us to change the way?"

"If the head is down, will the brain be knocked stupid?"

The portraits in the corridor could not be seen, only listening to fragmentary conversations, trembling, began to spread rumors of dark wizards infiltrating Hogwarts.

The school infirmary is on the second floor, and they saw Ms. Pomfrey not long after they knocked on the door.

A starched white high stand-up collar, two white cloth belts hanging behind the pointed nurse hat, and a white apron outside the clothes, like a nurse in a community hospital.

Madam Pomfrey kept a straight face, and immediately saw Ron who was dragging on the ground: "My God, how dare you..."

She cast a spell and Ron floated up.The three of them slapped their heads and forgot about the magic in a hurry.

Ron floated behind Madam Pomfrey and into the school infirmary.

Just when Loren was struggling with how to explain the situation to the doctor, the door of the school infirmary closed with a bang, cutting off their troubles.

"The lights have been turned off, go back to sleep!"

"I'll take care of him."

Madam Pomfrey's voice came from inside.

The three people who were locked outside the door looked at each other, let go of their worries, and set foot on the way back to the dormitory.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel like I've unloaded a burden, and it's easier."

Before Ron showed his pain, Harry just wanted to cover up the dragon's fact at all costs, trying to get away with it.

When Ron was pierced by Loren and wanted to hold on, Harry didn't think there was anything wrong.

He didn't wake up until Loren and Hermione forced Ron to go to the school infirmary.Thinking that Ms. Pomfrey would see that it was a dragon bite wound, and would notify Professor McGonagall and Principal Dumbledore, he felt relieved.

"I thought you were going to attack the two of us just now." Loren laughed.

"Am I the one who put my friends in danger for my own sake?" Harry feigned anger.

"Maybe it's for your child—baby Norbert." Hermione also teased.

"Hey! You two."

Laughter echoed through the stillness of the night, but Filch wasn't around, or something would have happened.

Go back to the bedroom and lie on the bed.

The dragon had hurt someone, and Madam Pomfrey had noticed it, and Harry wondered how he would be punished tomorrow.

Points deducted, locked up, or expelled from school.

If he was expelled, he would go live with Sirius, that would be a good idea, Harry went to sleep with a smile on his face.

In the alchemy laboratory of the book of fantasy.

On the inner bottom of an ordinary suitcase, on the second and fourth sharp corners of the hexagram base, two mutually symmetrical runes are echoing each other, emitting a bright white flash.

Loren watched this scene with a satisfied smile.

The next day, Thursday.

Harry got up early in the morning, Ron's bed was empty, the others were still asleep, and a corner of a large book protruded from Loren's bed.

He thought that Loren and Hermione love learning so much, they should stay in this magic school. This is the luck of Loren and Hermione, as well as the luck of Hogwarts.

You'll be fine, what happened to Fire Dragon is all my fault.Harry was silently making up his mind.

While it was still early, Harry walked around the castle up and down.Thinking of the time when I was always being teased by the stairs at the beginning of school, I unconsciously raised some nostalgia, this Hogwarts castle, it changed my life.

Following Loren's lead, Harry ate steak and beans for breakfast.

Well, it tastes good, but Harry still can't get used to it.

It was Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning, and he helped a few people occupy the seats in the back row, and then sat in the front row alone.

This may give Professor Quirrell some encouragement before parting, allowing him to persist longer under Snape's threat.

Loren and Hermione sat in the back row, whispering.

"What's wrong with Harry?"

"I don't know, I didn't see him when I got up, maybe I wanted to send myself to the hospital to accompany Ron?"

"Didn't Aibo eat bad stomach last time?"

"The smell of Quirrell is stronger, maybe it can."

"He has such a good relationship with Ron..."

Harry's thoughts lasted only five minutes.Summer is approaching, the temperature has risen a lot, and the humidity in the air has also increased. The smell on Quirrell's body has become even weirder, and it is also mixed with some bloody smell.

Behind the admiring gazes of many young wizards, his eyes were dull, "Damn, Professor Quirrell is not really dealing with vampires, is he?"

Harry noticed that Professor Quirrell looked at him from time to time, and he felt a little more comforted. As long as he can encourage this professor, all these hardships are worth it.

What's frustrating is that other little wizards refused to approach him after class, and he already smelled of Professor Quirrell.

Loren stood with Hermione, a little afraid of this weakened bastard, and shouted from a long distance: "You don't want to go to the hospital and stay with Ron, do you?"

Harry sighed, he would probably be kicked out by everyone if he entered the dining room like this, and he would have to go back to the dormitory and clean it up.

In the afternoon is Professor McGonagall's transfiguration class, and he may be expelled.Harry wished he could take one more flying lesson, to teach Malfoy a lesson before he broke his leg.

Surprisingly, Professor McGonagall didn't mention dragons at all.She just thought Ron was sick, so he missed school.

Harry was hit by a sudden surprise, and his whole body exuded joy from the inside out.His Transfiguration was fast and good, even earning 5 points for Gryffindor.

During the flying class, feeling the atmosphere of Hogwarts and thinking of visiting Ron after class, Harry flew unscrupulously in the sky.

It aroused an exclamation below.

(End of this chapter)