He was really wronged!

Quirrell was speechless, with his acting skills and strength, he didn't need to rely on such a dangerous method to find a way to crack those mechanisms.

But looking at Snape's angry appearance, Quirrell knew that the other party must have full evidence to find him.

But he really didn't do it! Which bastard is trying to murder him?

Quirrell's mind flashed back to wizards who had a terrible relationship with him, but they weren't at Hogwarts, and it wasn't likely that they would come all the way here to frame him.

Puzzled, Quirrell could only think that he was too unlucky, and happened to encounter a dead little wizard stealing potions, and then Snape was suspected of his previous abnormal behavior.

It's so hard for me...

Quirrell wanted to cry without tears, although he was very aggrieved in his heart, he didn't dare to come out, he could only try his best to pretend to be weak, and said tremblingly.

"Severus, the potion theft really has nothing to do with me... I could swear! ”

"Really? Where did you go on the afternoon of the third day of school? I've asked, and no one has seen you. Snape's eyes narrowed, a hollow gaze looking straight into Quirrell's eyes.

Quirrell was speechless for a moment, he couldn't say that he had snuck into the Forbidden Forest that afternoon in an attempt to hunt unicorns to restore the power of the Dark Lord, right?

"I was in the office all the day." Quirrell had no choice but to bite himself to death, not going out all day.

"A student went to your office that day and you weren't in there at all!" Snape asked.

"Maybe I'm going to the bathroom temporarily..."Quirrell stammered for an explanation, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that Snape, the bastard, was deliberately blowing himself up.

Judging by his reputation at Hogwarts that has hit rock bottom, no student will come to him on their own initiative....

"You can't hide that little trick from me!" A smile cracked into Snape's mouth, and he was even more sure that Quirrell was the one who stole the potions.

Quirrell's face flushed, and he almost couldn't help but scold...

God's little trick, he hasn't stolen potions at all, he hasn't even touched it!

He's done all the great things that helped the Dark Lord come back to life!

Who's free to steal that potion idea?

It's not that he has no money, and he really can't buy it himself?

However, the thousands of sufferings can only be held in his heart.... Because he can't explain his whereabouts, he can only pretend to be weak as much as possible... Innocent and shivering to gain sympathy, though it didn't do anything for Snape at all...

Just as Snape was about to continue the torture, he was keenly aware that someone seemed to be eavesdropping on the conversation, so he hurriedly issued a warning to Quirrell after making sure that he figured out who he was working for, and then turned away decisively.

Ivan, who was hiding in the shadows, almost laughed, he didn't expect that he was just a whim of the pot, and he actually made Quirrell so miserable.

Harry and the others waited until Snape and Quirrell were gone, before coming out of the corner.

"How is it possible that Quirrell really stole Snape's potion?" Harry couldn't believe it.

Although Ivan had already mentioned this possibility to him, Harry had never wanted to believe it, after all, Professor Quirrell was timid, and he was still a well-known good man in the school, and occasionally a young wizard would not get angry with Quirrell in his class, or that Quirrell simply did not have the ability to manage.

How could such a man steal Snape's potion?

But Harry heard the conversation between Snape and Quirrell just now, on the day Snape lost the potion, Quirrell's whereabouts were unknown, and he lied and stayed in the office all the time, no matter how he looked at it, he was suspicious.

"Whatever, Professor Dumbledore will take care of it, let's go to Hagrid's first and see the dragon come out of the shell." Ivan no longer had the idea of staying here, and the dragon that was about to hatch was all that mattered to him.

"Ivan, I didn't know you liked dragons so much," Hermione grumbled, thinking that Ivan's passion for dragons was about to surpass Hagrid's.

"That's a dragon! The best magical creatures in the wizarding world! Ivan explained, but the second half of the sentence was not spoken.

As long as he obtains the dragon's blood, he will be able to complete the bloodline fusion potion, improve his talent, initially have the strength of self-preservation in the wizarding world, and can also have some confidence when he returns home at the end of the term.

Before leaving, Ivan solemnly reminded Ron that it was best not to discuss anything about dragons along the way, lest anyone else hear about it, and he didn't want to see Malfoy in Hagrid like in the original book.

The four of them made their way to Hagrid's cabin, where they welcomed them with much more warmth than before, and it was clear that he was very happy today.

The doors and windows of the hut were sealed, leaving only a few small openings for ventilation, and the hot stove next to the bed was constantly emitting heat.

After Ivan entered, his eyes kept on the table, and the dragon egg was placed there, and there was already a deep crack on it, which occasionally shook from time to time.

As Ivan got closer to his body, he saw that the crack in the eggshell suddenly widened a lot, and with a piercing sound, a bare, triangular head with skin stretched out of the crack in the eggshell, and then the thin and black body also came out of the broken eggshell, and the limbs were thin and thin, and he was staggering and unsteady.

It's ugly... Ivan couldn't help but complain, but Hagrid was very excited, he thought it was so beautiful that he couldn't wait to give it a loud name.

"Noble. How about we call it Noble? Hagrid stretched out a finger to tease Norber, but Noble opened his fanged mouth and bit it directly, but because Hagrid's half-giant skin was too thick, he couldn't bite at all.

"Look how much it likes me." Hagrid didn't care about Noble's behavior at all, but thought it was a sign of closeness, and he thought that Noble must have thought of him as a mother.

This made Harry and the others very helpless, but given Hagrid's excitement, it was difficult for everyone to persuade them.

However, Noble had his own ideas, and after enduring Hagrid's teasing for a moment, he opened his mouth in a rage and spat out a ball of flame, which sprayed Hagrid's face and lit his beard.

"Hey, you little naughty!" Hagrid slapped his beard vigorously, and for a moment he was a little scrambling.

"Clear water is like a spring..."Ivan waved his wand to summon a cloud of clear water, which was poured directly on his head, covering Hagrid's head and face...