Fortunately, since the Philosopher's Stone and the door that Lightman Manson had mentioned, Brandi and the others had one more thing to worry about - helping Hagrid hatch the eggs.

It's a novel job, and how many people can take turns going to the hut every afternoon to cast a fire spell on a strange egg, as Hagrid always says that magical fire might help the dragon grow better. Ha, the poor little guy has been baptized by spells since he was a child, and I don't know if it is prenatal education in another sense......

It's just that it's not fun at all, on the contrary, it's almost entirely a manual job. Who can keep the flames blazing all the time, not even Brandi, who has an amazing amount of magic reserves, his fire spell does work best - compared to the orange-yellow flames of others, even if he does not enter the super magic state, the flames emitted by Brandi are crimson in the true sense of the word-

The first time this red flame sprayed onto the dragon egg, they knew it had an effect. Because the dragon egg actually vibrates violently, Hagrid's book says that this is a comfortable expression of the little dragon inside.

But here's the problem, Brandi is Brandi after all, just like Parvati will always be Parvati - as long as it involves channeling spells, Brandi's sea-like magic will not last more than a minute before being sucked dry by his wand. At this point, you'll have to change a few other guys, and they'll have to last a little longer...... For example, 29 minutes - waiting for Brandi to fully recover. And for Hermione, who is still in the category of normal people, even if 29 minutes is divided by 4, it is an unthinkable task for an average of more than seven minutes of guided spell casting per person. They don't have the talent to return to blue as quickly as Brandy.

So on Monday, only ten days later, the crowd had had enough of the suffering of demonic exhaustion and began to clamoring to quit.

"Leave me alone! I finally knew the pain and sadness hidden under Brandi's resolute little face...... "That evening, Ron, who had completed his daily challenges, was lying on his stomach on the round table in the break room, like a puddle of mud. "Especially when you come back to your homework with this feeling of lovelessness, can you tell me how you managed to keep your hands from shaking, Brandy?"

Brandi wasn't feeling good either, he hadn't experienced such a frequent state of empty blue in a long time. Ever since the last time he found that his form had reached a plateau, he rarely went to classroom 13 to abuse himself anymore - except to practice new spells, but since Nicolemel was found, he didn't even have a chance to discover new spells.

"Who told you I didn't have shaky hands...... "Brandi leaned back in his seat and adjusted his breathing, "Think about Professor McGonagall, you think that shaking hands gives you the privilege of not doing your homework?" ”

“…… It's no wonder that in the first days you wrote the same thing as a cat's paw. "Harry's little face is pale and handsome, with a little bit of a little white face." I remember the first time I had homework in herbal medicine class, I wanted to copy yours, but then I gave up. What you write is like the secret words in a spy movie, trying to see a sentence makes it feel like you're deciphering the code......"

"Huh......? Are you saying that Brandi was doing his homework? Hermione narrowed her eyes hard, she couldn't be as strong as usual, her original domineering posture was exhausted by her magic power, and now she had a faint taste of weakness. I always thought that Brandi at that time was studying the runes of rune...... Hmm—" her face suddenly turned a little bloody, "it looked so reliable during that time...... I didn't expect it to be a stupid person. ”

“………… Hermione, the person is sitting right next to you. Brandi had to grimacing, silently reminding Hermione, who was making a lot of nonsense, that she was aggrieved like an angry little daughter-in-law.

They had expected this suffering to continue for some time.

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However, the next day, at breakfast, Hedwig suddenly appeared and brought Harry a note. There were only a few words written on it - almost out of the shell.

Ron was moved, and he looked at everyone eagerly, his glowing eyes full of the words 'skipping class'.

"No way!"

"Don't be like Hermione—we'll see dragons come out of their shells a few times in our lives."

"We can't do that. Five people skip class together! It's all too obvious - I mean, if Hagrid is discovered, he's going to get in big trouble. "This time even Brandi wasn't on Ron's side.

"We can go first! Me and Harry~" Ron quickly glanced around, he glanced at Harry, and found that Harry also looked excited, so he insisted on his belief - "Harry and I can go first, you listen to me, this is necessary, because Hagrid may need help, who knows if the little dragon will need something special when he just comes out." You go to class normally, and by the way, help us see what Professor Sprout is doing? Come back to us after class. ”

"Hmm...... If you say that...... "Even Hermione hesitated a little now. Yes, no one knows what will happen to the little dragon when he is born, will there be a lack of torches? Harry and Ron had at least helped put out the fire. They knew Hagrid had a wand—but he had said he had been ordered not to use magic at will. She thought about it for a moment, and was about to speak—

"Say no more!" Harry suddenly whispered a warning.

