After looking at it for a long time, he still felt that the little dragon that had just hatched was too small, and it was estimated that it was not full. That's why I chose to let it go.

Then he pulled out his wand and slowly unleashed an otherworldly spell at the iron pot.

Mana Convergence.

A spell that simply speeds up the recovery of mana, the effect is not too good, and the release of this magic also requires the use of mana, so that the magic that can be restored is a little pitiful.

But if it's for someone else, that's still great.

Just after casting the spell, the dragon egg really changed, and it kept rolling wildly. The dark green pattern became brighter and brighter, and it felt as if it was about to pop out in the next moment.

"Oh my God, Melda, what did you do?"

Hagrid, who was still defending himself, noticed the strangeness of the dragon egg, and his huge body hurriedly walked over and looked nervously at the pot.

"Nothing, just a favor for this little guy."

Melda pointed to the dragon egg in the pot and said, "The pattern on its body is really beautiful. ”

"Really?" Hagrid's face improved considerably. Pointing to the pattern of the dragon egg, he explained, "It's a new breed that has been magically transformed. ”

"They're born with some strange magic."

"Using magic?" Melda said curiously, it felt a bit like a dragon from another world.

At this time, the patterns on the dragon eggs are getting brighter and brighter.

It's really about to hatch.

This rare scene attracted everyone present.

Melda and the others just looked at the dragon eggs in the pot and waited for more than an hour.

Outside the window, the sky was getting darker.

From dusk to darkness, the January sun took only a few dozen minutes.

It's like I'm in a hurry to get off work.

After another ten minutes, the dragon egg became more and more active, and Hagrid had fished him out of the pot and placed it on the table.

Melda and Harry sat in their chairs, watching closely.

"Click, click."

Suddenly, there was a screeching scraping sound, and the egg cracked.

The crack grew wider, and the dark green dragon flapped its wings and crawled out of its eggshell.

It was a very beautiful cross between a Norwegian Ridgeback and a Welsh Green Dragon.

It has a large long nose, white nostrils, horn bumps on its head, and orange-red eyes that protrude outward.

The spine is covered with razor-sharp scales. Of course, these are not the most striking aspects of it. The most striking thing about this little dragon is that it is covered with strange patterns all over its body.

As the little one breathes, the patterns shimmer, which makes the hybrid dragon look even more magical.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Hagrid muttered, staring at the newborn dragon on the table, his face full of maternal light.

"It's beautiful." Even Hermione, who has always opposed Hagrid's dragon breeding, has to admit that this Norwegian spinback dragon is really beautiful.

"But what are you going to do next?"

"Where are you going to raise dragons?"

Hermione asked worriedly, knowing that keeping dragons without permission was a serious offense, and that if Hagrid was discovered, he would most likely be sentenced to more than three years in Azkaban.

"I'll keep it in the Forbidden Forest, trust me, no one will know." Hagrid reached out a hand and touched the dragon's head. The little dragon bit his finger with a bite, revealing its long sharp teeth.

"Oh my God, you see, he's so lively."

Suddenly, as if frightened, the Norwegian Ridgeback suddenly flipped its wings and spat out a mouthful of dragon fire towards the window.

The fireball was more than a meter wide, and Melda was keenly aware that there seemed to be wind involved in the dragon flame, which made the power of the dragon flame even more terrifying.

Harry and Ron quickly flew away from the deadly dragon flame.

When I turned around and was about to have a seizure.

Suddenly, Hagrid was heard yelling, "Who's where?" ”

"It's Malfoy!" Ron shouted.

"Blonde hair, Slytherin uniform. That's right, it's definitely Malfoy. ”

Seeing Ron's affirmative tone, Melda also looked at him with some curiosity, to be honest, he didn't even see the person outside the window clearly when he was standing in front of him just now.

Ron, who was standing on the other side, recognized it at a glance.

Is it the sensitivity of the rival in love?

"Why is Malfoy here?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"I guess they came with us." Melda said with a grin at Harry.

No, it came with you...

"He's boring then." Hermione was a little confused about Malfoy's brain circuits, and if he did come with them, didn't that mean he had been standing outside the house for more than an hour?

Just when the atmosphere was a little ambiguous, Hagrid suddenly stood up, glanced at the figure in the distance, then picked up his lamp, and said to the few young wizards present, "That kid seems to have run in the wrong direction." ”

Harry hurried back to the castle to tell the professors.

"And Noble will be out of your care."

"Noble? What Noble. Hermione asked, confused.

"That's it, little one, I decided to call it Noble." After speaking, he led the tooth and walked alone in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

"Oh my God, Malfoy has gone to the Forbidden Forest."

Everyone present finally realized what Hagrid meant by running in the wrong direction.

"He ran on his own, and it has nothing to do with us." Ron said faintly.

"Shut up, Ron." Hermione yelled at Ron, then turned to Harry and Melda and said, "We should get a message to the professors." Snape, in particular, was a student at their house. ”

"Okay, that's it." Harry agreed. Although he didn't like Malfoy, he didn't want to lose his life because of such a trivial matter.

But when Melda and the others discussed what to do, they didn't notice that the newborn dragon on the table was flapping its wings and flying out of the house.

By the time Melda saw it, the young dragon was almost at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Hermione. You go to the professors. ”

With that, Melda rushed out of the house, following in the footsteps of the young dragon, and plunged headlong into the Forbidden Forest.

The Norwegian Ridgeback was very important to him, and the patterns on its body contained strange magical powers, and Melda, who was struggling with the quantification of magic, would not let go of this opportunity to study.

"Melda!"

Harry didn't think much of it, and chased after him.

"Harry!" Ron wanted to go straight out, but he was already out of his legs but was grabbed by Hermione.

"Ron, you go and report to the professors."

"Why?"

Hermione, who had already trotted out, turned around and said lightly, "Because I know more magic than you." ”

She gestured to her little fluffy head. Then he ran into the Forbidden Forest without looking back.

"But—" Ron tried to stop Hermione, shouting to her that he had gotten stronger. Now he can even beat a wizard in the third and fourth grades.

But by this time, Hermione had already run into the Forbidden Forest, and now he was the only one who could report it.

Ron stomped his feet in annoyance, looked at the Forbidden Forest unwillingly, and then galloped towards the castle without stopping.