Looking at the longing and aggrieved little eyes of his dragon cub, Aini used his magic power to drag the cat and the phoenix up, and hugged Nobeta's big head with his free hands.

Despite the lack of the use of unscrupulous dragon breeders to ripen them, the original little thing is now enough to sit in Mr. Arthur's car.

However, compared to Lu Wei's increasingly large size, Nobeta is eager to grow faster, faster, and stage a dragon claw stepping on the dog's head as soon as possible, and reap three times the happiness.

But in the face of Aini's warmth, Nobeta was eager to shrink herself to a little smaller, a little smaller.

It's a pity that with the length of Aini's arms, being able to hold its big head is already the limit, and the little dragon can no longer curl up into that warm embrace like before, and leisurely enter the safest sleep.

"Hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo!"

Nobeta gasped as hard as she could, just trying to get a little more in the breath of her nose that made it greedy.

Even if the little dragon's sense of smell has become worse and worse as it grows up, it will never forget the smell of Aini's body.

Fox and Tom lay on Aini's head, looking dissatisfiedly at the big head on Aini's chest, ready to turn on the favor mode at any time.

But after hearing the anxious and lost whimper below, the two of them shrank back in unison, honestly slid down Aini's hair, and ran to the side to play.

Cut, even crying nose, forget it, just let Ani give it for a while.

Looking at the two little ones rolling behind him, Aini couldn't help but smile, being with these friends can make him feel peace of mind at all times.

But when he looked back at the little dragon who was patient and didn't want to become a slug, his heart was filled with more tenderness and emotion.

The fire dragon's crying nose is not some liquid, but a different kind of magic fire, looking at Nobeta's sad appearance, I am afraid that I have long wanted to cry, the reason why I am patient is just not to hurt Ani.

"Nobeta, would you like to be smaller?" Aini touched the big head in his arms and took the wand in his hand.

Transforming into a powerful magical creature like a fire dragon is still a little difficult.

"Huh?"

Nobeta screamed in confusion, but the expected dragon roared and turned into a sheep's cry, and her body fell lightly into the warm and familiar embrace.

"Huh!"

The sound of the sheep sounded again, but this time it was only satisfied and happy.

Aini caressed the soft little lamb in her arms, although it was easier to shrink Nobeta directly, but soft cuteness is king.

After petting the lamb, Aini remembered that she hadn't said hello to Hagrid yet, but as soon as she looked up, she found ......

There are not only two small vinegar jars playing here, but also an oversized one in front of you.

"It's still cuter." Hagrid complained smugly, Nobeta was meek in Ani's arms, as if the sheep were what it was.

Well, children tend to be more casual with their parents, and it's normal for friends to be polite when they come.

Hagrid hypnotized himself in his heart, thinking about Nobeta's usual interactions with him, and longing to tear a poignant tear on the spot.

"How will it be arranged in a while?" Ani asked Hagrid in a serious manner.

He couldn't help it, he didn't hold it up, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud, Hagrid's current appearance was so funny, the big man had a purer heart than most people under his fierce and rough appearance, sometimes like a child.

It suddenly occurred to Ani that if the lifespan of a giant was taken as the standard, Hagrid's age in his 60s was indeed not too old.

In fact, no one knows how many years the giants can live at most, they are not a friendly race, and there have been no dead giants since the Dark Ages.

If Hagrid had lived long enough, maybe Glopp would have broken that record.

"Is it okay in the chalet? I've got a lot of tangled vines for you. Hagrid wiped it on his face, turning his attention to the evening gathering.

"Of course, I've been missing your craft for a few days." Ani smiled happily, he is very glad to have such a friend, don't look at Hagrid's usual big attitude, but he is very attentive to his friends, and he can always touch you inadvertently.

Not everyone can remember your taste preferences, if there is, please cherish it.

Aini cherishes his friendship with Hagrid, and now that he has the strength to protect himself, in second year, it's time to do something for his friends.

Gently put Nobeta in the nest, and under the gentle touch of Aini, the already sleepy little dragon had fallen into a deep sleep.

But even in the midst of a sweet dream, the little guy still bit Ani's robe, for fear that he would run away while he was asleep.

After placing Nobeta, Aini took off her magic pouch, and the robe broke free of his body and draped it over Nobeta's body.

The whole set of movements is extremely familiar, as if it has been rehearsed thousands of times.

Ahem, in fact, this is the truth, I'm afraid that the most things that Ani bought since he was a child were clothes, and in the basement full of magical beasts in the Dorset family, I can't tell how many coats are left like this.

Because of this, in Diagon Alley, Mrs. Witt of the extraordinary ready-to-wear store is one of the most familiar with him.

When it comes to home, Ani misses Newt and Tina a little, they were in Spain when they corresponded the day before yesterday, and they wanted to go to Barcelona to have a good time.

Let's hope Newt's little ones don't cause trouble at the Olympics.

"Have a good dream, baby." With a final kiss on the lamb's head, Aini transformed Nobeta back into her original form.

Recall the meow phoenix who began to spread joy, and the two figures, one big and one small, left Dragon Valley lightly.

"How's it going?" Hagrid made small talk as he blocked a branch that stood in his way, and for his height, the leafy Forbidden Forest was not a good place to walk.

"It's okay, I went to Egypt twice, and I stayed in Geneva for about ten days, and everything went well. What about you? Ani stroked the soft baby in her arms, and her posture was much more leisurely than Hagrid's.

Some of the branches that annoyed Hagrid couldn't reach Aini at all, and those that could be scraped were automatically set aside as he walked along.

"Patrolling the woods every day, helping Professor McGonagall put together a list of things, the castle is a lot of money every day." Hagrid leaned down as he spoke, and his large, fan-like hands were like shovels, digging a plant out of the ground.

With his hand fiddling with the pink flower, the big man opened the placket and tucked it into his arms.

"Wild white fresh, the price is much higher than farmed food, and there are these things in the Forbidden Forest, and if I were to say it, I should keep out the annoying school directors, especially Malfoy, who everyone knows is a Death Eater who uses money to get away with it."

The thought of this made Hagrid huff and gasp, and he wanted to press the heads of every Death Eater into his chest and show them what color their hearts were.