A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

"Pure blood!"

Enter the password to enter the room.

Without any delay, the two entered the dormitory.

"Aaron, something terrible has happened, something really terrible," Crabbe said breathlessly.

"What's going on?" Aaron asked calmly, looking at the two of them. "Where's Draco?"

"There's a curfew, didn't he come back with you?"

“He’s the one who sent us to inform you,” Gore added anxiously, panting. “There’s no time, you have to come with us.”

"Calm down, everyone. What exactly happened?"

"Gore, you tell us."

"Harry Potter, Ron, and Hermione...they, they..."

"what happened?"

"They took Abe to Hagrid's place."

"What?" Aaron's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stood up from the bed. "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

“Absolutely not. One of us might be mistaken, but it’s impossible for all three of us to be wrong,” Crabbe said.

"Good heavens, I knew Hermione would ask me to borrow Abbey! Turns out it was all planned!"

Hagrid, you big, handsome guy, you actually resort to such underhanded tactics? We really misjudged you.

“Exactly, we wouldn’t believe it if we hadn’t seen it with our own eyes,” Crabbe said. “Aaron, you should go and check it out!”

“I’ll go right away.

"You two stay in your dorm and don't come along."

"But..."

"No buts, listen to me."

"I'll explain to Draco." Aaron's tone left no room for argument; he felt that Abe's identity might not be able to be kept secret any longer.

In that case, we should minimize the impact as much as possible, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

Crabbe and Gore nodded to each other; they were willing to stay in the dormitory and sleep rather than go back.

They could manage a quick night run, but if they had to do it again, they probably wouldn't make it halfway.

Aaron quickly changed his clothes, and just in case, he took out a spare pet outfit from the closet.

After leaving the Slytherin common room, he ran wildly toward the Forbidden Forest.

Hopefully it's not too late, my silly dragon, you must protect yourself, and you absolutely mustn't take off your clothes!

Unbeknownst to him, shortly after he ran out, Mrs. Lorris emerged from the shadows, her cat-like eyes gleaming as she watched the figure running wildly in the moonlight.

......

Click!Click!

A dozen minutes later, Abe finished eating the eggshells scattered in the hut.

Although it was only 80% full, it still patted its belly contentedly.

It looked around, its gaze sweeping over Hagrid, Harry, and Ron before settling on the young lady whose owner had asked it to keep him company.

He immediately walked over and then lightly leaped to Hermione's side.

"Come here!" Hermione beckoned to Abbey and, under Hagrid's longing gaze, took him into her arms.

"Hermione," Hagrid smiled sheepishly, "Abel seems pretty well-behaved, so do you think I could... you know what I mean?"

"I'm afraid that won't work."

When he's sober, Abbe won't let strangers touch him.

“She’s telling the truth, Hagrid,” Harry laughed. “We’ve been feeding it for days, but it bares its teeth in protest whenever we put our hands near it.”

I suggest you don't try it; you might get bitten.

"Haha! I'm not afraid of that." Hagrid said, sticking his finger into Norber's mouth.

The next moment, Norber bit the giant's finger.

But Hagrid remained unmoved. He was a grown giant with thick skin and flesh. The bites of a baby dragon less than an hour old might cause some harm to a child, but to him it was just a tickle.

"I see, Abe's teeth can't possibly be sharper than a dragon's!"

However, after showing off for only three seconds, Norber coughed and spewed out a fist-sized flame from its mouth, with Hagrid's fingers taking the brunt of the attack.

"Hiss!" Hagrid gasped, quickly putting his fingers in a glass of water to cool them down.

After a long pause, Hagrid looked up and met three pairs of amused eyes, and said with a forced smile, "That was a bad example."

Of course, this is also a practical way of telling you that no matter what, unless you are absolutely certain, never put your body in front of the dragon's mouth.

puff!

All three of them couldn't help but laugh, and Hermione hugged Abel a little tighter. "Hagrid, you should probably rein in your thoughts!"

If you try to force me... I don't want to see Abe bite you.

