After sending the three little ones to the castle, Hagrid returned to his hut, which had not been used for too long, and the strings on the crossbow were a little loose, and he had to adjust them.

Tonight is not destined to be peaceful, and hopefully everything is expected by Headmaster Dumbledore.

In the Forbidden Forest, Ani was also disrupted, and a dark shadow rushed towards him.

"Nobeta?"

The little dragon happily threw himself into Aini's arms, raising his head and rubbing it around.

Aini didn't hide her voice when she went to Hagrid, how could she not have noticed it with the dragon's superior hearing.

But Nobeta was obedient, and Ani said she would listen to Hagrid, and she obediently "fell asleep".

After Hagrid left, the little dragon also secretly followed.

In order not to be discovered by Hagrid, Nobeta hung far behind, anyway, with the heavy footsteps of the big man, the little guy could hear it clearly from a distance of a kilometer, and it was difficult to lose it.

And then she lost it......

Sound Insulation Spell, Enemy of Dragons!

Due to the lack of a growth booster, Nobeta was much smaller than herself in the same timeline for a few months, but she still managed to surpass her teeth.

It's a pity that dragons have never been good at smelling, and those delicate mucous membranes that are good at adsorbing and distinguishing gas particles can hardly withstand the scorching flames, let alone dragon fire, which is considered to be as powerful as a magical flame.

Therefore, after not hearing the voices of a few people, Xiaolong was naturally blind, and folded his wings and meditated in place, and finally heard Aini's voice in which direction?

The final choice sent Nobeta in a big circle, and it wasn't until Aini lifted the soundproofing spell that she realigned her position again, so late that she threw herself into her favorite embrace more than half an hour late.

"Boom~~~" Arching Ani's chest in attachment, Nobeta carefully adjusted the position of the thorns, and last time she inadvertently injured her teeth.

Most dragons are not stupid creatures, and if their brains weren't destroyed by alcohol since childhood, some intelligent dragons are not intellectually inferior to humans, such as the Welsh Green Dragon and the Hebradilian Black Dragon.

They can communicate smoothly with the wizards stationed in the reserve, and have good thinking skills, which also makes it very rare for fire dragons to hurt people in the UK.

Although the Norwegian Ridgeback was mediocre in this regard, some of the small tricks that Aini experimented with on her were remarkable, and Nobeta had perfect thinking skills compared to her peers.

"Good baby." Ani doted on the little dragon, took out a tissue in one hand and wiped her eyes. Who said they prefer four-legged dragons? The dragon cub who grew up by himself is the cutest.

I was about to throw it away, but after thinking about it, I took out a bag and put the tissue in it.

Fresh dragon tear gland secretions, Seaver will need it.

Thinking of Bane's last words, Aini leaned against Nobeta and felt it carefully.

Everything is normal in Xiaolong, his body is full of vitality, and there is no dark and obscure aura.

Perhaps Bane's mention of the power of hell is just his imagination, not to mention that the gates of hell have never been opened since the Dark Ages, and only according to the information currently available, there has been no record of Hogwarts in the past thousand years.

Otherwise, such a big gimmick would have been recorded in "Hogwarts: A School History".

There was still an important task today, and Ani didn't have time to play with Nobeta, but Xiaolong finally found it, and he was reluctant to hold the corner of his clothes, looking pitiful.

In desperation, Aini had no choice but to coax Nobeta into his pocket first, and let Sniff play with it for a while.

They both like shiny things and presumably have a common language.

This time, however, Aini made a mistake.

With family roots, it's not an exaggeration to call Aini a magical biologist. But no one can master all the knowledge, and there is always some obscure knowledge that reminds you to continue learning when you are unconsciously complacent.

One afternoon, Moore was lying on the gold coin and leisurely flicking the cuties under him, but disaster fell from the sky, and without warning, a young dragon appeared in front of it.

But even a young dragon has an overwhelming advantage over a sniffer.

At that time, Moore's heart was broken, and since the time when it was extremely distant and no longer available, Sniff had managed to rise to the top of the dragon hunting list.

This kind of creature that risked death to go to the dragon's lair to wave around made the dragon clan with a dominant position at that time extremely headache.

Although she had never seen Sniff since birth, due to the influence of her bloodline, Nobeta had a strong desire to attack when she looked at Moore.

Except for what Ani had explicitly requested, the little dragon dragon was always so unrestrained.

For a while, chickens and dogs jumped in his pocket, making a mess, and finally Xiao Wu waved his big tail to end this farce.

Aini didn't know anything about it, and he couldn't control the situation inside until he entered the expansion space.

At this time, he had already entered the castle, and was delayed by the little dragon for a while, and it was too late to eat dinner.

Aini had to rush to the fourth floor exclusion zone early.

Just in case, Dumbledore asked Professor Sinista to set it up there.

No matter how secretive the enchantment in operation is, it is difficult to hide from this genius wizard who has led an era.

So, when Professor Sinista finishes setting up the enchantment, he removes one of the cornerstones, bringing it to a complete standstill.

Aini must first familiarize himself with the location and method of completing the cornerstone, and in case things turn out to be more than expected, he will be able to play with Tom.

Harry absentmindedly took two bites at dinner and put down his fork, who could tell him how Ron could still eat so well knowing that Snape was about to steal the Philosopher's Stone?

Just now, the scar on his head began to burn and hurt.

Remembering the origin of the scar, could it be that this is an omen, and that the Philosopher's Stone is related to the man who killed his parents?

Although this speculation had no basis, it had been squeezing out all other thoughts since it appeared in Harry's mind, and it was as if a voice was telling him that this was the truth!

If the Philosopher's Stone is stolen, the shadow that once led to the Great War of the British Wizards will once again loom over everyone.

Never, never allow such a thing to happen. That ugly being, even if he enjoyed a little more of the beauty of the world, was a blasphemy against his deceased parents.

Obviously, his mother saved him with her life, and let the invincible demon die in wailing.

He couldn't let his mother's dedication lose its meaning.

Harry's fists clenched under his robes, and he had made up his mind to stop this, even if it was death.

And if he told Aini what he had just thought; Tell Dumbledore; Tell anyone who knows his mother and has a love for him; Or just a stranger, but decent-minded person.

They all said the same thing to him: Lily gave her life not to defeat the Dark Lord, not to save the British wizarding world from the depths of darkness, not for the sake of other families shrouded in darkness.

Perhaps this is the choice that every mother will make at a critical juncture, giving everything she has to keep her son alive.

Hence his current title, Harry Potter, the Dark Lord's Terminator and the boy who never died.