Creatures will always change due to changes in their environment, and this is true for people, and the same is true for fire dragons.

Minerva McGonagall, who was once just a Transfiguration professor, is now sitting in the seat of Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Yes, she was still at Hogwarts and hadn't gone anywhere. But if you look at it from her point of view, Hogwarts today is very different from the Hogwarts in her eyes before.

And Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon Nobber, who seems to be very different from her...... Oh, and she should be called "Nobeta" by now. And Norwegian Spinback Dragon Nobeta, she was brought to the dragon farm by Charlie from Hogwarts back then, and the change of environment and the growth of age also brought great changes to her.

When Maca saw it, she first began to marvel at how quickly the Spinyback breed grew in size.

However, it is only about five years, which is not a time worth mentioning for the average lifespan of a fire dragon, but now Nobeta's body is comparable to that of an adult.

She was still sleeping, and it could be seen that she was sleeping deeply.

Her huge pair of dragon wings were slightly folded, clinging to the sides of her body to cover most of her body, only the black-colored bony ratchets bulging from her back were still hideous.

She hid her head under her wings and curled her tail around her side, making it difficult for Maca to see her full appearance.

Maca just looked left and right, and then quietly returned to the outside of the cave.

He could contain his mana fluctuations, but others couldn't—it would surely wake her up.

"I'm sleeping."

After Maca had left the cave for some distance, she spread her hands and briefly stated what was going on.

Most breeds of dragons like to sleep, especially on cold days, which may be another trait they inherited from their dragon ancestors.

But compared to the dragon's lazy habit of sleeping regularly and sleeping for a hundred years, the dragon's sleep time is much more unstable.

"Oh, or is it hibernation?" Natalia nodded.

But Marka immediately waved her hand.

"No, her breathing is shallow, I don't think it's dormant."

"If only Carter were here, he could tell you a little bit about Nobeta......"

Charlie muttered to himself at first, but soon realized that Marka and the others didn't know Carter at all, so he explained:

"Remember? The colleague who went with me to Hogwarts last time to bring Nobeta was the one who was in charge of Nobeta later - he had recently gone on vacation. ”

"Oh, that's a shame." Maca casually chimed in and looked over to Hagrid, "How's it going?" Want to go in and see her? But I think that might wake her up. ”

In fact, there was no need for Maca to ask, and after Hagrid heard that Nobeta was sleeping, his face that was still full of anticipation immediately changed to an extremely struggling expression.

Seriously, he didn't want to wake up Nobeta's dreams at all, like a father who was reluctant to wake up his sleeping daughter.

However, he really wants to have a farewell hug with the "cute" Nobeta!

"No...... No, I'll forget it today......" Hagrid hesitated for a long time before he said regretfully, "I'll be able to see that kid at Hogwarts anyway...... Is that so? ”

The last time he looked at Maca, his eyes were full of tenderness that made his scalp tingle, and Maca couldn't help but get goosebumps when he saw it.

"Of course, of course!" Maca nodded repeatedly, "Well, that's it for today...... Charlie, you take me to meet with your director, and then we'll go back first. ”

"Okay, no problem!" Charlie replied briskly.

……

In this world, different people will love different lives.

For Maka, wandering around during the day, doing research at night, and occasionally hanging out with cute girls are the days he has always longed for.

But for Helbo, endless fraud and unlimited strengthening are his life's pursuits.

And at this moment, while Maca is still visiting the fire dragon Nobeta in the Romanian dragon farm, Helbo is constantly moving to accomplish his goal.

Currently, he is the director of Israel's only magical school, the Heeberch School of Magic. And when he plays this role, his performance is undoubtedly wonderful.

As mentioned earlier, Heeberheben was not a very good school, and there were never many young wizards who studied magic here.

Recently, however, the students who attend the school have noticed that the dean, who used to have little interference with the curriculum, seems to be paying attention to the classes of several professors every day.

Is it because Mr. Dean suddenly plans to treat this school well after doing that "big thing" not long ago?

If the students have received rich and good teaching from the beginning, most of them will only complain and wail after the schoolwork is heavier. However, most of these young wizards who studied in Heeberg were yearning for better teaching content.