"It's fine!

Besides, Abe can't breathe fire, so he's not that dangerous.

Okay, let me try. If it doesn't agree, I'll give up immediately.

“Alright!” Hermione nodded hesitantly. She didn’t want to agree, but she knew that Hagrid would never be satisfied without giving him a chance.

Hagrid was overjoyed and nervously, excited and apprehensive, he stretched out his huge hand to Abe.

Abel, however, didn't seem to care. Just as Hagrid's hand was about to touch it, it jumped from Hermione's arms onto the table, perfectly dodging the attack.

"Alright!" Hagrid shrugged. "The first attempt failed."

Hermione chuckled speechlessly, and just as she was about to pick up Abbey, she noticed that the little guy was staring at Norbert in front of her.

"Stop fooling around, that's a dragon, don't get too close."

Be careful not to get burned by the dragon's breath.

Ignoring Hermione's warning, Abbey walked straight ahead and stopped about twenty centimeters in front of Norbert.

The two dragons stared at each other at close range. Norber shook his head, puzzled. He could feel the throbbing in his blood; the one opposite him also seemed to be a dragon.

Abe, meanwhile, curiously observed Norber. This was the first time it had seen a dragon other than itself, and it was completely different from the illustrations in the encyclopedia; it was a living, breathing member of its own kind.

But after watching for a while, a faint hint of disdain appeared in its eyes.

This dragon isn't as good-looking as this one.

"Harry, did I just see that right?" Ron rubbed his eyes. "Why does it seem like Abel doesn't like Norbert?"

"I think I saw it too."

It felt strange; the way he looked at us was very similar to the way Draco looked at us.

“Impossible!” Hagrid said unhappily. “This is clearly a historic meeting between two magical creature cubs, how sacred!”

You must have seen wrong.

"Never mind that, just separate them quickly."

Don't forget, Abe is right in front of the dragon's mouth; it's too dangerous."

"It's alright, Hermione."

Abe and Norbert are probably both cubs, and they might just be curious about each other's identities.

"There won't be any problems," Hagrid said calmly.

While it's not uncommon for magical creatures to fight, it's extremely rare. Only adult magical creatures resort to fighting to resolve issues such as food, territory, and mates.

Unless they are natural enemies and receive a warning from their bloodline, the cubs generally do not have any major conflicts.

Seeing Hagrid's certainty, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Hagrid was, after all, the forest ranger, and he frequently dealt with the creatures of the Forbidden Forest. In this respect, he was the authority at Hogwarts.

Abe glanced at Norber with a hint of disdain and was about to leave when he saw a few eggshells on the table, and his eyes lit up instantly.

It slowly walked behind Norbert, bent down, and picked up one of the pieces.

Click!

A clear, crisp sound seemed to signal the start of a battle, and the hearts of everyone present were in their throats.

“Hagrid.” Harry looked at the two magical creatures on the table and couldn’t help but swallow. “Even though I’m not very well-read, I can still tell.”

This... could be considered a provocation!

“This…” Hagrid hesitated before nodding, “Obviously, yes.”

"It should be fine, right?" Ron asked, his lips twitching.

"I don't know, this is my first time raising a dragon."

The book doesn't mention what happens when a young dragon is provoked.

Upon hearing this, the group looked at Norbert nervously, hoping that the Norwegian Spinosaurus would be more tolerant and not stoop to Abe's level.

But things didn't go as planned. Norber was also a dragon, and although he was newly born, he knew what the dignity of a dragon was.

To gnaw on its shell in front of it is tantamount to rubbing its dragon face on the ground, something no dragon could tolerate.

The next moment, Norber tilted his head back slightly, and small red spots appeared on his neck, growing darker and darker.

"Oh no, separate them quickly!" Hagrid shouted.

Chapter 54 Let them fight.

Hagrid's warning came a little too late. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a ball of blazing dragon flame, carrying an aura of destruction, rushed toward Abe to everyone's horror.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone's heart skipped a beat.