Hogwarts: Nagini captured at the start

Chapter 81 Roland's Reply

As Hagrid hesitated, Ron slapped his forehead excitedly and said, "Charlie, I just remembered that Charlie also works on dragon research in Romania. They say the base there is huge, with a very complete range of dragon species. There are vast mountains and rivers for the dragons to roam freely, and..."

Robin: →_→, kid, even if you praise the Romanian Fire Dragon Research Base to the skies, you've already lost just because Charlie secretly renamed Norbert to Norbert.

Now, the choice is in Hagrid's hands.

One is a small, sparsely populated dragon research base built on an island.

One is a large-scale, staffed dragon research base built in Romania.

Hagrid was inclined toward the second option, but he didn't want to disappoint Robin's kindness, so he proposed a compromise: send two postmen to inquire, and whichever one replied quickly and offered better adoption conditions would be the one to send Norbert to.

After the four left the hunting lodge, they wrote two letters explaining their current situation and handed them to the postman, Fatty, and Hedwig. All they had to do now was wait for a reply.

One evening a week later, after all the other students had washed up and gone to bed, Robin, Hermione, and Harry were still huddled in the lounge sofa, playing a game of "you give hints, I guess" on a whim.

Hermione was in high spirits, determined to win the Game King title; Robin wasn't very interested, but he would seriously consider each question; Harry... if Hermione hadn't glared at him, he probably wouldn't have even bothered to say a few words to get by.

These past few days, similar scenes of people staying up all night in the lounge have been happening every night. Because of the incident of the arrogant guy eavesdropping and spying, Robin and Harry had told Big Fatty and Hedwig that the reply should be sent at night when they left.

Ding ding! Ding ding!

As the clock struck midnight, the portrait cave was suddenly opened, but no one came in.

Is the Fat Lady bugged?

No, someone has become invisible!

Wow!

Ron took off the Invisibility Cloak and returned it to Harry, then raised his right hand and accused, "Norber is so mean! I kindly fed him a dead rat, and he bit me!"

"Look, the tattered handkerchief that wrapped my hand is almost stained red with blood. I have a feeling that if I don't get rid of it soon, it will cause even bigger trouble."

"Hagrid spoils Norber too much. Even though it was Norber who bit someone, he won't let me scold it. When I left the cabin, I could still hear Hagrid singing a Yorkshire lullaby to Norber."

"Ron, please tell me in detail how you fed Norbert the dead rat?"

Recently, Norber has indeed shown a tendency to grind his teeth, but Robin has given him a whole set of wooden, iron, and stone chew sticks and has also taught him not to bite people too hard.

So, when someone feeds dead rats, they're definitely not doing anything good.

Sure enough, Ron avoided eye contact upon hearing this, looking guilty and unable to meet anyone's gaze.

Hermione retorted, "If you don't tell us, we can just ask Hagrid tomorrow. It'll be the same thing."

Harry stared intently at his friend's right hand, which was wrapped in a blood-stained handkerchief. This time, he wasn't on Ron's side either. "If you don't tell me, don't even think about borrowing the Invisibility Cloak from me again."

"You guys, okay, I'll talk."

"I thought the skin of a dead rat would be hard to digest, and its internal organs would be full of toxins, so I found a pair of scissors and started skinning and gutting it. Norbert came over and tried to stop me, so I used the scissors to scare him."

"I swear I meant no harm. It got angry and started swiping around with its long tail. I was afraid it would knock over the aluminum bucket, so I picked it up. But the ground was too slippery, and I lost my footing, and then..."

"And then... the skinned and gutted rat carcasses were scattered all over the ground?" Harry exclaimed in shock.

"No, I... I brought the wrong bucket. I poured the skin and entrails from the bucket all over its head. I... I really didn't mean to," Ron said, pouting aggrievedly.

"Serves you right, biting you would be too lenient," Hermione said.

"Well, I think there's a reason why Hagrid not only didn't let you scold Norbert, but also hummed a lullaby to soothe him," Harry said, speechless.

"Ron, you'd better not see Norbert again. He holds a grudge. When he was still an egg, I was just curious and poked him a few times. The first thing he did after hatching was to pick up a twig and poke him back."

"But it's very clingy to you now. No matter how much you tease it, it will come running to you again in less than half an hour. Sometimes, it will even bring you a bouquet of flowers and a toy to apologize and make amends."

Ron felt increasingly aggrieved as he spoke. He felt that he had treated Charmander just as well, so why was Charmander so hypocritical?

"That's not the same! Can you unleash the red fireball that Nober loves to eat? Do you know the sequel to Dragon Ball (Robin said he was just trying to appease Nober)? You can guess what kind of mischief Nober is planning just by blinking or flicking its tail?"

Hermione's three consecutive questions left Ron speechless. Yes, you don't know until you compare; when you do, you're inferior to others in every way.

"Okay, I'll try to stay away from Norber as much as possible in the future," Ron said dejectedly.

Suddenly, a series of loud banging sounds came from the dark window. The four people exchanged glances and rushed to the window.

Then, a nimble, plump bird gently landed on the table. It lowered its body and hid its claws under its belly. Only when Robin took out a handful of fried rice did it extend its claws, which were tied with the letter tube.

As Luo Bin took out the letter, he glanced at the fat man who was pecking at fried rice, his expression shifting from amusement to satisfaction. He thought to himself: "You're as fat as a ball, how come you're doing this one-legged plug-to-socket thing with people?"

Big Fatty: ￣へ￣, mind your own business. Don't ask, the answer is 'Fat is below'.

"What did the letter say?" Harry asked.

"Come and see together."

Then, the four of them huddled together to read Roland Ruberle's reply.

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Dear little gentleman:

How are you doing at Hogwarts?

Thank you for writing to me. Coincidentally, there is an adult Norwegian Ridgeback mother at the base who has lost her cub and is overflowing with maternal love. I think that with the cooperation of my team and myself, that Norwegian Ridgeback cub will receive excellent care.

However, getting the cub to me would take a lot of effort. The best way is to send it to my nephew first, who will be coming to the Cornwall base next week.

Please remember that it is illegal to privately raise dragons. When transporting dragon cubs, you must avoid being seen by others.

Could you take the fire dragon hatchling to the top of the school's tallest tower this Saturday at midnight, where my nephew will meet you, and then, under the cover of darkness, take the fire dragon away?

I eagerly await your reply.

Roland Rupert

]

After reading it, the four people looked at each other in bewilderment!

The tallest tower in the school is the Astronomy Tower. Climbing it, especially with a fire dragon cub, is extremely difficult. Moreover, you might get caught by Filch or Mrs. Lorris while climbing.

"Um, how about we wait for Hedwig?" Ron suggested, pouting.

Harry shook his head disapprovingly. "Every day we delay increases the risk. Don't forget, Norbert changes every day, and Malfoy is watching us closely. We need to hurry and move Norbert away."

(End of this chapter)