For the next week, the sinister smile on Malfoy's face made Harry, Ron, and Hermione very uneasy. Hermione even secretly asked Clark what to do, but Clark told her not to worry.

"Don't worry, Malfoy won't tell Hagrid, maybe he'll cover it up for us."

Clark comforted Harry and the others in this way, but apart from Hermione, who completely trusted him, Harry and Ron didn't listen, they didn't think Malfoy would be so kind.

So the two of them spent most of their spare time in Hagrid's dimly lit cabin, reasoning with him in the hope that he would give up the little dragon.

Of course, it could also be an excuse that the two of them came up with to avoid the revision plan.

"Just let it go," Harry persuaded, "and let it go." ”

"I can't," Hagrid said, shaking his head, "it's too small, it's going to die." ”

"Do you call this small?" Ron pointed to the little fire dragon, "If I encounter it in the wild, he'll probably eat it." ”

The little dragon Noble who was pointed at by Ron had tripled the length of his body in just one week.

Not only that, but its claws and barbs on its body were very sharp, and clouds of scorching black smoke erupted from its nostrils, and there were sporadic sparks, which looked like a fire dragon.

This is also thanks to the dragon nutrient solution that Clark helped Hagrid configure, the blood of the salamander and the fat of the horned whale, the taste is very hot.

Because of this, the little fire dragon is very close to Clark, and now except for Hagrid, who can rely on his rough skin and thick flesh to force his hands, only Clark can approach him at will.

"Don't worry, Ron, it's not 'maybe', it's definitely going to be eaten by Nobel, and you can't beat it at all." Clark crouched beside the little fire dragon, stroking its mystical scales, and said without raising his head.

The little guy had just finished lunch, and it was when he was sleepy, so Clark took this opportunity to plunge a very thick glass needle into the skin of the little fire dragon that was not too hard from the back, along the gap in the scales, from the back near the back, and slowly extracted the dragon's blood.

Nobersh was a little uncomfortable and struggled for a moment, but quickly settled down under Clark's slap.

"Isn't that the point, Clark," Ron raised his voice, "in two weeks, Noble will be as long as Hagrid's house, and Malfoy may go to Dumbledore at any time." And what are you doing here? ”

Clark pulled out the needle, stood up, raised the glass tube in his hand and shook it, the crimson dragon's blood with fine bubbles, rippling with a dark golden magical glow.

"Clark is collecting the dragon's blood from a young dragon, a precious potion material that can enhance the power of wizards. The magic contained in the blood of an adult dragon is very irritable, and it is still too dangerous, but it is not as good as that of a young dragon. Hermione explained a few words to him.

"To be precise, you can craft dragon power potions, an ancient potion that used to be used by wizards to create powerful guards." Clark added.

"Do you remember the myths you watched? Among them are powerful heroes who, after slaying the dragon, bathed in dragon blood, become immensely powerful and invulnerable......"

"But dragon blood doesn't have that effect. I remember that of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, the closest to this effect was the second, which could be used as an external application, but this also needed to be diluted many times before it could be used. Most of the people who bathed in dragon blood ended up becoming half-dragons and half-human madmen, or simply died. ”

Harry had been reviewing this lately, and he was well aware of it.

The bloodline power of dragons is very strong, there is a legend that a dragon gives birth to nine sons in Huaxia, and there are also various dragon beasts in the Faren Continent, even the kobolds, the legend has the blood of a dragon.

Although the dragons of the Harry Potter world are very strong in strength and intelligence, they still inherit the powerful bloodline power of the dragons, which makes their bloodline genes more aggressive.

"Those who bathe in dragon blood are actually trying to steal the blood of dragons, and this method of magical transformation actually originated in ancient times, when humans transformed into dragon vein wizards. Legend has it that Merlin transformed into a dragon and helped King Arthur to victory. ”

Clark carefully slipped the dragon's blood into the alchemy pocket on his belt.

"But the dragon's bloodline power is too violent, no, maybe stealing the bloodline power of magical creatures has great side effects, once there is a rejection reaction, death is the least consequence, so the ancient wizards quickly gave up the path of bloodline wizards,"

"They chose another way to gain the power of the dragon, and that was the Dragon Power Elixir." Hermione added, and Clark had told her in advance, and had promised her to participate in the refining of the dragon power potion, which she had been making up for lately.

"Can you become as powerful as a dragon by taking them?" Ron asked curiously, still interested in the dragon's power.

"Actually, not," Clark shook his head, not hiding the shortcomings of this potion, "because it is not directly stealing the power of the bloodline, so it will only slightly improve the user's physique, strength and a certain amount of skin toughness, and the effect is less than one percent of the original, I'm afraid even Hagrid can't compare." ”

"In addition, its cost is huge, and the raw materials alone are worth eighty gold gallons, so naturally few people will configure it."

When Ron heard the price, he was immediately uninterested, his family didn't have that much money to get this stuff. Besides, in the wizarding world, magic comes first, and instead of spending so many gold gallons to increase power, it is better to learn the levitation charm to work.

It's also that Clark has a lot of money and a system, and when he encounters this kind of medicine or props that can improve attributes, he commits obsessive-compulsive disorder, and if he doesn't pile up his attributes, he feels uncomfortable.

After taking the dragon's blood from Nober, Clark turned to Hagrid and said, "Hagrid, I can understand your feelings, after all, this is a little dragon that you hatched with your own hands, so I will be reluctant to abandon it like this, and if it were me, I would be reluctant." ”

Hagrid nodded, looked at the little fire dragon with tearful eyes, and said, "I think of it as my own child, and it knows me now, you see." Noble! Noble! Where's Mom? ”

The little fire dragon rolled over and ignored him, and Hagrid wanted to call again.

"But," Clarke said suddenly, "it's illegal to keep dragons privately, Hagrid, and you should know that, and if the Ministry of Magic finds out, you'll even be thrown into Azkaban." ”

When Hagrid heard this, his body trembled, and he bit his lip, and his face turned white.