The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

This scene will also reside in his memory and will never be forgotten.

Dumbledore is convinced of this, and the laughter of the children outside the window is undoubtedly the best reward for him.

Students memorize their knowledge and play happily.

Aini is successful in educating people, and the wool harvest is very happy.

The headmaster reminisces half his life and is very happy to indulge himself.

The lawn is messy, sparse and very unhappy...

As the most convenient deformation material, the lawn by the lake was almost wiped out, and the broken leaves blown away by the wind floated on the surface of the lake, dyeing a corner of the black lake green.

Fortunately, after class, Aini did not forget the hero who provided the materials, and most of the grassroots were not injured, and they soon glowed with vitality again under the nourishment of magic.

Days passed like this, and Quirrell was surprisingly honest during this time, and he was hardly seen except in class.

This made the Hufflepuff students heave a sigh of relief, they could finally enjoy the delicious food on the table without worrying about being attacked suddenly by the stench.

The house-elf in the kitchen told Dumbledore that every day Quirrell asked them to deliver meals to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and he would take them himself.

But now Quirrell can no longer eat. This arrangement is just to confuse the old principal. It's a pity for the ingredients carefully prepared by the elves.

Thankfully, though, Quirrell doesn't let the elves clean his office, or they might get suffocated.

But Ron really felt that he was going to be out of breath. He stared at the few people in front of him, Bill, Percy, Fred and George.

"You shouldn't be like this, oh, no, I didn't mean that, I mean..." He stammered and shouted, feeling like a fool, his mouth was so clumsy that he couldn't express what was in his heart, his chest Filled with inexplicable emotions, it seems that there is no room for air at all.

"Well, forgive my stupid mouth, thank you, thank you, my brother." After speaking, Ron turned around and looked at Harry and Hermione seriously, "And you, my friends."

"Happy birthday, Ron." A group of people rushed up, and the twins took out a handful of fireworks, but after looking at the surrounding decorations, they stuffed them back silently.

The eldest brother Bill, who was left at the end, raised his eyebrows. These two troublemakers were not so honest at home.

Several people were making a fuss, suddenly Aini opened the door and walked in, holding a small white box in his hand.

"Happy birthday, Ron." The sofa and coffee table in the living room bounced away from their positions, and then the dining table ran out, stretched out in the living room, and doubled in size.

Aini nodded in satisfaction. For today's guests, his restaurant is a bit small.

"Thank you so much, Professor Scamander." Ron thanked him sincerely.

"It's nothing, Ron, just call me Ernie. Your brother is my friend, and he suggested these." Ernie pushed forward with his right hand, and the white box flew to the middle of the dining table and returned to its original size.

Immediately, the outer shell turned into paper cranes and spun around Ron's head, leaving a big double-layered cake on the table.

"Wow, cool." Ron's face beamed with joy, and he bet that all the birthday cakes that belonged to him before combined didn't add up to be this big.

Aini hooked his fingers, and dishes of delicacies flew out of the portrait in a row, and were neatly arranged on the dining table.

Given Hogwarts' curfew, it couldn't be too late at night.The birthday party officially started at five o'clock. The atmosphere was joyful and warm. The only thing that bothered Ron was that the cake was too big. They let go of their stomachs and only ate half of it.

This is also about the same as Ernie expected, the other half will enter Hagrid's stomach in his expectation.

But Hagrid went to Hogsmeade today and hasn't come back yet.

Everyone was full, and Ron was thinking about how to keep the remaining cake fresh. It would be a pity to let it go bad. After all, it was the biggest cake he had ever received.

Ron was about to ask Bill for advice, and Fred helped him think of a solution.

"Snapped."

The love from his brother covered his face, and the familiar sweet smell made Ron know what it was.

"Fred, this is my favorite cake!" Ron looked at the missing piece of cake distressedly, and chased after Fred angrily.

The two ran around the dining table, and George stopped Ron, "Use this, silly brother, you won't be able to catch him like this."

Ron subconsciously stretched out his hand to the cake that was handed over, but amidst the whistle, the cake smeared on his face again.

"George, Fred, wait for me." Seeing that his beloved cake was taken by the twins, he couldn't eat it anymore. Ron also grabbed the cake and started to fight back. The three spread the cake around the table. The battle soon involved everyone else, and the cream flew around for a while, full of laughter.

Aini and Bill went into the study to chat in the middle of the banquet, and they would feel more or less restrained in the little wizard.

"I'm sorry, Aini, my younger brothers are really too presumptuous." Hearing the noise from outside the door, Bill apologized a little ashamedly. These troublemakers are not at his home now.

"It doesn't matter, the kids are only cute when they are lively. It's been a long time since my place is so lively." The six lambs in the living room are all my own high-quality lambs, as long as the house is not demolished, they can roam freely in the house.

