Two days later, the results came out, and except for Hermione, who expected to be the first in the grade, everyone else passed the first-year assessment with a happy high score, and no one was expelled from the school for this.

The students who soon learned of their results packed their bags and couldn't wait to go home to enjoy the holiday, but before they could do so, they received a notice from the school warning them not to use magic during the holidays, and although they knew about it, McGoth still had some regrets.

"Sometimes I wish they had forgotten to send this notification." Fred looked at his regretful expression with deep sympathy.

"What happens if I don't obey and use a spell outside?" Harry looked at the notice with a bad face, and he thought that he would wait until he got back to teach him a good lesson.

"Better not, Harry." George seemed to see his reluctance and hurriedly spoke, "The lightest is to be expelled from school, and the worst may be taken away by the Ministry of Magic." ”

Harry nodded reluctantly at the punishment, and then he saw Magos's large package.

"What are you in here, how do you feel that your luggage is bigger than before you came."

"That's your mistake." McGoth replied calmly, he couldn't say that the reason why it was so big was because there was a two-handed sword inside.

When they reached the door, they saw Hagrid, who was standing in front of the school gate to take them across the Black Lake, and before leaving, he handed Hagrid to feed instead of throwing him away like the other students.

On the train, McGoth told Harry that he might go to his place with Hermione, and Harry was happy and a little reserved, a little afraid that they would know his status at Uncle Vernon's house.

"Hey, guys, go to my house, I don't think you have seen the wizard's house yet." Ron solved Harry's dilemma.

Harry nodded his head, looking expectant. McGoth also politely invited them to come to his house when they had time.

In the midst of their lively chat, before they knew it, the train pulled into the platform of nine and three-quarters.

After getting out of the car, Harry and McGoth were greeted from time to time, and Ron laughed and said that McGoth had begun to become as famous as Harry.

Leaving the wizarding platform and heading out into the Muggle world, they saw Ron's mother, a smiling Fat Lady leading a young girl with fiery red hair, who was supposed to be his sister Ginny. Weasley, from far away McGoth, had seen the little girl pointing at them with excitement on her face. As they entered, the little girl lowered her head and looked like a lady, only peeking at Harry from time to time.

"Remember to come to my house, I'll write to you with an owl." Ron said, waving his hand.

"Thank you, I will." Harry said happily. McGoth and Hermione smiled and nodded.

However, the pleasant atmosphere between Harry's uncle quickly disappeared after he got out of a car, and he urged Harry to leave impatiently, not caring that he had friends and their families around.

Harry knew their attitude, and still said goodbye to McGoth and the others unhurriedly before stepping into the car, Mrs. Weasley seemed to be about to say hello to him, but without saying a word, he started the car and roared away.

"How could he do that." Hermione looked at Harry's family, who had no manners at all, with some unhappiness.

"Didn't you already know? Let's go, your parents are waiting there, Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Ginny, goodbye. Magos smiled and said goodbye to Ron and walked over to his parents.

"Who is he? Brother, did you tell him my name? Ginny gave a curious look at McGoth and asked Ron.

"Yes, yes." He didn't know if he had told Magos at all.

On the way back, Mr. and Mrs. Will talked to him about the recent events at home, and they had to wait until they got back to hear about his life at school.

It was not long before they were home, and Earl Will led him into the study, where McGoth crossed out the dangerous things that had happened in the school, and said what was good to them.

"By the way, Dad, this was given to me by the professor who came to our house last time." As he spoke, he took out a few seeds from his pocket that Professor Sprout had given him, and told them what it did.

The Earl looked at the seed in McGoss's hand with a look of surprise, and carefully collected it as if he had found a treasure, and decided to plant it himself later.

After a tiring journey, he lay down in bed after dinner and planted the seeds of Portuguese blossoms with his parents, and fell asleep not long after.

The egg he had forgotten in his magic pocket came out of his pocket on its own without anyone picking it up.

"Click... Click..."A crisp sound came from the surface of the eggshell, and Mygoss, who had fallen asleep, did not feel it at all.

"Smack." The eggshell finally cracked, a small pointed claw poked out of it and then retracted, and a small black eye saw the world beyond the eggshell for the first time through the small hole.

At the moment when the eggshell cracked, the sleeping Magos felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and his magic slowly but surely increased in his sleep.

The next morning he saw his own egg, and at the same time saw a small crack in it, and a small eye in it looked at him with curiosity and kindness.

"Hatched, hatched?" Magos looked at the little life inside and had a feeling of blood connection, he didn't say anything like breaking the eggshell for him, he could feel that the little life wanted to use his own strength to open this level.

"Come on, little one." McGoth asked the maid to bring breakfast. He was ready to stay with it until it came out of the eggshell completely.

The little guy seemed to feel the encouragement from McGoss, and soon there was a clicking sound on the eggshell, and under the expectant gaze of McGoss, the crack in the eggshell slowly widened, but after it was twice as large, the little guy exhausted all his strength and looked at him pitifully with small eyes.

"Take a break, we'll continue." Magos waved his fist in front of it, not knowing if the little guy understood it or not, it just looked at him.

When breakfast came to him, it occurred to him that he didn't know what the little creature needed to eat. Trying to scoop a little milk with a spoon and hand it to the small cleft, the little guy didn't know what it meant, and after looking at it for a while, he stuck out one of his little paws out of the cleft.

Well, it seemed that it didn't like milk, and the eggs and bread were treated the same, and now he panicked a little, trying to feel its recipe, but the little one could only convey the mood of happiness.

Soon after he had finished his breakfast, there was another clicking sound on the eggshell, and the little one couldn't wait to get out of the protective cover.

However, the hardness of the eggshell was a little too strong for it, and after a morning's effort, it was finally able to stick a small paw out of the crack.

Looking at the fluff on the little paws and small face, he was sure it was supposed to be a creature walking on the ground, not the phoenix or something he was expecting.

As if sensing the disappointment of his master, the little one looked at him worriedly, as if he was afraid that he would abandon it.

Magos hurriedly comforted the glass-hearted little one, and the little one became happy, and then began to work hard to break down the obstacles that trapped him.

In this way, for the whole day, McGoth encouraged the little one, and the little one lived up to his expectations, and finally opened the eggshell before dinner a hole that would allow his little head to drill.

Looking at the round little face, McGoth felt a bit like a cat, but a little sharper than a cat's head, and its small paws were a bit like a lion or tiger.

McGoth thought that it was hatching in this state, and wrote a letter to ask Xiaobai to help send it back to Hogwarts, Xiaobai looked a little unhappy, and just returned from there and let it go back.