Chapter 32: The Origin of the Dragon Egg

It's been a week since the last time in the Forbidden Forest, and the Hogwarts exams have arrived, and for the three top students Zhang Feng, Zhang Qiu, and Hermione, the exams are not a problem.

After communicating with Ravenclaw's crown, Zhang Feng understood what an artifact was. An artifact is a Horcrux made by a person who can split the soul on its own, and the artifact can change shape according to the user's wishes. Since meeting Ferencze, the crown has been invisible, as Zhang Feng doesn't want anyone to know that he has obtained the artifact and has obtained the highest privilege at Hogwarts.

Zhang Feng uses the function of the crown to monitor what is happening at Hogwarts at any time.

After finishing his History of Magic class, Zhang Feng noticed that Harry had received a letter and ran to Hagrid's house. Zhang Feng walked out of the library, taking Zhang Qiu and Hermione with him. He thinks that he has enough power to protect Zhang Qiu and Hermione in front of Voldemort's remnants, and it is time for the two of them to learn simple combat.

Soon, Zhang Feng and the others caught up with Harry.

"Harry, Ron, where are you going?"

"Don't you think it's a little strange?" said Harry as he hurried down the grassy slope, "Hagrid wants nothing more than a dragon, and a stranger happens to have a dragon egg in his pocket? How many people walk around with dragon eggs all day? You know, it's against wizarding law! Don't you think they're lucky to find Hagrid? Why didn't I think of that before?"

"What the hell do you want to do?" Ron asked, but Harry didn't answer his question as he sped across the field, toward the forest.

Hagrid sat in a chair outside the hut, his trousers rolled up high, facing a large bowl, busily peeling pea pods.

"Hello," he said with a smile, "the exam is over, do you have time for a cup of tea?"

"Okay, thanks. Ron said, but Harry interrupted him.

"No, we're in a hurry. Hagrid, I have one thing to ask you. Do you remember the night you won Noble by playing and what did the stranger you play with look like?" I don't know," Hagrid said nonchalantly, "he won't take off his cloak." He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the look of consternation on Harry's face.

"What's so strange about this, the pig's head pub - the same pub in the village, always frequented by some quirky guys. That guy must be a dragon peddler. I never got a good look at his face, he was wearing a hood. ”

Harry sat down next to the bowl of peas.

"What did you tell him, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts?"

"I guess I mentioned it. Hagrid frowned and recalled," By the way, he asked me what I did, and I told him that I was the keeper of the hunting grounds here, and he asked me a little bit about the animals I was looking after, and I told him, and then I said that I had always wanted a dragon, and then I couldn't remember exactly, and he kept buying wine for me to drink, so I could think about it again, and then he said that he had a dragon egg in his hand, and if I wanted to, we could play cards and gamble, but he had to find out if I was capable of dealing with this dragon, and he didn't want the dragon to run out and cause trouble, so I said to him, I even managed to obey Lu Wei, and a dragon was nothing”

"Does he seem—seem interested in Lowe?" He asked, trying to keep his tone calm.

"Yes—interestingly—how many dogs with three heads can you meet, even near Hogwarts? So I told him that Lowe is actually very easy to deal with, and that you just need to know how to calm him down, play some music for him, and he will fall asleep right away—"

Hagrid's face suddenly showed a look of horror.

"I shouldn't have told you this!" He blurted out, "Forget what I said!"

"I guess the last thing you should tell is the hooded man, or Dumbledore telling you to tell him. Zhang Feng finally left Hagrid's room.

Harry didn't exchange a word along the way, and ran into the foyer before stopping. Having just entered from the outside field, the foyer was extremely cold and dark.

"We must go to Dumbledore," said Harry, "and Hagrid told a stranger how to subdue Lowe in a cloak, and the one in the cloak was either Snape or Voldemort—he could easily get Hagrid out of his words as long as he was drunk." I only hope Dumbledore will trust us. Where's Dumbledore's office?"

They looked around, as if expecting to see a sign pointing them in the right direction. No one had ever told them where Dumbledore lived, and they didn't know who had been taken to see the Headmaster.