"Merlin!"

Draco looked at the egg obsessively, "You're really capable. I mean, a dragon egg that can be hatched smoothly is not so easy to get. My dad was—"

He stopped again.

But Hagrid didn't realize it at all, and just nodded proudly: "Of course! I dare say I've raised a ba—"

He also kept his mouth shut.

Obviously, each other has some little secrets that are not good for outsiders to tell.

As he spoke, the dragon egg moved again in the fire.

"It's moving!" Draco became excited, "Do you move too often? If he had done it more than three times an hour, he would have broken his shell today!"

Hagrid finally found his soulmate, and his voice grew louder and louder: "6 times! It is 6 times in 1 hour! He's about to break his shell!"

At this moment, no Slytherin or Malfoy is as important as the dragon in front of you!

And just then, there was another knock on the door of the wooden house.

Harry and Ron Hermione are over.

But helplessly, this time, except for Yaya, no one cared about them at all, and even Lin An stared at the dragon egg.

…

Draco looked almost mesmerized at the dragon egg in front of him, motionless in the raging flames.

Lin An also came closer to observe, and her heart was about to move, wanting to use the tongs to pluck it a little - after all, the eggs were on the fire, which always gave her the illusion of baking eggs.

And at this moment, the egg suddenly "kacha", revealing a deep crack, and began to tremble!

Everyone held their breath for a moment, Draco and Hagrid, one large and one small, moving their chairs to the fire, not even noticing their faces that were flushed with roast.

Hagrid's beard began to curl up a little, and he quickly flicked the dragon egg to the edge of the fireplace, away from the flames.

In the midst of this suffocating breath, the dragon egg cracked.

The poor little thing squirmed and fluttered up from within, like a crumpled black umbrella, with tender thorns on its wings—or bone spurs that would be hard in adulthood.

The body is jet black, the nose is long, the nostrils are white, the head has small bumps, and two large orange-red eyes bulge outward-

Hey, it's ugly.

Lin An complained in his heart.

And it's weird...... Take another look!

Draco and Hagrid said in unison, "It's so charming!"

The next moment, the little dragon sneezed, and a few sparks erupted from his nose.

Hagrid finally gave up his eyes to Draco and said heartily, "You have a lot of vision."

"Of course."

Draco straightened up with a reserved back, ignoring Hagrid's scruffy clothes and the smell of the room, but tentatively stretched out his slender fingers, gently, gently, like a feather, touching the little fire dragon's head.

The other party snorted, bit his finger back, and grinded back and forth at several angles.

Draco's empty left fist clenched, his cheeks flushed, and his gray-blue eyes were sparkling as if they were filled with diamonds.

And Harry, Ron and Hermione-

Squeezed next to him and Hagrid, I can't even plug in!

"Okay......

Ron muttered, "Draco and [Draco], are they family?"

Then he complained, "Even if we don't call Malfoy over, Charlie will definitely be able to solve this problem."

Draco came back to his senses, his eyebrows furrowed, and his gray-blue eyes stared at the red-haired freckled boy, "Charlie? Do you have a dragon brother? Didn't I remember he was in Romania?"

"You guess how many illegal formalities it takes to send a dragon from Hogwarts to Romania?"

He looked at Ron maliciously, "Perhaps...... You want to destroy your brother's job?"

Of course, he looked at Harry next to him, who was glaring angrily, and added with restraint

"I mean, it's possible."

"You!" Ron looked so angry that he was about to punch him in the face.

But Hagrid reacted, "Yes! Little Noble is so pitiful, he will die at any time on the way to Romania through illegal procedures! It's too dangerous, it's too dangerous!"

"What Noble?"

Draco and Harry looked at Hagrid together.

Hagrid looked up proudly, tears of emotion in his eyes:

"That's right, just now, I named it Noble - Noble, Noble, look at Mommy, where is Mommy?"

He pinched his throat and breathed as quietly as he could.

All:......

The little fire dragon spewed out sparks again, and it carried a wisp of black smoke.

"What is it going to eat?"

Draco interrupted Hagrid's motherly affection, then stood up and looked at the stuffed cabin:

"Do you want brandy and chicken blood?"

"Yes."

Hagrid couldn't wait to stand up, "I'm coming!"

…

On this day, they stayed late at Hagrid's hut, until Timber reminded them:

"Draco, it's almost seven. If you don't go back to dinner, you won't even be able to study at night."

Draco reluctantly and politely said goodbye to Hagrid.

Out of this hut, the cold and dry air made everyone's minds clear up instantly.

Harry let out a long sigh, and Ron looked even more exhausted:

"Oh my God! I'm starving, you're finally done."

"Don't blame me for that."

Harry was unceremonious, "I'm with Linan."

Lin An blinked, "Then I'm accompanying Draco - Draco, I think it's necessary for you to bring the snacks and sweets at home to share with us - it's really tiring."

Draco's eyes swept over Harry's head, then at Ron. He frowned, finally looked at Hermione, and then stared at Lin An's face expressionlessly:

"I don't understand the charm of dragons—okay."

"Tomorrow."

He reverted to his reserved and lazy demeanor: "I'll bring it tomorrow afternoon, when we come to see Noble."

"What?!

」

Hermione, Ron, Harry Trio: "Coming back tomorrow?!"

"Of course!"

Draco was surprised, "It's a dragon! How beautiful and charming it is—"

"Oh no, no, no!" Harry quickly refused, "I'll have Quidditch training tomorrow."

Ron hastened to follow, "I'm going to see Harry Quidditch training."

And Hermione ......

She looked at Lin An and laughed, "I haven't finished studying the study notes you gave me. Also, you just said that you Slytherin have to study together every night?"

She thought it was just tutoring some people.

Lin An nodded: "We organized it ourselves, and it is only for first-year freshmen."

There was envy in Hermione's eyes.

After all, in Gryffindor Tower, the flosing, chess, shouting and shouting of the boys are insulated from the word self-study.

So she's more often in the library.

But the ...... that followed him

She gave Harry and Ron a desperate look - these two, learning is just a lake, right?

There is no TOP heart at all!