Hermione was completely convinced by Clark's words, so she was the first to react.

"No wonder it's been so long since Malfoy reported Hagrid's dragon breeding to the professors. He actually wants Noble too! ”

Clark nodded, and Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief for Hagrid, both of them had been worried that Malfoy would report it, and now it seemed that they could not be afraid of him.

"Malfoy's father is one of the trustees of Hogwarts, and all you need to do is move Malfoy, and the problems on the board will be solved."

"Will Malfoy be able to convince his father?" Ron spoke, "My dad told me at home that his father used to be a Death Eater! ”

Clark smiled.

"If you don't give it a try, how do you know? Don't worry, I'll be given the task of lobbying Malfoy. ”

Since someone took the initiative to take on this most difficult task, Harry and Ron naturally had no objections. And Hermione trusted Clark very much, and among the several people, only Hagrid was still concerned and seemed hesitant.

Eventually, after being persuaded by Harry and Ron, Hagrid finally agreed to let Clark give it a try.

Anyway, whether it works out or not, he has a chance to stay with Xiaolong for a while longer.

After setting a preliminary plan for how to deal with the dragons, Harry and Ron spent the next week.

After returning from Hagrid's hut, Clark seemed to have forgotten what he said, and every day he and Hermione got together to discuss the refining of dragon power potions, and often couldn't see anyone.

Because of this, the burden of going to Hagrid to help fell on them.

One Wednesday night, after everyone else had gone to bed, Hermione and Clark were still sitting in the Gryffindor common room, their heads resting together, looking at the alchemy notes in front of them.

"It is said here that the processing of dragon's blood should be neutralized by using 'moon dew', what is this 'moon dew'?" Hermione asked, gesturing to a noun on the note.

"The so-called 'moon dew' is the dew condensed by the moonlight, and this precious material can only be ...... on the night of the full moon."

Clark tilted his head, and before he finished speaking, the tip of his nose suddenly smelled a trace of undetectable aroma, like an orchid like a chrysanthemum, very elegant and refreshing.

He glanced up and saw that Hermione was now with her head down, taking notes seriously, the orange fire shining on her face like a seductive apple, and her long, curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting a beautiful arc.

Clarke's mind was hot, and he blurted out, "Hermione, you even wore perfume today." ”

Hermione's face flushed as she swung her fist and pounded Clarke's arm.

"Nonsense, who sprayed perfume. I just got the latest hair softener, which is the scent of that thing. ”

As she spoke, she also brushed her long hair with her hands, and Clark noticed that her hair was indeed a little different. They are no longer unkempt, but supple and shiny.

"I said how you have fallen behind in your recent studies, it turns out that you have spent your mind on this, beware of playthings. But one thing to say, Hermione, you've been really pretty lately. ”

Hermione grinned, revealing her cute bunny teeth and a wide smile.

"When! While! When ......"

At this moment, the wall clock on the wall struck twelve o'clock, and the portrait hole in the lounge was suddenly opened. Ron and Harry took off their invisibility cloaks as if they had fallen from the sky, and by the way, removed a certain atmosphere from the common room.

The two of them had just gone to Hagrid's hut to help feed Noble, and the little dragon was now eating dead rats in crates.

"It bit me!" Ron said aggrievedly, showing Clark his palm, which was covered with a blood-stained handkerchief.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold a pen for a week, let me tell you, the dragon is really the most terrible animal I've ever seen.

I regret it, I shouldn't have persuaded him to leave the fire dragon and set up a dragon farm.

You don't see how Hagrid treats it, and people think it's just a fluffy bunny.

By the way, after it bit me, Hagrid wouldn't let me kill him, I was really wrong, he was irrational in this regard. As I left, I heard him singing a lullaby. ”

Ron babbled and complained, and Clarke, who was a little impatient, grabbed his hand and lifted the handkerchief, a rude gesture that caused him to let out a groan of pain because of the wound involved.

I saw that on the edge of Ron's palm, there was a circle of jagged wounds, which looked like he had been bitten by a wild beast.

Clark waved his wand and whispered "Clean up," and the blood on Ron's hands disappeared instantly.

"Hmm......" Clark examined Ron's wounds, "Looks like you'll need to go to the hospital and see Madam Pomfrey." ”

"Oh my God, is it so serious?" Ron frowned, subconsciously wanting to withdraw his arm, but found that he couldn't pull it at all.

Clark grabbed his hand as he pulled out a vial of white fresh from his magic pocket, shook it, and sprinkled it on Ron's wound.

"Hiss......" Ron gasped, his features huddled together like a daisy, "Tap!" Cousin Clark! ”

Harry was scared to see this sight, he also went to Hagrid's today, fortunately Ron rushed to feed the dragon at that time, otherwise it would have been him.

"Alright," Clark put away the vial, "you must not have put on your dragonskin gloves as I said!" How many times have you said that you must work hard and pay attention to safety! The dragon's teeth, like the Korodo dragon, carry some kind of very powerful biotoxin. I've cleaned your wounds, but it's only temporary, and only with Ms. Pomfrey is the medicine. ”

Ron moved slightly, and found that the wound was not so painful anymore, at least tonight's sleep should be no problem.

But he was still a little resentful in his heart, so he blurted out to Clark: "I see that it is obviously very honest under your hands, so I want to touch it, who knows what kind of crazy thing that little thing suddenly went crazy and bit me back."

Also, didn't you talk to Malfoy about applying for a breeding license? Why is there no movement at all, or we should contact Charlie and send Xiaolong away, I don't want to spend a day on this day! ”

"Shut up, Ron!" Hermione opened her mouth to defend, "Do you think Clark is you, so reckless. He's been gathering this information lately to make sure he's more convincing when he faces Malfoy. ”

No sooner had Hermione finished speaking than there was a lap in the dark window.

"It's Fukin!" Clark turned his back to the window, but he was very accurate about the situation outside the window, "Coincidentally, it looks like what I want should have arrived." ”