From Hogwarts to Strixhaven.

Chapter 233 Dragon Raising Permission and Light Wheel 2077
"Remus, you look good today." Professor McGonagall looked Lupin up and down. This was the first time she saw Lupin so energetic after the full moon.

"Thanks to you, I'm much better now." Lupin replied with a smile, "I received treatment from Mr. Doom yesterday, and it was surprisingly effective."

"Really?" Professor McGonagall looked surprised. "I didn't expect he could really do it... Are you completely healed?"

"It's like I'm reborn!" Lupin patted his chest, full of energy, and didn't look like he hadn't slept the night before.

"What a surprise! I am so happy for you..." Professor McGonagall held her chest and wiped her eyes. "Does this mean that other patients are also..."

"Honestly, I'm not quite sure yet... I don't know whether Mr. Doom's method is a specific medicine for me or a generally effective method." Lupin shook his head and said, "Maybe I can find some time to ask clearly."

"If Mr. Doom's treatment is universally effective, it is definitely worth an Order of Merlin medal. The first class is not enough to recognize his contribution." Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "By the way, Remus. Now that your little illness has been cured, you can continue to teach at Hogwarts! - I mean, teach without worries - do you know that the students like you very much? I'm not saying that they don't like Sirius, but he..."

Professor McGonagall did not continue, the conflict between Sirius and Snape was obvious. When Lupin was trapped in the lycanthropy curse, the two of them had a fierce war over the score of the House Cup, and Sirius had applied to Professor McGonagall several times to increase the score limit.

Although the red and green scoring gems in the hourglass were like bungee jumping in an amusement park, they at least maintained a relatively balanced range. This was also the reason why Professor McGonagall did not talk to them alone.

"No one can refuse Hogwarts, Minerva," said Lupin. "It's just that I don't know if I'm as qualified as you think I am... because of my hairy little problem, I haven't stayed in the same place for more than half a year in a long time."

"It's time to start a new life, Remus. I believe you can do it." Professor McGonagall encouraged with a smile, "I will tell Dumbledore the good news! Finally, for a year we don't have to publish recruitment information in the Daily Prophet."

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It was another breakfast. Hermione dipped her bread in milk while flipping through the Daily Prophet in front of her. A piece of news caught her attention: "Has Hogwarts Magical Animal Breeding and Breeding Center obtained a license to breed dragons?"

"Fire dragon?" Ron turned his head and asked.

"Breeding and breeding?" Harry also looked at Hermione.

"What this means is that we can see the Norwegian Ridgeback that Ivy has been keeping in the castle." Hermione concluded.

"Her name is Norberta!" Ron corrected, "I fed her with my own hands! And she took a bite of me!"

Since raising dragons has become legal in Hogwarts, "feeding a dragon with your own hands" is no longer a violation of school rules, but a topic worth bragging about. Moreover, the value of this topic will grow along with Norberta's size. Ron seems to be able to see the admiring looks in the eyes of the lower grade students in the common room.

"When did you start caring about dragons so much?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously. "I remember that every time it was your turn to feed it, you felt like you were going to the execution ground... You were also worried that Ivy would accidentally release the dragon and burn down the entire castle."

"You must have remembered it wrong," Ron said firmly. "Remember? I have a brother who studies dragons in Romania. Maybe our whole family has a talent for studying dragons!"

"Very good, I'm looking forward to seeing you perform well in the Care of Magical Creatures class next semester." Hermione raised her chin proudly.

So Ron quickly changed the subject and talked to his good buddy Harry about the ponies on the ranch.

"They all have wings, don't they?" Ron asked. "The ones in the pasture?"

"Yes, because they are all Pegasus." Harry understood. "Hagrid hopes that the foals produced by different Pegasus will have the best qualities of both parents."

"Great!" Ron said fascinatedly. "Maybe in the future there will be a Quidditch game on Pegasus!"

