"Hagrid was like a dragon a long time ago—he told me the first time we met. Pen "Fun" www.biquge.info," Harry recalled.

Ron's face was not very good, "But now it is illegal to raise dragons privately, and it is too dangerous. In 17O9, the Wizards' Congress officially passed a bill banning dragon breeding. Moreover, you also know that some time ago my brother Charlie almost died, and even those skilled dragon trainers were permanently injured after being burned by the dragon's breath. ”

Hermione's face was a little stiff, she knew more about dragons than Harry and Ron, and many of the books in the Western library came from a continent called Tamriel, where the people fought countless desperate battles with dragons, and finally relied on the dragonborn to banish the dragon king Alduin.

She was impressed by the dragon's tyranny and strength. She nervously remembered the magic, and if something happened, she needed to deal with it as soon as possible.

Knocking on the door of Hagrid's hut, he didn't have to enter the house, and a wave of heat came in his face, not even with Hagrid's huge body. And it's rare that all the curtains are closed tightly.

Hagrid seemed nervous, afraid that others would not know that he was doing something bad. "It's you little ones, come in well. ”

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"So?" said Siwen sat on the bench with his legs crossed, as if he didn't care at all.

"Dragon, that's a dragon egg!" Although little Harry has a series of titles such as the Savior, he lives in the world of ordinary people after all, even not to mention those families with a long heritage, even ordinary young wizards who grew up listening to wizard stories know more than him.

The Weasley twins on the side looked like fools, "Dragon eggs, Fred, you said we stole a young dragon that just hatched-" If it was a two-dimensional now, it is estimated that George's eyes have turned into crystal cute gold coins.

"You're thinking too much," Hermione slapped a thick copy of "A Thousand Uses of Dragons" on the table, "except for a few evil magic or rituals that require young dragons, most dragon body materials require adult dragons of sufficient age, such as dragon bones, dragon tendons, dragon skins, and dragon blood. ”

"And if you're a pet, the best known way is to trick them into thinking that the first creature they see is their mother the moment they burst out of the egg. Hermione pointed to a description, "So, the moment the baby dragon breaks out of the shell, it loses its greatest value, and can basically only be sold to dark wizards as a spell casting material on the black market, after all, it is difficult for a young dragon who has already recognized its master to succeed in training." ”

"In the Muggle world, there is a saying that when elephants are small, they are tied to a small stick and they cannot break free no matter how much they struggle, so that when they get used to it, even when they grow up, they will not break free of the stick. This is usually the case when dragons are tamed, with a chain that they have been on since birth. ”

"According to some legends, there is now a dragon raised by goblins at the bottom of Gringotts, and the experience of those later humans who raised dragons was bought from the goblins, and their experience for thousands of years is like this. ”

Seeing a few people start discussing in vain, Xiwen really couldn't take it anymore, "You two, if you want to implicate your father, Arthur Weasley lost his position, and I hope you two are forced to drop out of school, you can consider continuing to think about your own smuggling of young dragons." ”

The two guys carefully calculated for a while and sat down, forget it, this thing is too unreliable, it is not as fast as the Weasley tricks that I went to study to sell for money.

OK, the next product, well, that's it. The two brothers seemed to be in the state of research scholars again, and they ran to the workbench and began to mumble.

"Siwen," Hermione said to Siwen cautiously, covering her mouth, "the two of them really aren't going to be some crazy doctors, studying Frankenstein or something." ”

Xiwen slumped softly on his recliner, looked up at the sunlight through the skylight, and responded lazily, "What are you afraid of, it's just a big deal to slap to death." ”

A certain Lori habitually kicked Xiwen's ankle a few times, "Bastard, what if something happens in the middle and someone dies." What to do if someone gets hurt. ”

"Count them unlucky. The sun shone on Xiwen lying on the bench, but it could not warm the cold breath he exuded.

A warm little hand pinched someone's hot but cold hand, Xiwen took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, got up and rubbed the long brown hair of the little Lori, "Don't worry, usually, I'm the most temperamental of all my compatriots, so"

"Your smile is ugly. Hermione looked mercilessly at the warm smile that Sivin was trying to show.

"Potter, it seems that you are very happy, come, in order to make you more proficient in learning knowledge, this beginner's wizard's book exercise analysis version is your task this week. ”

Harry's smiling face instantly turned bitter, and then he rolled his eyes silently, he had decided not to look at the things of his two best friends anymore.

The next few days, it was such a dull day, going to school every day, gagging, making up the number of words and chapters, uh, it seems that something was mixed in, whatever. These days went on until-

"Oh, my hand looks like it's broken, it hurts—" Ron chirped as he lay on his hospital bed, looking at his heavily bandaged hand.

Well, since that little dragon hatched, because a certain Ron teenager boasted that his brother Charlie had been raising dragons in Romania for many years, he often boasted that he also had quite a lot of experience in dragon farming.

So before Hermione and Harry could dodge, Ron was captured, and all his free time was spent taking care of the Norwegian dragon named Norber, except for the time that couldn't be avoided in class.

Then, as the old saying goes, a young dragon is small and full of organs, but a gentle bite, even without the fangs of an adult dragon, still makes the wound on Ron's hand fester, giving off a foul smell.

"Ten Galleons - Listen to Ron, Charlie was almost dead last time, and we had to find Professor Snape to ask for the material we had run out, Madam Pomfrey said, you've already started to recover. ”

"You've gone too far. Ron slumped on the bed with a disappointed expression, "Well, don't expect you two Sherlock Grande, but you won't go again if you kill me, that broken dragon will kill me." ”

"Yes, Sivin has said before that Hagrid's physique is not the same as ours, so he is not the same as us in terms of danger and danger. Harry happily mended the knife, "So we're going to suggest that Hagrid get the dragon away as soon as possible." ”