People are in Hogwarts, start summoning Tailu beast

Just as Carl began to spend his Christmas vacation at Nicoléme's house, Hogsmeade

"Master, you can't be wrong. I've found out clearly that the three-headed dog was raised by that stupid guy!" Quirrell was wearing a black cloak, and a thick hood covered his entire appearance. .

Just in case, he even used Polyjuice Potion to change the face under the cloak.

"Okay, according to the plan, you go find that stupid guy and figure out how to get past the three-headed dog guard!" Voldemort's gloomy voice sounded in Quirrell's heart.

"Your humble servants are all ready. That silly big man's favorite is the fire dragon. I bought a Norwegian Ridgeback dragon egg at a high price on the black market. I will definitely be able to get information about the three-headed dog."

"But Master, I don't understand. With your power, a three-headed dog cannot stop you. Why do we have to go to so much trouble?"

When the dragon egg was mentioned, Professor Quirrell's face was filled with pain.

Fire dragons are magical animals protected by the Ministry of Magic in various countries. They have always been kept in captivity in specially designated "fire dragon breeding areas" to prevent some dark wizards from hunting dragons to obtain materials!

Under such a background, the value of a hatchable fire dragon egg can be imagined, which cost almost all of Quirrell's savings.

Whenever he thinks of this, Quirrell, who has become a pauper, feels extremely heartbroken.

"Stupid guy, of course I don't take the three-headed dog seriously, but what about Dumbledore?"

"As long as I take action in the castle, Dumbledore will get the news and rush over immediately, and the time left for us will be counted in seconds!"

"Hurry up, I don't have much time, the power that the unicorn blood brings to me is getting smaller and smaller!"

"Yes, I'll go right away, great master!"

"Don't worry, with this fire dragon egg, I will definitely be able to figure out how to clear the three-headed dog. That stupid big guy will never be able to resist the temptation of the dragon egg!" Professor Quirrell vowed to his master!

While the two were communicating in their minds, Professor Quirrell came to the Three Broomsticks Bar. According to the information that he had found out in advance, Hagrid would come here to have a drink when he was on vacation.

It was the second day of Christmas. There were more than a dozen customers sitting in the Three Broomsticks Bar. The charming proprietress Ms. Rosmerta was chatting with Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick by the window.

The huge Hagrid looked very conspicuous even when he was sitting in the corner of the bar.

"Madam, please have a glass of Firewhiskey!" Quirrell sat next to Hagrid and deliberately ordered a glass of Hagrid's favorite "Firewhiskey" in a voice that had been changed by magic.

Ms. Rosmerta quickly brought the wine Quirrell ordered.

"Man, do you like Firewhiskey too?" Sure enough, Hagrid next to him immediately turned around and looked at Quirrell curiously: "Not many people drink this kind of wine."

"Of course, I think a real man should drink this kind of strong drink!"

"That's right. Let's drink for a real man!" Upon hearing this, Hagrid immediately clinked his glass with Quirrell enthusiastically.

Under Quirrell's deliberate pandering, who had done his homework in advance, the two suddenly started chatting.

"Actually, besides spirits, I also like fire dragons. What a wonderful magical animal it is. It's powerful, majestic, and a little cute..." After drinking three glasses of spirits in a row, Quirrell deliberately pretended He looked a little drunk, and while speaking, he carefully observed Hagrid's expression.

In his expectation, Hagrid would immediately show interest and excitement when hearing this topic, and then the relationship between the two would heat up even more.

"Oh, it's not bad!" Hagrid just responded vaguely, not wanting to go into depth on this topic at all.

Fire dragon?

What's the point of those silly big guys?

It can't speak, has no intelligence, besides being able to breathe fire stupidly, what else can compare with Agumon?

Quirrell was a little confused when he saw this!

This is not right!

Hasn't this stupid guy always been interested in fire dragons?

"I'm telling you secretly, but don't tell anyone, I secretly hid a fire dragon egg that is still alive and can hatch!" Quirrell immediately took the egg out of his cloak and spent all his savings to buy it on the black market. The Norwegian Ridgeback eggs came and were taken out and placed on the table.

He is ready to use his trump card in advance. No fire dragon lover can resist the temptation of a dragon egg!

This stupid guy should take the bait now, right?

"Well, not bad!" Hagrid didn't even look at it this time, and drank the firewhiskey in the cup in one gulp.

Dragon eggs?

Maybe I was a little interested a few years ago, but now?

Hagrid said he was completely indifferent to this kind of thing, not even as interesting as his three-headed dog!

……

good?

When Quirrell heard this, he was completely stunned, and his breathing suddenly became rapid!

No, that’s not how the script was written!

That was the dragon egg I bought using all my savings!

"To be honest, I used to be very interested in the fire dragon, but now I feel that he is not as good as the three-headed dog I raised!" Hagrid shook his head, not noticing Quirrell's confusion, and said to himself.

"You said you had a three-headed dog?" Quirrell was overjoyed when he heard it. He didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly. Before he could think of how to speak, the silly guy brought the topic to the topic.

"How about telling me, man, I'm also very interested in magical animals like three-headed dogs, but they are so rare that they are even more difficult to get than fire dragon eggs!"

"Three-headed dog, the name of my three-headed dog is Lu Wei..." Hagrid's face showed some drunkenness. He had already drank several large drinks before Quirrell came, and drank more after Quirrell arrived. A lot.

"Although to outsiders this is a very ferocious magical animal, in my opinion Lu Wei is a good and obedient child. As long as I play an instrument for him, he will sleep obediently..."

Hearing this, the surprise on Quirrell's face could hardly be suppressed.

Will you fall asleep just by playing an instrument?

This is the important information he wants!

Glancing at the drunken Hagrid, Quirrell's eyes flashed with disdain.

This stupid guy's brain is not much better than that of a troll, but is he still someone Dumbledore trusts?

What did Dumbledore have to fight against his great master?

Immediately, he didn't bother to talk to Hager, who was already so drunk that his speech was slurred. He stood up and left the bar quietly.

"But that was before. Ever since Carl met Lu Wei, he has become disobedient. Every time he hears..." Hagrid said, feeling something was wrong. He rubbed his eyes and turned around to look around him. There was only a half-empty glass of Firewhiskey left, and there was no trace of the cloaked man from before.

"Huh, what about people?"

"You left without saying hello. How rude!" Hagrid muttered dissatisfiedly. Hagrid accidentally saw the dragon egg that Quirrell had forgotten to take away. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly put the egg away. He got into his large cotton-padded jacket and left the bar.

Maybe make Agumon a bowl of dragon egg fried rice?