Everyone looked back and saw Malfoy standing a few paces away from them, pausing to listen to them. They hurriedly changed places.

How much did he really hear?

"Then it's decided!" Feeling no longer safe around him, Ron immediately ended the argument. "Then we'll see you after class."

"Hey! Wait~" Parvati suddenly grabbed Ron and said in a low voice. "I'm going over too, I haven't seen the little dragon come out of the shell~" She winked at Brandi stupidly, with an ugly face of 'The pot I left behind is of good quality, don't you try it on your back'. "Then if Professor Sprout suddenly calls me today, remember to help me answer ha~Brandy~"

The three of them walked upstairs in such a happy manner, muttering as if they were considering whether to wear the invisibility cloak. Leaving Brandi and Hermione in the auditorium, staring wide-eyed.

"What a joke!" Brandi pointed at himself with a trembling expression. "Let me help her answer?!"

"I'm a normal boy!"

Fortunately, Professor Sprout seemed to be in a particularly good mood in today's herbal class, and she seemed to notice that a student was absent, but she didn't seem to want to expose it.

So Brandi and Hermione put their minds at ease and began to scramble to change the soil of a carnivorous overlord vine. Brandi even learned the Thick Fur Charm on the fly - if Professor Sprout really wanted to name him, he probably needed to do it to his own head. It's good that it's not needed anymore......

"Do you know what you're going to do tomorrow night?" Hermione swung the small shovel in her hand, slapping hard at the leaves of the Overlord vine that was sneaking towards her, all of which were full of sharp teeth. "It's been almost a week...... We've wasted almost all of our time on Hagrid's dragon egg. ”

"You mean astronomy class?" Brandi took advantage of the moment when Hermione was fighting with the Overlord vine again, and suddenly shot out like lightning, and his wrist was like a spirit snake, bypassing the heavy obstacles, grabbing the main trunk, and lifting the entire rattan out of the flower pot with the attached wood at once. The overlord vine, which was still vigorous just now, immediately wilted and drooped its branches, and had no strength at all. He frowned, "I think it's going to be an exchange of information with Padma tomorrow night." Last time, you didn't make any new discoveries, what's the matter, you've made progress? ”

"How is that possible! A sucker! Hermione chatted with Brandy as she poked the rattan rhizome with a shovel and slapped the clumps of dirt off the stiff. There's so much homework on this time, and I have to spare an hour or two to light a fire for that damn egg, so where can I find out what that message means. ”

"I've heard Parvati say lately that her sister seems to have picked up something from the Ravenclaw common room...... But she's really a serious and reliable girl.,It's not at the same level as Parvati.,A day of cuteness.,Don't care about anything.,It's all about acting on curiosity.。 ”

Hermione's shovel stopped for some reason. She turned her face to look at Brandi, as if she had something to say. "Actually, Parvati she ...... Not. ”

"Actually, what?"

"No, I promised her she wouldn't say it!" She succeeded in whetting Brandi's appetite, but she didn't plan to say anything about it. "But when you say that, I do think ......" She suddenly had momentum, and the shovel began to swing rapidly. Brandi, let's not go see the dragon for a while, okay? ”

"Huh? I don't care, but why...... Aren't you interested in dragons? Brandi touched his head, puzzled.

"We're going to hurry," Hermione finished her job as she replaced a new pot with a dirty, damp soil, and dug a deep pit in it with a shovel. "We're going to have to find some clues before tomorrow night comes."

Brandi shoved the Overlord vine roughly into the pit, then quickly withdrew his hand. As soon as the thing touched the soil, it immediately regained its strength, and the overlord vine began to wave its branches, and began to bury its rhizome deep into the pot with great effort, as if it were an independent and self-reliant picture.

He looked at this scene, and he couldn't help but remember what Parvati had said to him when he was looking up the book list in the library—

“…… Take that book back and show it to the old souls......"

"I have to rely on my own efforts to get her to approve of me......"

It seems that even the innocent Parvati has his own little troubles-

"Is this a disguised help to her? Will it work? Brandy shoveled a shovel of dirt, poured it into the pot, and suddenly asked without a clue.

"Well...... Probably. ”

As shovels of soil were poured into the pots, the branches of the overlord vine slapped excitedly, making a clattering sound.