"Whose letter is it?" Hermione asked, holding out her head.

"Hagrid."

"Hagrid? What did he say? Harley asked, eating the meatloaf.

Ted slathered his bread with strawberry jam, "Say it's about to be born?" ”

The friends were stunned for a moment, Ron pulled out the chicken leg bone in his mouth, and asked with a blank face, "Who is going to be born?" ”

Ted looked at him, "Noble. ”

"Who is Noble? Yes! It'......" he covered his mouth - Hagrid named the yet-to-be-born dragon Nobble!

Ted was worried that he was squirting the drumsticks.

"Let's go!" Hallie shoved the meatloaf into her mouth, wiped her hands casually, and got up to leave.

Neville: "I haven't finished yet~ I haven't finished yet!" Screaming as he was picked up by Ron and Jerry and dragged away.

The group of six left in a hurry, without attracting the attention of others. But Malfoy at the Slytherin table couldn't help but pay attention.

He has been staring at it, although every time he finds the field, he is beaten up, but he is indomitable~

It's the same this time, pulling Hanhan's follower, who hasn't eaten enough, and follows directly.

Speaking of which, more than a month has passed, and Ted has almost forgotten about this dragon egg.

It seems that the dragon eggs have been hatching for a long time, and today is May 5th, which is almost five weeks.

Hurry up all the way, for fear of missing it.

After all, ordinary people may not be able to see a fire dragon break out of its shell in their lifetime.

Not to mention the fire dragon, most people estimate that they have never seen a chicken break its shell.

This kind of opportunity is indeed a rare opportunity.

"Knock knock~"

The door opened, and Hagrid poked his head out, "You're here, come in, it's almost time to begin." ”

"In the morning I noticed that it was starting to shake and get more and more powerful, and I guess it was going to hatch. Fortunately, I found out that Ansu was playing near the Forbidden Forest, so I was able to inform you......"

Hagrid opened the lid of the furnace, and the egg did not change at all in the red coals.

Ted: It's good that it's not blackened.

The dragon egg shook every few seconds, and it seemed as if something was about to come out of its shell.

"Click~" suddenly there was a slight sound.

"Did you hear that? Do you hear that? Hagrid exclaimed.

"I heard it, I heard it, I didn't just hear it, I saw it!" Ron stretched out his hand, and a small crack had already appeared in the dragon's egg.

"Get it out, Hagrid. Can't put it in the stove anymore! Ted reminded.

"Yes, yes, let me do it." Hagrid hurriedly put on a thick dragonskin glove, which would make a leather hat for Ron and Jerry.

Wearing gloves, Hagrid took the dragon egg out of the stove and placed it on the table.

At this time, there were more subtle cracks, and the cracking sound of "click" was also dense.

A sharp, hard nose arched through an eggshell and stuck out.

"It's out, it's out! Oh my God~" Hagrid was so excited that he sobbed, as if the dragon in the egg was his own.

The whole process of breaking the shell lasted about five minutes, and with no one to help, the young dragon broke the eggshell and got out on its own.

The newborn baby dragon is not good-looking, like a large bat with a long wrinkled tail, or is it a small black rag with a small bulge on its back?

In short, there is no sense of majesty at all.

Ron and Jerry's expressions already revealed their thoughts: That's it? That's it?

However, after all, the fire dragon is the top existence among magical beasts, and five minutes after birth, it can already crawl around with its body propped up, chirp, and even spew out a mouthful of flames when Hagrid reached out to tease it, although it was only a lighter-sized fire.

Hagrid stared at the meat-eating dragon on the table, his eyes were so obsessed that his eyes couldn't be staggered: "This is a Norwegian spinyback." How beautiful it is~"Reach out~

"Whew~" The young dragon spewed another breath of flames. This time, it may have improved his strength after eating meat, and the flames were much bigger, and Hagrid's beard was partially burned.

"Oh, don't do that, Noble. You're a good boy for your mother, don't get angry at will~" Hagrid's attitude made Ron feel uncomfortable, and suddenly felt that he had eaten too much at noon.

Ron: Don't be a male mother!

Ted looked at the dragon eggshell on the table and said, "Hagrid, can you divide the eggshell with me?" ”

Hagrid waved his hand, "Take it if you need it." I've heard that dragon eggshells can be used to make potions. ”

Ted Juicy took a large number of eggshells. This stuff definitely works! At least the otherworldly knowledge that I got before can be used.

