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Harry had been having a bad time lately, the scar on his forehead was getting more and more painful, and he was often awakened by pain in the middle of the night. Ron said it must have been because he was too tired. Wood had been training more and more intense lately, with the Weasley brothers complaining that Wood was insane, Angelina's usual smile was gone, and Harry was tired, but he loved the intensity of the training - so that he could forget about the pain of the scar on his forehead and the increasing burden of schoolwork.

"Potter, based on your current state and level of homework, I'm sure you'll not pass the final exam. Snape taunted Harry in front of everyone in his last Potions class. Slytherin laughed, Malfoy laughed so dramatically that Ron was so angry that he smashed Malfoy with the lionfish vertebrae in his hand. Because of this, Ron was imprisoned by Snape for three days, and Gryffindor was also detained by ten points. In Transfiguration, the stern Professor McGonagall was also dissatisfied with Harry, "Mr. Potter, I wish you could spend more time practicing and consolidating your knowledge after class. "Because the scar pain affects the quality of sleep, and Wood's high-intensity training takes up most of Harry's spare time, when Harry is faced with the pile of homework papers, it feels like he is facing a reinforced troll - Harry really wishes he could borrow Hermione's homework to copy, but he and Ron almost killed Hermione last time, and Harry really didn't have the face to open that mouth. Not to mention that Hermione is rarely seen in the Gryffindor common room, and it is said that she and Parvati often go to the common room in Ravenclaw to spend time. Harry vaguely guessed that they were for Jack Silver. Harry had asked Ron about him.

"The Silver family is a very famous old magical family, and they are also very high among pure-blood wizard families. The Malfoys are a well-known pure-blood wizarding family, but they can't compare to the Silver family, who are known in the United Kingdom, and the Silver family's influence is throughout the European wizarding world, and even in North America, South America, and Asia. Jack Silver: I know that my mom told my brother that he was an amazing magical genius when I was a kid. Ron scratched his bright red head a little annoyed as he said this, "Oh, you don't know, Harry, it's a terrible feeling that my mom spends all her days boasting to our brothers about how good other people's children are, how good they are. But in all fairness, both the Silver family and Jack Silver are indeed very good. They were not as domineering as the Malfoys, discriminating against Muggle-born wizards. You know, because my father was very fond of Muggles, loved studying Muggle stuff, and was committed to protecting Muggles. As a result, our family is also considered a disgrace to pure-blood families such as the Malfoys - in addition to Silver, my father was able to find a job at the Ministry of Magic thanks to the help of Jack Silver's father. ”

"Harry, this world is so unfair, why is it that other people are born as the heirs of the dignified Silver family, they are extremely talented, and they are more handsome than the two of us, Merlin is really unfair!" As he said this, Ron swung his old wand that Charlie had used so hard that Harry felt that it could be broken by Ron at any moment.

While Harry was still in the fugue, Hedwig arrived, flapping her wings and bringing Harry a letter. "I've got a dragon egg, the little dragon is coming out of its shell now, if you will, bring your trusted friend to my hut, Hagrid. ”

"Harry, of course we're going!, you know, how many times does a wizard have a chance in his life to see a dragon come out of a shell?!"

"But Ron, we have herbology class in the afternoon, so we can't skip class. ”

"Harry, it's okay, Professor Sprout has a good temper and won't care if we skip class once in a while. ”

"But Ron, if we don't go to Herbology, I'm afraid we'll not be able to pass the final exam......"

"It's nothing, Harry, there's still a make-up exam, but there's no second time for the little dragon to come out of the shell, let's go, Harry. ”

"Stop talking, Ron—"

Harry now Malfoy stopped a few paces away from them, Harry didn't know how much he had heard, Harry now Malfoy's face was something that could even be called fanatical, Harry hated the expression.

Eventually, Harry and Ron took a herbology class, but they were absent-minded for the whole lesson. At the end of the lesson, as soon as the bell rang in the castle, the two of them threw down their little shovels and hurried across the field, towards the edge of the forbidden forest. They were greeted by Hagrid, his face flushed and excited.

"It's coming out soon, it's a very rare Norwegian Ridgeback. He let them into the hut. The egg was lying on the table, and there was already a deep crack in it. Something was moving in there, and there was a playful clicking sound. They all moved their chairs closer to the table, holding their breath and watching closely.

Suddenly, with a harsh scraping sound, the egg cracked. The little dragon staggered and fluttered on the table. It's not actually pretty. Harry thought it looked like a crumpled black umbrella. Its spiny wings were large compared to its thin, jet-black body. It also has a large, long nose with white nostrils, horn bumps on its head, and orange-red eyes protruding outward.

It sneezed and spewed a few sparks out of its nose. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Hagrid muttered. He reached out a hand and touched the dragon's head. The little dragon bit his finger, revealing his long fangs. "Oh my God, look, it knows its mother!" Hagrid said. "Hagrid," said Harry, "how quickly did the Norwegian Ridgeback grow to the bottom?" Hagrid was about to answer, when suddenly his face turned white - he jumped to his feet and ran to the window. "What's going on?"

"Somebody just peeked through the curtain - it's a boy - he's in!"

Harry and Ron jumped to their feet, and they recognized the person who came in through the door.

"Malfoy, why are you here? This is not where you should be!" Ron pointed at Malfoy with his old wand.

"Oh, let me see how this goes. A big silly man, and a savior with a scar on his forehead, and a Weasley red silly boy who hatched a highly dangerous dragon within Hogwarts confines. What should I do? should I report it to the school or go straight to the Ministry of Magic to sue you?" Malfoy said in a slick tone.

"You're a boy of the Malfoy family, you're as nasty as your father. Hagrid straightened up and protected the newly hatched dragon. Tooth was yelling at Malfoy.

"Oh, what are you doing here? Weasley, you'd better put that broken wand down in your hand. As early as the Great Council of Wizards in 1709, a bill prohibiting the breeding of dragons had been officially passed, and this was known to everyone. Now that you've obtained contraband eggs through some illegal means, and you've hatched them in defiance of the dragon ban decree, do you want to go to Azkaban to experience an alternative life?" Malfoy didn't know why he didn't show weakness, but instead made vicious threats.

"What is Azkaban?" asked Harry.

"I forgot that our Mr. Savior was raised in a lowly Muggle and was very lacking in the wizarding world. I'll give you a lesson for free. Azkaban is a wizarding prison, and the guards inside are Dementors, who will suck people's happiness and make people fall into the negative feelings of grief and pain forever, and if you have a tendency to escape, then the Dementors will suck your soul away, so that you don't even have a chance to become a ghost, and you will be scattered. Malfoy said pitifully. Harry was talking like Snape at this point.

"So what do you want. Harry said.

"It's easy, let go of the little dragon! Otherwise, I will sue you. Malfoy suddenly became agitated, his face flushed.

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Recently, my writing time has been compressed again, my parents let me go out to do odd jobs, and I have already signed up to participate in the school's admissions matters, etc., in short, I don't have much time to work on the text, but I will still try to ensure that I change every day. If the change is broken, a specific time will be given, even if not many people see it, I am resolutely not a eunuch.