Chapter 138: Send Away the Trouble
"Hagrid," Hermione objected, "in two weeks, Noble will be as long as your house." Malfoy could go to Dumbledore at any moment. β
Hagrid bit her lip. "I- I know I can't keep it forever, but I can't just throw it away, I can't."
"I have another way," Charon said suddenly, "I can make it into a skeleton dragon so I can take it with me!" β
Everyone knew that he was joking, and they rolled their eyes at him.
Hagrid snatched the dragon over and glared at Charon.
"Just kidding!" Charon laughed and said, "But if this continues, Noble will be found and executed sooner or later!" That's when I really used it to make a skeleton dragon! β
When everyone heard Charon say this, they were even more worried! Hagrid's tears were pouring down.
Harry suddenly had an idea, and he turned to Ron, "Charlie- Ron, I remember you said that your brother Charlie is in Romania, studying dragons. We might as well give Noble to him. Charlie can take care of it and release it back into the wild. β
"Great!" Ron leaped to his feet, "That's a good idea, how's it, Hagrid?"
Hagrid agreed, and Ron immediately asked his owl to deliver a letter to Charlie.
The next week was like a year. On Wednesday night, there was a lapping sound in the dark window, and the owl brought Charlie's reply. Charlie agreed to their idea, and it was scheduled to take the dragon away at midnight on Saturday, taking advantage of the darkness.
However, things went wrong. The next day, Ron was bitten by the dragon and his hand was swollen to twice its size. Charon gave him some medicine, but apparently it wasn't quite right, and the wound turned an unsightly green color. Eventually, Ron was still lying in a hospital bed, looking very bad.
The three of them went to see him after class, and Charon said apologetically: "I'm sorry Luo, I'm not very good at detoxification, I haven't seen this kind of dragon poison, I thought it was fire, but I didn't expect it to be like this." β
Ron wasn't complaining, he was just worried about Malfoy, and the guy went into the hospital and threatened Ron, saying he was going to tell Madam Pomfrey what had bitten me. Everyone tried to calm Ron down.
"By midnight on Saturday, it's all over." Hermione said, but that didn't comfort Ron in the slightest. On the contrary, he sat up from the bed and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Saturday midnight!" "Oh, oopsβoh, oopsβI just rememberedβCharlie's letter was in the book Malfoy had borrowed, and he must have known we were going to get Norbor." β
That's really bad news.
Out of the hospital door, Charon pulled Harry behind, and their conversation was not for Hermione to hear.
"Harry," Charon seemed determined, "we can't put our hope in Malfoy's generosity, remember that suggestion of mine?" Erase Malfoy's memory. β
Harry panicked, "But if it's revealed, you're going to be fired!" β
"Don't worry," Charon said, "My method of erasing memories is very secretive, and as long as I don't examine it carefully, I won't be discovered at all." β
Harry was a little moved, "So what are we going to do?" β
"I've already thought about it," said Charon confidently, "you just have to provoke him a few words and lead him to a remote place, where I will be ready to succeed in one fell swoop!" β
Harry finally nodded in agreement.
After dinner, Harry walked past Malfoy and whispered to him, "You cowardly informer, come with me if you want, let's go head-to-head, and I'll make you even unrecognizable to your mother." β
The provocative words were so direct and effective that Malfoy's pale face immediately flushed, and he gasped and immediately chased after Harry.
Charon followed the two in seclusion, watching Harry take Malfoy all the way to a remote corner outside the castle, where Charon was ready.
Malfoy and Harry stood opposite each other, Malfoy took out his wand and said viciously to Harry: "This lowly trash, I will let you know how a child of a magical family like me crushed your ridiculous strength, I will let everyone know about your illegal dragon breeding, and you and those lowly friends will be expelled." β
At the same time that Malfoy was venting his anger, Charon had quietly activated the curse, which was the result of Charon's research on the "Target Confusion" spell in the dark world, and combined with the Mind Confusion Charm, it formed a simple Ecstasy Mind Charm. Of course, it is not very useful to deal with those powerful mages, but it is completely enough to deal with a small wizard like Malfoy.
The curse was unleashed silently and without a trace. Harry was on guard with his wand in hand, only to notice that Malfoy on the other side seemed to be looking awkward. His eyes began to drift apart, and his mouth began to mumble something that didn't match his words, and then his eyes began to close slowly, and he just stood there dizzily.