Of course, Ted didn't plan to make a prosthetic leg to wear, so be prepared.

Hagrid is a Hogwarts invisible rich man, and the farts mats at home are all made of unicorn hair, and he really doesn't care about this dragon eggshell, which is completely useless to him.

The other friends watched with great interest as the little dragon ate meat and breathed fire. Hermione, on the other hand, was worried.

"I read in the book that the Norwegian spineback dragon developed its fire-breathing ability earlier, and it could breathe fire at the age of one to three months, in the true sense of the word."

Ted adds: "In less than three months, at most a month, Noble will grow to the size of a cow and a horse, and then ......."

When everyone heard this, they looked around the hunting hut, as if they had seen the miserable scene of a gate shining and a fire burning out.

"Uh......" Hagrid was numb.

At this moment, Ansu's unique cry suddenly sounded outside the window: "Quack, it's horse manure~ Horse manure is peeking ~ Horse manure and horse manure ~"

Ansu screamed, and at the same time, he had already pounced, and he was pecking.

Good guys, none of the Malfoy trio are Ansu's opponents, Ansu's wingspan is seventy centimeters open, and the three of them are directly beaten by the head of the rat.

Then the victorious Ansu stood on the fence and laughed.

Ted: Through the window, they saw the backs of the Malfoy trio hugging their heads.

Neville was a little worried: "Malfoy won't snitch, right?" ”

Ted reassured, "Don't worry. Someone has to believe him if he tells the truth. It's okay to snitch students, but which professor will take care of Hagrid? ”

Don't tell me, Malfoy really didn't tell the professors.

But this grandson is so capable of showing off that he privately bragged to his classmates that he had seen a dragon hatch with his own eyes.

When he saw a fart, he saw those few glances, and it had been hatching for half a day, and he was caught by Ansu and had a big mouth.

Malfoy: Do you know how much psychological damage a big meal can cause to a twelve-year-old?!

Regarding Malfoy's bragging, the classmates also said: It's good if you're happy! You keep blowing, I'm listening~

In short, I don't believe it.

This made Malfoy angry, and in order to peek, he was beaten in the pocket, and you didn't believe the bragging.

He was determined that he had to find evidence and convince everyone. So they began to closely monitor the movements of the six.

Ted, of course, discovered Malfoy's anomaly - like a ghost in hanging boots, he had to follow everywhere he went, but his tracking skills were ridiculously poor, and he often pretended to look at the scenery when he was discovered.

Can you get down to business? Even if you bully men and women?!

In this regard, the six-member group can't just let him follow like this.

And so, the counterattack began.

For dinner that day, Malfoy once again impatiently bragged to his friends about how he had seen the young dragon break through its shell.

Of course, most of the content is imaginary, and with a click, a burst of fire, the egg breaks.

You're a bomb?!

Let what you say keep up with the battlefield, as if you have stepped on the thunder.

His friends all had a "please end it quickly" expression. Even Pansy, who had always been close to him, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She'd heard several versions of Malfoy's broodling in the past few days, dreaming of bombs, oh no, dragon eggs.

At this point, Ted approached, with a look of concern for you, and I was good for you.

"I really think that our young master Malfoy should go to Madam Pomfrey for some dreamless sleeping pills, so that he can daydream every day, and he will be easily delirious after a long time."

At this time, Jerry also leaned over and said to Ted, "Oh, my dear friend, you are always so kind-hearted, even to some little liars who are full of lies. ”

"Don't say that, I should do it." Ted smirked gentlemanly.

The people around him couldn't hold back their laughter.

"You two, two...... A mudblood, a freak! You, you, I, I ......" Malfoy's mouth was furious, and he didn't say anything.

As a result, a cold female voice came out next to it: "Slytherin deducts 20 points!" ”

Professor McGonagall walked over, her face frosty, "Malfoy! How dare you utter such vicious words! Two weeks of confinement! ”

Malfoy was dumbfounded, and wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth for a long time.

At this time, Ron grabbed the chicken leg and said to Ted and Jerry with a smile: "If you two continue to do this, our young master of horse manure will probably die of anger before he graduates." ”

Ted shrugged: "Then I suggest he open his mind!" ”

Jerry: "I wish him good health. ”

After the two finished speaking, they high-fived happily. The auditorium was filled with cheerful air~