"Haha, my house was more lively in the past few years, before Charlie and I graduated, and my mother used to run around after Fred and George, shouting that this time they must give them a hard ass, but she never did. It really works." As he spoke, a warm smile appeared on Bill's face.

"On the top is the very eye-catching twin brother, and below is the most beloved little sister. In fact, Ron has always wanted to show his sense of existence, and even did a lot of stupid things for it."

"I know Ron thinks everyone ignores him. Although it is true that we love Ginny more, it is not that we don't like him. After all, he is our little brother."

"That's why you specially organized a birthday party for him. It's really an enviable friendship." There were no brothers or sisters in the previous two lives, and Aini was really jealous.

The two chatted for a while, and when the noise outside calmed down, they walked out of the study together.

I didn't see the expected messy scene. Under Percy's leadership, the few cleanings were coming to an end.

I have to say that magic is extremely convenient, enough to make even Muggle cleaning companies have a headache. The cream scene was cleaned up by a few little wizards in a short time.

Although the banquet started ahead of schedule, the sun had already set when they left. With Quirrell's presence, Aini and Bill sent the little wizards back to the castle, and then returned alone.

As soon as he reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he saw a huge black shadow swaying towards him.

"Hi, Hagrid." Before he got close, the strong smell of alcohol rushed into Aini's nose.

"Hic. Ennie, come with me, I'll show you something nice." Hagrid tucked his clothes, and a round bulge could be seen under the clothes.

Yo huh?Is this the Qiluo brand dragon egg?

"Well, how much wine did you drink?" After closing the door, Aini couldn't help but put a head-on spell on himself, Hagrid smelled too good.

"I forgot, I just remember that after drinking all the stock in the Hog's Head, the boss took another 10 barrels from Ms Rosmerta." Hagrid belched again, grabbed Fang's cushion and spread it on the table, carefully He took out the dragon egg.

"Wow~woof~~" Seeing that Hagrid used his mat for an egg, Fang barked wildly. He was always brave and fearless at home, and this anger was unbearable.

It's a pity that Hagrid wasn't in the mood to play around with it at this time, he rubbed the dog's head perfunctorily, and excitedly approached the dragon egg.

Aini also stepped forward to take a look. Although the day when Quirrell sent the dragon eggs was a month earlier than the original book, the types of dragon eggs have not changed.

The pitch-black eggshell is not smooth, with some small spots, not much bigger than an ostrich egg. It is hard to imagine that the small things inside will gradually grow into giants after breaking the shell.

"It's an egg of a Norwegian Ridgeback." Aini lost interest after looking at it for a second. Compared with wyverns, he prefers quadrupeds from the UK. Those wyverns use their wings to help them crawl. ugly.

"Thank you. I like these big guys, but I only know what they look like when they grow up. I can't recognize what they are so small." Hagrid quickly thanked them. What is it, he can only look up books.

But Hagrid didn't like reading at all, and while some books were interesting, they were so small that they seemed like a lot of effort.Moreover, the Hogwarts books are protected by magic, and he can't make the books bigger.

"Norwegian Ridgeback, we can call it Norbert, I believe he will like the name." Hagrid took the dragon egg into his arms, his face full of intoxication.

Hagrid still gave the dragon a boy's name, but Ernie still thought there was a lady inside the egg.

Not only because of the records in the original book, the dragon egg gave him the feeling more like a female dragon.

But because his own plot has long been deviated, and the ability to break the shell, which is a bit of a nonsense, has not been verified, Aini does not dare to 100% assert, Hagrid is happy, anyway, it will be easy to tell after hatching Out of the male and female.

Hagrid didn't know what to think of, and handed the dragon egg to Aini, and stood on tiptoe to rummage in the compartment of the ceiling. Soon a piece of fur was dragged off by Hagrid with dust.

Immediately, Hagrid piled all the quilts on the bed on the floor, then threw the leather on top, tried the softness and firmness, and then smiled with satisfaction.

The fur is not complete, only the torso and limbs, which looks like a lion's skin.But with Aini's understanding of magical creatures, even if the head and tail were amputated, he would still be able to recognize that the skin came from a manticore.

"It was still when Dumbledore just became the headmaster. I haven't come out of the shadow of dropping out of school, and my temper is a bit grumpy. At that time, the manticore in the Forbidden Forest kept provoking me, so..."

Hagrid picked up the leather again and patted the dust. His casual attitude obviously didn't take this extremely dangerous creature seriously.For Hagrid now, nothing is as important as hatching dragon eggs.

But how to do it?

The hen in the yard is about the same size as a dragon's egg, and it's not suitable to fight by yourself. It seems that the only choice left is...

Seeing Hagrid's sweeping gaze, Yaya, who persisted in barking, shuddered, and crawled under the table with his tail between his legs, feeling that his life was about to be full of sadness.