Final exams are only ten weeks away!

The latest addition to Neville's notebook is this sentence, and he also underlines a few times to mark it, meaning that this matter is very important.

He and Hermione were probably the only ones in Hogwarts who would treat this as a very important thing, after all, ten weeks is seventy days, two and a half months. Generally speaking, it is more appropriate to say this sentence half a month before the exam.

Flipping the pages of the notebook forward, Neville stared at the sentence in the middle of one of the pages, "Tell Sù Hagrid about the Philosopher's Stone" and the "Completed" mark at the back. He was a little unsure whether Hagrid had heard what he had said that day, because the situation had barely changed from before:

The poor Defence Against the Dark Arts professor looked paler and thinner, Snape strode around the school all day, his temper was as violent as ever, and behind the door in the exclusion zone, the three-headed dog Louwe roared angrily whenever he smelled Harry......

The Philosopher's Stone should be safe for now, but how long will this last?

Sighing silently, Neville felt that he had been sighing a little more often lately, and sighed again.

No one noticed the change in Neville's entangled feelings at the moment, because everyone had been sighing a lot lately. Harry and Ron spent most of their free time in the library with Hermione, as Neville did, sighing and yawning as they struggled to complete their heavy homework and god knows why they had done so much homework lately.

"I'll never remember that. ”

That afternoon, Ron finally couldn't take it anymore, he threw the quill and looked out the window of the library. Neville bit the end of his quill, glanced out the window, shook his head, and continued to nibble on the long, boring History of Magic, which was much harder than knocking over a troll.

For a few months, such good weather was rare: the sky was clear and clear, blue as forget-me-not flowers, and there was an air in the air that summer was coming.

Ron had to thank Hagrid for providing a reason to get out and get some fresh air without being in the library. Merlin was on top, and if he continued to nest in the castle, Ron felt that he might be able to grow mushrooms on his body.

No one would resist the temptation to watch a baby dragon, let alone a child like Neville.

Along the way, Ron excitedly popularized the knowledge of dragons to his friends, Hermione may not be inferior to Ron in this regard, but Ron's ability to tell stories is not comparable to Hermione.

Neville silently pinched his arm, the muscles on it were as hard as granite, if only Hagrid had an adult dragon there, at least he could compete with someone else.

An hour later, they knocked on the door of Hagrid's hut, where all the curtains were drawn tightly and impermeable.

Hagrid let them in, "Who?" before letting them in, then quickly turned around and closed the door.

It was suffocatingly hot in the cabin, and despite such a warm sunny day, there was a roaring fire in the fireplace. Hagrid made them tea and brought them a stoat sandwich.

Harry tacitly pushed all the food in front of Neville, and after a considerable period of observation, they had reason to believe that Hagrid and Neville should be some kind of distant relative.

Tempted to ask Hagrid what happened last time, Neville knew it wasn't right now, so he silently picked up the stoat's sandwich and ate it in small bites.

Harry's conversation with Hagrid was still quite interesting, compared to Harry, who could only go straight, Hermione had more tricks, flattering Hagrid a few words, and then Hagrid's mouth loosened a little, leaking a few useful words from it.

"Snape?"

"yes...... Are you still suspicious of him? See, Snape has helped protect the Philosopher's Stone, and he won't steal it. ”

There was one thing Harry had never understood, and that was why Hagrid would believe that Snape, who didn't look like a good guy at first glance and had almost never done good deeds, didn't believe what he was saying. It was like now, with Hagrid's kind of self-confidence, Harry really wanted him to share a few ounces of himself, so he could get a good night's sleep without worrying.

However, it is not without good news, for example, only Hagrid and Dumbledore know how to pass Guò in the three-headed dog, and the others don't even think about it......

Wait a minute!

Harry jerked his head to look at Neville, who was having an unclear expression of "untruthful sandwich eater" and the last piece of the stoat sandwich in his hand.

The three-headed dog Luvie, if Snape had a way to defeat it, such as poisoning him with a potion, then he wouldn't need to get a way to get a way from Hagrid, in other words, Snape could steal the Philosopher's Stone at any time!

No, and Dumbledore!

That's right, as long as Dumbledore is around, Snape won't dare to do that!

Harry's expression changed again and again, and finally, he looked at Hagrid with a complicated look in his eyes who was chatting with the others as if he had no heart or lungs, and he felt quite uncomfortable.

[I see, Hagrid, is the source of your confidence actually Headmaster Dumbledore?]

Harry didn't grow up like Neville, nor like Hagrid, he didn't know how good Dumbledore was, but he had only heard it from others and read it in books, which was not impressive, and naturally it was not enough to rely on him.

As with this incident, the starting point for his consideration was that Dumbledore was not aware of Snape's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone, based on the ludicrous basis that Dumbledore was not as smart as himself.

Snape has been at Hogwarts for more than ten years, who is he, does Dumbledore really not know?

If you really want to hide something, why do you deliberately say it on the first day of school?

There were many more questions like this, and after thinking about them, Harry felt that things were completely different from what he thought, he underestimated Dumbledore too much!

Fortunately, it's not too late to figure it out.

Some people figured it out, others didn't, for example, Neville didn't quite understand why he had to close his windows and burn the stove in this weather.

"Hagrid, can we open a window? ”

"No, Harry, I'm sorry. ”

Hagrid said, and Harry noticed him glance towards the fireplace and turned his head to look at the fire.

"Hagrid—what's that?"

Harry already knew, in the middle of the fire, under the kettle, there was a big black egg.

Obviously, it's a dragon egg!