"If we don't ride on broomsticks, can it still be called Quidditch?" Harry asked in return. As Gryffindor's Seeker, he didn't want the Quidditch game to see any changes to the rules.

"Speaking of broomsticks, Nimbus has placed an ad in today's Daily Prophet, using a particularly large space." Hermione turned over the Daily Prophet in front of her so that the two could read the content.

"Nimbus 2077!" Harry exclaimed.

"It adopts a groundbreaking and subversive new design. From now on, competitive broomsticks will enter a new high-speed field..." Ron read out word by word, "This is 2001 generations higher than the Nimbus 76... If you can use this, defeating Slytherin will definitely not be a difficult task!"

"The Nimbus Corporation must be very confident in its product," Hermione commented, "otherwise they would never spend so much money on such an extravagant advertisement in the Daily Prophet. Look, they even invited professional Quidditch players to review Nimbus 2077!"

"It's Aidan Lynch!" Ron's eyes almost lit up. "He's the Seeker for the Irish national team! A true professional Seeker! ... But everyone says he's always a bit reckless when flying."

Although Harry was always considered an excellent Seeker by his classmates and professors, he was a complete novice when it came to professional Quidditch. The only knowledge he had came from the book Flying with the Cannons that Ron gave him for Christmas, which told the stories of Ron's favorite professional Quidditch team. However, the Chudley Cannons had not performed very well in the past hundred years, and the last time they won the trophy was when Ivy was in his fifth year at Hogwarts.

Hermione shook her head and sneered at Ron's star-chasing behavior: "Besides Quidditch, can't you see anything else?"

"This is an ad for broomsticks!" Ron was confused. "And it's a competitive broomstick. Apart from things related to Quidditch, what else can you see on it?"

Hermione took out her wand and tapped the newspaper. Following the position of the tip of her wand, Harry and Ron saw a very familiar name.

"Why is Ivy also involved with Nimbus 2077?" Harry asked.

"Because he invented the patented spell of Nimbus 2077 - the Pneumatic Spell, which is also its technical core. It's all written in the newspaper." Hermione answered their doubts. "Ivy also obtained a lot of shares in Nimbus with this patented spell. I guess the seven Nimbus 2001s in Slytherin last school year must have something to do with him. Maybe they were given by Nimbus!"

Harry showed a horrified expression on his face: "What if they get seven more Nimbus 2077s this year? I want to help Wood win a Quidditch Cup before he graduates!" "Don't worry." Hermione comforted, "Slytherin won't buy seven latest models of flying brooms for a house competition, because they are very expensive! Look at 'Price negotiable'."

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"From today on, you are a free little dragon! Norbeta!" Hagrid's eyes were wet, and he looked eagerly at the black and wrinkled little dragon in front of him, "She is so beautiful!"

Nobeta's new nest is an artificial cave with a spacious interior, which can accommodate it even if it becomes a giant adult fire dragon in the future.

Ivy exchanged the knowledge of taming dragon beasts and pseudo-dragons in the DND world in the Grimoire of Destruction, and now he has successfully reached a partial consensus with Norbeta.

This smart little guy at least knows who not to mess with, and shows great interest in the food that Ivy brings.

Although it was not a wise decision to keep a flying lizard that could breathe fire on the edge of the forest, Ivy still tried her best to promote it. The main reason was that the Forbidden Forest belonged to the public property of Hogwarts, and Ivy would not feel bad even if it was burned.

"Oh my God! She still knows me!" Hagrid exclaimed.

Apparently in Norberta's opinion, Hagrid was not someone who was not easy to mess with, otherwise she would not have given him a "sweet kiss" so easily.

Norberta had torn Hagrid's woolen gloves and succeeded in setting his sleeves on fire.

"Compared to other fire dragons, Norbeta is obviously an obedient child, but I suggest you not to get too close to her, Hagrid." Ivy used magic to draw out the air near Hagrid's sleeves, causing the flame to go out due to lack of oxygen.

"Especially before you finish reading the two books I gave you." Ivy continued, "Remember? I am the real dragon researcher."

