Carl found that he was becoming less and less aware of the world.

Harry Potter actually started to go to the library!

"Carl, I still remember what you told me before, like you said, I've been a little bit in the past six months."

As he spoke, Harry sighed.

So, I went to the library. ”

"I used to go there to meet the assignments left by the professors, but when I went there on my own initiative, I realized that I actually liked it a little. ”

"I found out that there were so many interesting things in the library, and after a few days there, I even started to think that the textbooks were much more interesting than before"

"Seriously Carl, I kind of understand why you and Hermione like to go to the library so much. ”

"That's when I realized that Ron and I couldn't seem to talk to each other at all. ”

With that, Harry sighed heavily.

Karl knew that it was not surprising that Harry would be estranged from Ron.

He patted Harry on the shoulder again, and Karl had to comfort him.

He didn't say anything more, and for a moment, both of them fell silent.

After a moment, Harry couldn't help but speak again.

"By the way, Carl," he said.

Karl looked at him.

"Thank you. Harry whispered, not knowing what he remembered, with tears in his eyes. Flash Dance

Carl immediately understood what he was talking about, and it was obviously not a matter of going to the library, and he couldn't help but sigh heavily.

The next day, as if in an instant, the school was empty again.

This time, even dozens of students who had stayed at the school were picked up by their parents to participate in the national team selection for the Hearthstone World Championships.

Harry was gone, too, and he had signed up early in the morning, this time with Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Hagrid, among the other teachers and staff.

Even Filch took a leave of absence.

Only Carl remained, and in fact, at the moment, there were only two people left in the whole of Hogwarts.

Him and Dumbledore.

Before leaving, Hagrid approached him and mysteriously begged him for a small favor.

Even thinking on his heels, Carl knew what it was-

He helped get the dragon egg back, but he didn't expect Voldemort to act much earlier than he originally and give the dragon egg to Hagrid so early.

For now, the eggs had not hatched, and were still roasted by the fireplace in Hagrid's hut.

It wasn't the first time Karl had been to Hagrid's cabin, but this time, he was followed by Dumbledore.

"It's a Northland red dragon, Carl, and it's quite rare. Dumbledore leaned over to the fire, crouched down and took a closer look.

"I have to say, exchanging a ball of Gublai Immortal Fire for such a small thing is definitely earned. Dumbledore said with a playful wink.

"Do you see the red pattern on it, this is how to identify them. Dumbledore said, pointing to the dragon egg.

Karl leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, as the old man had said, the red patterns were attached to the surface of the egg like burning flames.

"Carl, I have to thank you for sharing this secret with me. When the two of them got up, Dumbledore said to him with a smile.

"I don't think there's anything in school that can get past you, godfather."

Carl didn't know what to call Dumbledore, it didn't feel right, and besides, he couldn't call the old man Daddy every day.

Seeing this, Dumbledore smiled even more.

"You can still call me Professor, after all, I will be your teacher for a long time to come. ”

"Okay, Professor" Carl secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.

Wait a minute?!

He sensed something was wrong, and Dumbledore seemed to have something to say.

"Are you going to teach me yourself?" Karl asked in surprise.

Dumbledore nodded, "Yes, Carl, I'll teach you myself." Only magic, of course. ”

Dumbledore winked playfully, "After all, I made a pact with Gellert not to interfere with you in any way regarding your specific actions. ”

For the next two days, except for going to Hagrid's hut every day to see if the dragon eggs were hatching, Carl spent the rest of the time in the library.

Even Mrs. Pince had run to the tryouts, so Carl was much more relaxed in the library than ever.

Now, for example, he could read a book while eating lunch without fear that Mrs. Pince would suddenly jump out from behind him and point his nose at him for not cherishing books.

Dumbledore didn't teach him anything right away, he only took a few books and handed them to him to read for himself.

However, it's like the book "Cutting-edge Dark Arts Revealed" that Voldemort gave him before.

The books that Dumbledore gave him also had the old man's strong personal style.

Ultimate Transfiguration

The Ultimate Defense Magic

These two books were just the first of a mouth-opener for Carl, and even the Advanced Transfiguration Guide couldn't match the depth and breadth of the books.

Carl returned to a state of sleep and food, but it didn't last long.

Hagrid's dragon egg is about to hatch.

Carl and Dumbledore returned to Hagrid's hut, where the hot dragon eggs were magically placed on the table.

Although it has been burned by the fire for a long time, there is no trace of scorching on the egg, and the fiery red pattern is still clearly visible.

Carl and Dumbledore sat at the round table, quietly looking at the dragon eggs in front of them.

The egg was lying on the table, and suddenly, a slight crack appeared on the surface of the egg dragon.

Carl couldn't help but hold his breath slightly, after all, this is not something that is seen every day.

Soon, the crack grew bigger and bigger, and through the crack you could faintly see that something was writhing inside, and there was a subtle "click" sound.

Suddenly, with a piercing scraping sound, a small hole broke open in the egg, and a small, delicate creature poked its head out of the bullet casing.

Then, with great difficulty, the little life stretched its winged claws out of the broken eggshell, and with a sharp force, the eggshell cracked completely.

Because of the force used to break the shell, the little life bounced out of the cracked eggshell, fell on the table, and rolled on it.

Carl reached out and helped the little life to its feet.

Although the eggshell was scary, the body of the little life was a little icy.

Then, he had a chance to observe what the newborn Northland Red Dragon really looked like.

It's not red like its name, but it's an almost pure black color, and a pair of large eyes that take up nearly a third of the head, which makes it look very cute.

The wings are covered with sharp barbs and appear to be much larger than its body.

"It's a she-dragon, Carl. Dumbledore said, looking at the dragon.

"The female Northland Red Dragon grows at least twenty meters in size when she grows to adulthood, twice as big as the male, and I hope it won't be long before Hagrid's hut can't hold her. ”