After a few moments, Harry heard Charon's voice in his ear: "Alright, that's it, then you can just talk to him as we said before." β
Harry was miraculously aware that Malfoy was slowly waking up, his eyes open, and his mouth began to say some insulting words to Harry. Harry was a little annoyed when he heard this, but he could only shout as Charon had agreed in advance: "Don't talk nonsense, let's see each other." β
Next, the two engaged in a duel that was unbearable to look at with a few first-year spells, and the result of the duel was that Harry was forced to lose as planned, and his wand was knocked away by the disarming charm. Malfoy humiliated him triumphantly before he walked away.
When he was far away, Charon came to his senses, patted Harry on the shoulder approvingly, and praised, "Yes, Harry is so good, you played really well!" β
Harry was still a little indignant, "Why do I have to lose? Why can't I just let him win? β
Charon explained soothingly: "The big husband can bend and stretch. If you win him, he will be angry and angry, which will affect the effect of the Confusion spell. It's a big deal! β
Although Harry was still a little unhappy, the problem was finally solved, and when Ron in the hospital found out, the stone in his heart was also put down. His injuries healed quickly. Only Hermione, who still looked anxious, wondered how Charon could be so composed.
The little dragon grew up day by day, becoming more and more ferocious, and even Hagrid couldn't control it, and this guy even bit Hagrid's leg. Charon is starting to dislike it too, and this ferocious beast is hard to like. Charon wanted to make it a skeleton dragon, but just thinking about it, he couldn't do it. After all, this little dragon was raised by his own hands.
It was a dark, overcast night when it was time to send the dragon away, and Hagrid had packed Noble into a large crate and was ready to go.
As midnight approached, they carried Noble up the marble steps of the foyer and down the dark hallway. It took a lot of effort to lift it to the top of the tower.
About ten minutes later, four broomsticks suddenly landed out of the darkness.
Charlie's friends are all cheerful people. They showed Charon, Harry, and Hermione the ropes they had improvised so they could hang Noble among them. They tied Noble safely to the ropes, shook hands with them, and said many words of thanks to them.
Finally, Noble is gone...... Let's go...... It's gone.
They crept down the spiral staircase, finally freed from the heavy burden of Nobel, their mood as light as their hands and feet.
Sending away the little dragon Norber, everyone's hearts seemed to have removed a heavy stone, and they were suddenly much more relaxed.
As the days passed, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, not only the weather, but also the heavy schoolwork and the upcoming first-year exams. The importance of this exam is self-evident, even Charon had to spend part of his energy on memorizing the content of those exams such as the history of magic and potions knowledge after class, as a member of the Shafiq family, he was too bad to lose his face!
Finally, it all came to an end, and on a hot afternoon, Charon finished his final exam in the Magical Biology class. This course is his dominant subject, Charon handed in the paper early, and waited for his little friend leisurely outside the field. The other three did not follow the flow of people until the bell rang. Charon, of course, knew that Hermione was checking over and over again in order to get a perfect score; Harry was racking his brains to see if his answer was correct; Ron, the guy, just hurried to fill the paper, and although the reasons were different, none of them dared to turn in the paper in advance as leisurely as Charon.
No matter how well the test went, it would be a week away. Now all every little wizard has to do is put aside the books and cheer to themselves, they are liberated!
When the four of them got together, everyone discussed where to go to be happy and have a good time.
Somehow, it was probably Hermione who had to pair up with Charon for test answers, and the conversation shifted from Potions class to Snape.
Seeing that Harry was worried about Snape's theft of the Philosopher's Stone again, Charon comforted him, "Don't worry about it all the time, that should be the professor's concern." Besides, you see, all this time has passed, and nothing has happened. β
Harry nodded, relieved. Hermione suddenly remembered a question: "It's really strange to say, Malfoy seems to have gotten better, and he hasn't exposed Xiaolong for so long." βγ
She turned her head to the other three and noticed that everyone seemed to be holding back their laughter, especially Ron, who couldn't hold back his breath.
"What are you hiding from me? Could it be you, Charon? You won't really ββ? Hermione had almost guessed, and she looked angry.