After all, the families of students who come to Heberch instead of to Egypt are not much better.

If they want to find a better-paying job after graduation, they can only rely on learning more useful things in school, at least not to waste the gold Galleon that their parents sent them to study here.

You know, there are not many schools like the three famous schools in the European wizarding world that are directly free of tuition!

And today, when the bulletin board at the entrance of the college was broken and exposed bricks, there was suddenly such an announcement:

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Dear Students,

After consultation between the dean, Mr. Yoran Klein, and the professor of Charms, Ahaz Schwartz, it was decided that from now on, the Charms class of the school will use the textbooks written by Mr. Klein himself.

In addition, due to the complete replacement of the teaching materials, the teaching of Charms will be jointly led by Dean Klein and Professor Schwartz.

(Signed): Yoran Klein

Heeberch School of Magic

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If Maca had seen this notice, he would have immediately wondered if Helbo wanted to do something to these little wizards.

Because for now, the old guy doesn't have that much time to spend on this kind of long-term development.

But in the eyes of the young wizards of Hiberch, this may have been a great learning opportunity - they remember that when the Israeli Ministry of Magic was burned to the ground by the mysterious dark wizard, it was their dean who stepped forward to defeat the formidable enemy.

Now, almost the whole school is talking about it, thinking that his old headmaster is some kind of amazing hidden wizard.

Although I don't understand why he used to be so low-key, and he didn't even show his face except at the beginning and end of each school year, as long as there is something to learn, then what is there to complain about?

Unbeknownst to them, however, in the inner chamber of the school's headmaster's office, a witch was being imprisoned by their current "headmaster" himself.

"When Chang - When Chang - "

Miriam struck the bronze pillar at the foot of the bed with the heavy shackles on her feet, but her eyes looked at the opposite wall as if they were out of focus.

Speaking of which, she didn't suffer much, except for the shackles with powerful magical confinements that wore some skin, and she didn't even suffer any injuries.

But for her, just not being able to get out of here was scary enough.

How's going on Asaph's side? Is he okay? Will it survive until now? Or rather......

A series of questions kept circulating in her mind, but she couldn't open the door after trying countless times, and she couldn't find any answers on her own.

Even if Asaph died the day after she was brought in, she had no way of knowing.

"Dang Chang—"

Miriam slammed the foot of the bed again, making a crisp sound. Even though she knew that no matter what the sound was, it would definitely be inseparable from this room, but it was the only struggle she had.

No, it's not so much a struggle, but a little comfort from her almsgiving.

If she hadn't done this, I'm afraid she would have despaired due to various factors...... As it turned out, from the moment she became concerned about Asaph, much of her past training had become a joke.

"If I had pleaded with Mr. McLean at the time, would it have ended a completely different way? Even if it was just Asaph left there......"

Now, even if Miriam finally regrets it, it won't help.

And at this moment, with a soft "click", the door that was like a cliff to her slowly opened.

"Come on! Eat......"

It wasn't Helbo himself who came in, but he had used his magic to control his inner faculty after he came here. But even if she is an ordinary wizard, Miriam, who can't use her magic powers, can't do anything at all.

Watching the rather sharp-billed monkey-cheeked faculty member put some rudimentary food on the table, she got up and threw a punch, but was controlled before her fist could reach the other person's face.

Then, she could only watch as the instructor exited the room with a blank face, and the magic prohibitions on the door began to operate on their own again.

A futile rebellion like hers just now would be repeated almost three times a day, even if it didn't even work.

Waiting for the spell on her body to relapse again, Miriam suddenly withered on the cold floor, staring at the ground for a long time.

It wasn't until she came back to her senses alone that she slowly got up and walked to the table, grabbed the food and stuffed it into her mouth.

Until now, she hadn't forgotten to fill her stomach - in the past, when she was training, she had always only known that death was the pursuit of a dead soldier, but now she just wanted to live longer.

Even if Miriam understands that her value to Helmo is to attract "Grandpa Laven", she still has to live.

Because she also knew that her grandfather Ravan had already abandoned her.

"Dang Chang—"

Another crunch sound, echoing through the room, but there was no place to get out. ()

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