Chapter 106 Norwegian Spinosaurus

In a week's time, one of the few activities in the school, Quidditch, is about to begin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Harry walked down the road, there would be people he didn't know cheering him on, hoping that he would win the race.

Not just Harry, but everyone on the team had this happening. This makes them both excited and stressed.

Now the members of the Quidditch team have high expectations, and God knows how many years Gryffindor hasn't won a Slytherin in a Quidditch match.

And their win also brings them closer to the House Cup.

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Midday.

Library.

Hagrid entered, and he sorted them into the dragon book area.

He looked very excited.

He opened several books, first "Identifying the Breed of Dragons from the Patterns of Dragon Eggs", which was printed with pictures of dragon eggs, and he slowly compared these pictures with the appearance of a dragon egg in his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he found it.

This is a picture of a giant dark dragon egg.

Hagrid took a breath and was pleasantly surprised, "It's a Norwegian spinback dragon, my God, this kind of dragon is so rare." ”

Then I looked through "From Hatching Eggs to Nirvana" and "Guide to Raising Dragons", and carefully looked for something.

"It turns out that the young dragon's food is tongue and chicken blood, and this is a good preparation," Hagrid said to himself.

After finding the answer he was looking for, he hurried back to his cabin.

At night......

A guest came to Hagrid's cabin.

Harry entered the door and said, "Hagrid, do you have something to do with me, the mystery is not clear in the letter." ”

But immediately he fell silent.

Because he saw the stove, and there was a big black egg roasted on it, and Hagrid crouched there with a foolish smile, his face flushed from the fire, and he wanted to put his face against the stove. (Idiot smile)

Harry kindly prompted, "Hagrid, your beard is smoking. ”

Hagrid was startled, and sure enough, his thick beard was already a little burnt, and after a while, it burst onto the fire.

Hagrid patted his beard awkwardly, then said proudly, "Harry, look, this is a dragon egg I just gotten." ”

Harry's face was complicated, it seemed that Quirrell had already acted, so he couldn't wait any longer.

Yes, Harry was ready to fetch the Philosopher's Stone.

He didn't want to wait until he graduated from the first year to stop Quirrell from getting the Philosopher's Stone, as he did in the original books.

If you can bring it forward, why postpone it?

It's just that he has delayed until now because he has a problem that he has not been able to solve, and if this problem is not solved, then he will not get the magic stone.

Even Voldemort was helpless about this question, and Harry thought he might not be able to do it now.

Just as Harry was distracted, Hagrid thought about it.

He said worriedly, "Harry, you don't want to persuade me not to keep this dragon, I know that there is a law prohibiting wizards from domesticating wild dragons without permission, but my greatest wish is to have a dragon of my own." ”

"Of course not, because of the restrictions of the dragon breeding method, it is almost impossible to get a young dragon under normal circumstances, and only an idiot will give away the dragon in his hand for fear of being discovered. Harry said.

Hagrid smiled when Harry said this.

Eventually, Hagrid told Harry that it would be a few days before the dragon hatched, and that he would notify him to come, and Harry left.

Three days later.

Harry sat in the library after lunch.

Hagrid's owl brought a note, and Hagrid said that he had been looking after the dragon eggs and that they would hatch tonight.

Finally, when it arrived, it was interesting to see for yourself how the dragon came out.

Harry glanced at Hermione, presumably if Hermione knew, she would be very interested, but since Harry had decided not to talk to Hermione for the time being, Harry had rarely spoken to her.

Even when Hermione took the initiative to speak to Harry, Harry responded to her coldly.

After a few times, Hermione naturally felt Harry's alienation from her.

The relationship between the two is getting weaker and weaker.

Of course, the real situation is best known only in your own heart.

What led to all this was only because of Zhang Qiu's sudden indifference, which made Harry, who had never been in love, confused and hurt in his heart.

Therefore, Harry felt that women were ruthless, and said things like that to Hermione in a fit of anger.

As for whether there is a revenge mentality in it, no one can say for sure.

This is the case with men who have been hurt by women.

In the evening, after school, Harry sneaks out of school alone.

Hagrid was afraid that others would not know what "bad things" he was doing, and the windows were so tightly covered with cloth that he couldn't see the scene inside.

When Harry entered, Hagrid sat motionless.

The dragon eggs are darker than they were a few days ago.

As if absorbing enough temperature, the charcoal fire in the furnace suddenly dimmed, and the dragon egg cracked a crack, and a white line appeared on the eggshell, which was very obvious.

Hagrid hurriedly used pliers to move the huge dragon egg onto the table.

Then, the clatter of crumbling shells continued to sound, and in a moment it filled the surface, and the egg swayed, and the contents were desperate to break free.

A piece of eggshell falls off, and a small black paw sticks out.

Smack

The eggshell shattered to the ground, revealing the young dragon inside.

Its wings are like a crumpled black umbrella, and its wings are very large compared to its body, which is probably why the dragon's body is so big that it can fly in the sky, and the little dragon's head has horn bumps and its eyes are orange.

The newborn little dragon shook his head ignorantly, stepped out of the eggshell, took two steps, and fell.

Hagrid said excitedly: "This is Norway Spinosaurus, don't look at it so small now, in two months, he can grow to the size of this house." ”

Hagrid decided to call it Noble.

He reached out and picked up the young dragon.

The little dragon squeaked in the air, its body twisting and struggling.

Turning around and biting Hagrid's big finger, some sparks suddenly erupted from his mouth.

It's small, like a lighter.

Hagrid was startled, his hand let go, and the little black dragon fell onto the table.

It was fine, rolled over, and got up.

Harry couldn't help but reach out and flick it at its little head.

The little dragon took two steps backwards and fell.

Harry couldn't help but laugh, it was still too weak now.

The little dragon crawled up and down the table, spitting out a breath of fire from time to time, and Hagrid's wooden table was burned a few times.

Hagrid didn't feel sorry for its table at all, and smiled.

Every time Hagrid touched it, he was rewarded with a ball of flame.

Slowly, Harry's brow furrowed, as he suddenly realized that the dragon seemed to only squirt Hagrid instead of biting him, and that it was crawling in the direction of him.

Harry's heart skipped a beat, wouldn't he......

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