"Well..." Hagrid said wearily, dropping his hand from patting the flames. "How can I ever get that title like you?"

"Read a lot of reference materials, and then take one or two exams or something like that." The part that Ivy didn't say was that he had someone put the test paper into the office drawer of the Fire Dragon Research and Restriction Bureau.

"You know I've never been good at studying..." Hagrid looked at Ivy expectantly, "Is there any faster way?"

"Then don't let Norbeta arouse your love for fire dragons." Ivy spread his hands.

"Oh, no—" wailed Hagrid.

Ivy took out a large piece of fresh meat from the Grimoire of Destruction and handed it to Norbeta.

The little dragon brought its thorny head closer and carefully used its front few teeth to tear a piece of the steak from Ivy's hand. Then, in front of Hagrid's shocked and intoxicated eyes, it threw the meat high into the sky, and then breathed out a ball of hot flame to roast the meat half-cooked. Then it opened its mouth and rolled it with its tongue, and finally swallowed it whole.

"Good boy." Ivy nodded and threw the remaining half of the meat in his hand to Norbeta.

The expression on Hagrid's face could no longer be called respect, it was simply admiration.

"Nobeta can understand you!" Hagrid shouted loudly, startling a flock of birds in the Forbidden Forest.

"Nobetta is a smart child. She knows how to avoid hurting you." Ivy used her wand to create a stream of water to wash the blood off her hands, and continued to share her dragon taming experience with Hagrid. "If your clothes are set on fire by her, or her teeth leave wounds on you, it means she doesn't take you seriously."

"You need to earn Norbeta's respect, not let her treat you as prey," Ivy said.

"But she can't hurt me!" Hagrid spread out his palms anxiously. There were only a few blood marks under the torn woolen gloves. For a half-giant like Hagrid, this was not even a superficial injury.

"Even though it's hard for her to cause you any harm now, this is very necessary, especially when there are still many students in Hogwarts." Ivy cast a spell to make the bloodstains on Hagrid's hands disappear, and repaired his tattered woolen gloves.

"You definitely don't want to hear a screaming letter from an angry parent one day, asking Dumbledore why he let his child die at the hands of a dragon?" Ivy described to Hagrid a very likely future. Considering that there are always unexpectedly many naughty children in Hogwarts, it is understandable that some people plan to guest-star as dragon slayers while studying, but Ivy thinks this means giving the dragon extra food.

"If that happens, I'm afraid Norberta won't be able to live happily in Hogwarts." Ivy advised, "So for Norberta's sake and for your own sake, Hagrid. Promise me that you will study hard and master all the knowledge about dragon training, because you will definitely be in this school longer than me."

Hagrid nodded with tears in his eyes, as if he was frightened by the scene described by Ivy. For a person like him, the most intolerable thing is the death of a friend, not to mention that Norbeta is his favorite flying, fire-breathing lizard friend.

"I promise you, Ivy. I will take good care of Norberta!" Hagrid squeezed the little pink umbrella he placed behind his butt. Since he regained his innocence, he has carried his wand with him.

Fire dragons are not creatures that can be tamed by brute force. They are naturally wild and untamable. The blood of struggle fills every corner of Nobetta's body. Only powerful magic can make it surrender.

In order to make Norbeta understand and execute their instructions, Ivy and Xiaoyan spent a lot of effort, not to mention that its wildness always grows with its size. When Norbeta felt that his size was bigger than Xiaoyan, he bravely launched the first challenge. Of course, Xiaoyan, as the image of Strixhai Wenyuan, beat it badly.

As for Ivy, let alone, although the scales and skin of the fire dragons give them good resistance to magic, their eyes and noses are always their weaknesses. Ivy has many enchantment spells that can work directly through the eyes, and mental damage is also very effective for a young fire dragon.

After being severely whipped by Ivy using his mental power, at least Nobetta learned to obey and please Ivy.

(End of this chapter)