The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

"Fire...fire dragon? What kind of fire dragon friend? Hahaha, John, what are you talking about?"

Hagrid said with an unnatural smile.

He looked like he wanted to get this over with.

Unfortunately, Hagrid was not born to lie.

Right now, his entire body was extremely stiff, and his eyes were even more erratic.

Not to mention John.

Even Harry and others were attracted by Hagrid's unusual behavior at this time.

"Mrs. Pince from the library has a very good relationship with me. She complained to me that yesterday you borrowed a copy of "Raising Dragons for Recreation and Profit" and other professional books about fire dragon breeding. You were looking for these books. In the process, you messed up three of her bookshelves."

John shook his head and said, "Hagrid, in my impression you are not a person who can read books, and you read professional books to amuse your time. So, you must have a fire dragon friend, or you are planning to build a new hunting ground." Add a fire dragon."

Hagrid stared at John dumbfounded, his lips moving continuously, as if he wanted to explain, but couldn't think of a sophistical reason.

This time Harry and others were completely shocked.

Ron suddenly jumped up from his chair and shouted excitedly:

"Merlin! Fire dragon! Hagrid, did you really find a fire dragon? Where did you hide it? In the Forbidden Forest?"

"Actually... it's in the hut." Hagrid finally admitted with a grimace, "But it's just an egg."

As Hagrid spoke, he led everyone into the hut.

Under his guidance, everyone finally found the big egg lying in the middle of the fire.

Michelle couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

She had actually noticed this thing just now when she was helping John boil water.

But because the dragon egg was dark, she thought it was a stone picked up by Hagrid.

John and others quickly went to the fire and took a closer look.

Ron widened his eyes and said:

"Where did you get it, Hagrid? It must have cost you a pretty penny?"

"Win it!"

At this time, Hagrid did not panic and said in a somewhat proud tone, "Do you remember what I said? Yesterday I went to Hogsmeade to buy beef, and I drank for a while in the bar. Played cards with a stranger for a while. Honestly, the guy was probably just dying to get away from it!"

Hearing this, John shook his head secretly.

Hagrid was apparently too immersed in his own interests to realize the seriousness of the incident.

It is illegal to raise a dragon privately.

If it goes wrong, Hagrid might have to go on vacation to Azkaban.

"But what are you going to do when it hatches?" Hermione asked.

"So I went to borrow a book," Hagrid raised his head and smiled. "Although the book "Raising Dragons for Entertainment and Profit" is a bit outdated, it is still somewhat useful. At least it helped me recognize the characteristics of dragon eggs. Kind, it’s…”

"Norwegian Ridgeback."

John interrupted, "After it hatches, feed it a bucket of brandy and chicken blood every half hour. Also, I guess you put it in the fire to imitate its original hatching environment?" After all, normally, their mother will exhale on them frequently to increase the egg's core temperature."

"That's right! John! You are so knowledgeable!"

Hagrid clapped his hands vigorously and said excitedly.

Harry and others beside him also looked at John with admiration.

After hearing this, John continued expressionlessly:

"But you are using the wrong method. Fire dragons are very powerful magical creatures. Their breath is hotter than ordinary flames, and it also contains magic power. If you use ordinary flames to roast it, it will stunt its development. of."

"Then... what should we do then?"

Hagrid asked anxiously.

"Use magic flames, raise the temperature slightly, and then throw some floo powder into the fire to increase the magic content. Considering that your hut is made of wood, please be careful of fire ash snakes.

Once the magic flame burns for too long, it will produce that kind of gadget.They lay eggs in various corners of the house and can cause fires if left unchecked. "

John turned over the dragon eggs in the fire and said, "If you can, please freeze the fire ash snake eggs and give them to me after you find them. They are a magic material. I think this will not be a problem for you." What's the problem?

Well, I mean casting [Fire] and [Frozen Ground]. "

Hagrid nodded hesitantly, his eyes subconsciously looking towards the small pink parasol in the umbrella bucket.

……

In the next few days, John did not go to Hagrid again, nor did he torture Quirrell again.

Except for going to work at Snape's, refining potions to drink every day, and conducting necessary spell training to maintain his hand feel, he spent almost all his time reviewing.

This is impossible.

The excuse John used to come to Quirrell for 'practical advice' was not entirely an excuse.

The long period of convalescence in the school hospital did make John fall behind a lot in his studies.

In order to prepare for the final exam that will come soon, John must go all out to catch up with his study progress.

Especially Transfiguration.

John felt that Professor McGonagall had been looking at him very wrong recently.

If he goes back to the Transfiguration exam and gets a low score...

And just when John was studying intensively, the owl brought him a note from Hagrid.

There are only four words written on it: hatching soon.

Seeing this, John didn't say anything. Under Mrs. Pince's regretful gaze, he immediately put away the Transfiguration textbook and went straight to Hagrid's hut.

"It's almost out! John! We're going to make it!"

Hagrid excitedly welcomed John into the hut.

The egg lay on the table, and there was already a deep crack in it.

Something was moving inside, making a clicking sound.

Hagrid led John to visit the dragon egg for a while, and then stuffed a small cloth bag into John's arms.

"These are the fire-ash snake eggs you asked me to collect."

John nodded, checked the snake eggs in the cloth bag and put them away.

Such a small amount of snake eggs could probably be sold for several galleons.

It's not a lot, but it's better than nothing.

The bulk of John's profit this time is still on the dragon egg that is ready to move.

A few hours later, the three Harrys and Michelle also arrived at the cabin.

Several people surrounded the dragon egg, holding their breath and watching closely.

Suddenly, with a harsh scraping sound, the egg cracked.

A little dragon covered in mucus emerged from the egg and flopped on the table.

It didn't look pretty, it was wrinkled and dark, with many spikes on its wings and a long nose.

It stretched its body on the table, and after getting used to it, it struggled to crawl towards its eggshell.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, John directly pointed his wand and used the [Levitation Curse] to throw it into the fire next to it.

"Merlin's beard! What are you doing!"

Everyone around him was shocked when he saw this, and Hagrid even screamed.

John put away the dragon eggshells without changing his expression and said slowly:

"That level of flames won't do much harm to it. Instead, it can help dry its body and disinfect it. Also, Hagrid, quickly bring up the prepared brandy and chicken blood.

Normally, a Norwegian Ridgeback should eat some eggshells and the remaining mucus-like nutrients in the eggshells after birth.

But this dragon egg is no longer suitable for consumption due to artificial incubation.

So, just feed it artificial food. "

When Hagrid saw this, he had no doubts. Without saying a word, he first pulled the little dragon out of the fire with his ruthless iron hands, and then poured a basin full of brandy and chicken blood on it.

He was relieved after seeing the little dragon starting to eat greedily.

Also relieved was John.

There's actually nothing wrong with those eggshells.

Due to its rarity and difficulty in obtaining, this thing would fetch at least 200 galleons in Diagon Alley.

And this is just the first wave of benefits that this Norwegian Ridgeback has given John.

The follow-up will also bring more and more valuable materials to John!

Thinking so, John looked at the Norwegian Ridgeback with kindness in his eyes.