Eventually, Hermione blocked Aitch after the Charms class. "Edge, I want to talk to you about something. Hagrid's business. ”

Hagrid actually saw two boys lying on the window on the day the dragon was born, but Harry only recognized one Malfoy, who was the other?

If Malfoy called his henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle would have called together, but Hagrid was sure there were only two of them. Hermione checked the people who had been close to Malfoy recently, and thought it could only be Edge, and she heard Neville say that Malfoy and Edge had something to say that day.

Miss Know-It-All had a confident look on her face, she must have known about Hagrid, and if she were someone else, she might have denounced them a long time ago.

"You know Hagrid is raising dragons, right?" Seeing that Aitch was noncommittal, she continued, "In a week, the little dragon's body has tripled. Hagrid had no time to take care of the dragon, and the floor of his hut was littered with blank brandy bottles and chick feathers. But it grew so fast that it wasn't long before Hagrid couldn't hide it......"

"So you came to me for a way? I remember in 1790 A.D., the Wizards' Assembly outlawed dragon breeding. This later became a ban known to women and children. You're not going to let me defend Hagrid's innocence then! "Aitch made a bad joke.

"No, Edge, we've figured it out. You know that Ron has an older brother who is studying dragons, and we have written to ask him for help, and we believe that the results will be available soon. But in the meantime, can you please help us stabilize Malfoy? We're worried he'll make trouble. Hermione had to ask Aitch to do something, and if Malfoy found out and did something, Hagrid would be imprisoned in Azkaban, and Hagrid shivered at the mention of it.

"Yes, but ......" Aitch dragged a long voice that cooled Hermione's excited heart, "You'll have to ask Hagrid to let me draw some dragon blood." Not much, just a small test tube. ”

Hermione let him stomp his feet in anger. But he still agreed, and before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at Aiqi, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

That afternoon, Aitch had fulfilled his promise, and in fact, Malfoy wished they had sent the dragon away. At Hogwarts, no matter how much the dragon is raised, it will belong to Hagrid's brainless guy, but if he is outside, Malfoy can let his father easily transfer the dragon to the dragon farm under the family's name, then it will belong to him. If you report it now, it will undoubtedly be a lose-lose situation.

A week passed, and Hermione honestly sent a small tube of dragon blood, which was still hot, and you can imagine the magic contained in it.

Ron, the annoying guy, knew about Edge's conditions, and even called him a viper all day long! The people around him laughed at him even more: he couldn't tell the difference between an eagle and a snake. After Harry stopped him, Ron finally didn't say anything about Hagrid.

In the past few days, he has been retributed, and when he was feeding the little dragon once, he was bitten hard, which is really gratifying. The handkerchief he used to cover his fingers was soaked in blood and swollen so much that it would take several days to hold the pen. According to Hermione, Hagrid also blamed him for alarming the dragon.

Malfoy went to look for him on the afternoon of the day Ron was admitted to the school infirmary, and brought back a book he had read.

"Ron, the red-haired man is an idiot," Malfoy slammed the borrowed book on the desk in Edge's classroom, "and as I passed, the idiot slipped a letter into the book in a panic for fear I wouldn't notice. ”

Sure enough, he shook out an open envelope from the book, "I bet it's about Xiaolong." If I hadn't borrowed it, Madame Pomri would have told Professor Dumbledore about it. I could tell that the wound on Ron's finger had made her feel wrong. Yes, how can you get poisoned by dragon's teeth in Hogwarts? ”

"Dear Ron

How's it going? Thank you for your email. I'd love to take care of the Norwegian Ridgeback, but it's not easy to get it here. I think the best thing to do is to ask my friends to bring me, who are going to visit me next week. But the trouble is that carrying a dragon is illegal and must not be detected.

Can you put that dragon on top of the tallest tower at midnight on Saturday? My friends will meet with you, and they will take the dragon away while it gets dark.

Please get back to me as soon as possible.

Charlie"

Malfoy read the letter in a frustrated tone, allowing Aitch to discover that he had the potential to be a choir. "The Weasleys are all idiots, this Charlie actually thought he could quietly enter Hogwarts and take away the dragon, no, I have to go over and keep an eye on it." Malfoy anxiously walked around the classroom, finally deciding, "Just this once, help those fools once." ”

Aitch couldn't stop him, and Malfoy was no less obsessed with the dragon than Hagrid.

Finally, on Saturday, Hagrid was about to break up with the dragon, and Harry felt sorry for him.

It was very dark that night, and the sky was full of clouds, which was a good opportunity to do something bad. Harry and the others arrived at Hagrid's cabin a little late to avoid Peeves, who was playing tennis in the lobby.

Hagrid had packed the dragon in a large wooden box. There were rats and brandy to eat in it, and he also put a teddy bear in it.

"Goodbye," Hagrid whimpered, as Harry and Hermione draped the cloak of invisibility over the crate as they walked under it themselves. Ron was kept in the school infirmary for observation because of the injury on his hand, and none of them came.

They don't know how they got the crates to the castle. By the time they lifted the wooden box up the marble steps of the lobby and down the dark corridors, it was nearly midnight. Up the stairs, up the stairs, and up the stairs—Harry took a shortcut, but it didn't seem to make the job any easier.

"It's almost there." Harry gasped as they reached the stairs below the top of the tower.

Suddenly, the little dragon in the box moved violently, almost causing them to drop the wooden box. They were startled, forgetting that they were invisible, and shrank into the shadows, just as they noticed two figures twisting together about ten feet in front of them. A lamp lit up.

It was Professor McGonagall, dressed in a dressing gown made of scotch cloth and a hairnet, and was twisting Malfoy's ears in the front.

"Detained," she cried out, "for twenty minutes of Slytherin, how dare you hang out in the middle of the night......"

"Listen to me, Professor, Harry Potter is coming soon, and he's ...... with a dragon" Malfoy was frightened by the deduction and wanted to atone for his sins by confessing Harry, or rather to make a cushion.

"What, utter rubbish! How dare you tell such a lie! Come here—I want you to see Professor Snape...... "Professor McGonagall thinks Malfoy is lying to her, how can there be dragons at Hogwarts?"

At this point, climbing the steep spiraling staircase leading to the top of the tower seemed to be the easiest thing in the world. As soon as they reached the top of the tower, they took off their cloaks, breathed a sigh of relief with joy, and began to tap dance. Harry was excited to sing, or Hermione reminded him not to be "too arrogant".

They waited, laughing and talking about Malfoy, while the little dragon crashed restlessly in the crate. After about ten minutes, four brooms suddenly descended from the darkness.

Charlie's friend was beaming. They took out the straps that tied the dragon, ready to secure the dragon between them as they flew. Harry, they helped secure the crate. Finally, Harry shook hands with them and thanked them.

The little dragon is gone, gone......

They sneaked down the spiraling staircase, feeling relaxed. Now that the dragons had been sent away, and Malfoy had been detained—what could ruin their happiness?

The answer was found quickly. As they descended the stairs and stepped into the hallway, Filch suddenly emerged from the darkness, and his cat was scaring Harry with its teeth and claws. He whispered, "You're in trouble. He smiled gloomily, making the two of Harry feel even worse. They had forgotten their cloaks of invisibility at the top of the tower.

And after they were gone, a figure quickly ascended to the top of the tower, and after a while, half a fluffy fox's foot came down from above, which was much more terrifying than a headless ghost!