Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

Seeing how serious Witt was, Draco could only nod and promise, "I understand. I will stay with Goyle and the others these days."

Draco was overjoyed, but things were terrible for Harry.

“We must get the dragon out of here,” Fred shouted. “We can’t let it stay here any longer.”

“If Draco tells his father about this, Hagrid will definitely be thrown in Azkaban.”

Hagrid gazed longingly at the newborn dragon, his eyes brimming with tears.

"No, you can't be so cruel, it's only just been born."

“Hagrid?” Fred said sternly, “If you’re not cruel to it, the Dementors will be cruel to you.”

"We have no other choice."

Compared to Harry and Ron, who had just enrolled, Fred, being older, clearly had a more comprehensive understanding of the wizarding world.

“Dragon? Isn’t Charlie a dragon keeper?” Ron suggested, “Why don’t we contact Charlie?”

“It’s too late,” Fred said, shaking his head. “Once Draco mails the letter, the Ministry of Magic will be here tomorrow. We have to act tonight.”

Chapter 63 Fire Dragon Transfer

"tonight?"

Harry asked, puzzled, "Where can we take him tonight?"

"It doesn't matter where it's sent, it just can't stay with Hagrid."

Fred forcibly snatched the dragon from Hagrid's hand, casually stuffed it into the iron pot next to him, and whispered, "We know a secret passage that leads to Zoko's Magical Joke Shop. We can leave the dragon with him for now."

"Then contact Charlie and have him come and take the fire dragon away."

"In short, the dragon must not remain in Hagrid's hands, otherwise it will be too late when the Ministry of Magic arrives tomorrow."

Seeing that Fred had set a date in just a few words, and that it would be tonight, Hagrid couldn't hold back any longer.

"No."

Hagrid lunged at him.

"George, grab him!" Fred, clutching the iron pot containing the fire dragon, leaped and bounded around the room, trying to evade Hagrid's capture.

"I?"

George pointed to himself, then glanced at Hagrid's massive size, and decisively chose to step aside, making room for Hagrid.

"Grab my ass. If he had the strength to grab Hagrid, the first thing he'd do would be pin you, Fred, to the ground and beat you until you're begging for a beating."

Noticing George's behavior, Fred angrily berated him.

"George, you just wait."

Before he could finish speaking, Hagrid caught up and snatched the iron pot from George's hand.

"Hagrid."

Harry stepped forward and whispered something; he really didn't want to see Hagrid sent to Azkaban.

"I know I know."

Hagrid said wearily, "I just wanted to see it one last time."

He stared at him for a full half hour, until it got dark and Harry was about to leave, when Hagrid reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Harry, take these things with you too. There's food and toys I prepared for him in there."

Watching the group of five leave the cabin, Hagrid could no longer contain his emotions and wiped away his tears with his dirty handkerchief.

Hogwarts.

Witt jumped out of bed.

"What? They're sending the fire dragon away today?"

"Yes, Master, I heard it with my own ears."

The snake demon's words made Witt speed up his dressing process; he couldn't let this only chance slip away.

He originally planned to stay behind the scenes, but this time he probably has to step in himself.

“Snake Demon, you take Wenda and lure McGonagall to Harry, then find Filch, knock him out and hide him. I'll deal with him.”

"I'll go stop Harry and the others right now."

Witt took out a bottle of Polyjuice Potion and a strand of Filch's hair, cast a Disillusionment Charm on them, and walked out.

It was truly a case of being prepared for any eventuality; it actually came in handy.

Hopefully it won't taste too bad.

Just as Filch's hair swayed for a moment, Witt gulped down the Polyjuice Potion, a contorted expression on his face.

It tastes like the Guangdong lucky orange.

It was both sour and bitter.

The Squib Keeper of Hogwarts, that's just the right flavor.

Finding a secluded corner, Witt changed into Filch's clothes, cast an illusion spell, and headed towards the castle gate.

He was going to follow Harry and make his move once he received news of the Serpent Lord.

the other side.

Harry and his friends, wearing invisibility cloaks with their feet sticking out, ran toward the secret passage Fred had indicated.

Just as they were about to enter the secret passage, a voice interrupted them.

"Ha, I've got you guys."

Witt imitated Filch's voice, running out from a corner of the castle and reaching directly for the invisibility cloak.

“Fools, your feet are sticking out.”

"Run!" Fred shouted, grabbing the fire dragon and trying to break through the encirclement.

How could Witt possibly give them a chance?

He pulled the two back with just a little effort, and accidentally knocked the box containing the fire dragon to the ground.

The little dragon was thus exposed to everyone.

George quickly took off his wizard robes, trying to make a final struggle, but McGonagall's voice immediately froze the five of them in place.

"Harry, what are you doing here?"

McGonagall had been chasing a dark figure when she unexpectedly ran into Harry.

"professor."

Witt grabbed George and Fred and walked over, mimicking Filch's manner of speaking: "I caught five students out for a night stroll, and they were carrying a strange creature in their arms."

"It's right there."

Witt lowered the lantern a little, and a small, thin fire dragon came into McGonagall's view.

In that instant, Witt saw the anger above McGonagall's head turn from feigned to real.

She was even more fiery than a dragon, as if she would breathe fire at any moment.

Witt quietly retreated and left, leaving McGonagall alone to face Harry and his group of five.

"I can't believe you're here, especially with a young fire dragon."

"Except for George and Fred."

McGonagall's eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Explain it yourself."

Even though no strong words were used, everyone could feel the suffocating pressure.

Everyone kept their heads down, not daring to look McGonagall in the eye.

McGonagall bypassed the others and went to the little fire dragon that was howling on the ground. She gently probed it with her wand, and then gave up.

This is a living, real fire dragon, not a toy or a fire dragon model.

"Where did you get this from, fire dragon? Do you know what a serious crime it is to keep a fire dragon?"

"I can't believe that my students are so eager to join Azkaban before they've even graduated."

McGonagall's emotions completely erupted.

"Never before have I felt as ashamed of the Gryffindor students as I do today. You have all disappointed me greatly."

“Gryffindor loses two hundred... no, three hundred points.”

"All five of you stand still here and don't go anywhere. I will tell Professor Dumbledore about this."

"Perhaps I should expel you. It would be better for you, for Gryffindor, and for Hogwarts."

"Drop out!" Hermione suddenly looked up, her eyes pleading with McGonagall, and she even considered betraying Hagrid several times.

But Hermione's words remained stuck in her throat until McGonagall used magic to put the dragon back in the box and slowly walked away.

Hermione didn't completely explode until McGonagall left.

“Harry Potter, and you, Ron Weasley!” Hermione screamed, grabbing her hair. “I told you guys not to go, not to go! It’ll get us and Hagrid into big trouble!”

"If it weren't for us, Malfoy would never have gone to Hagrid's side. We led him there, which led to the current trouble."

"If I get expelled, I will definitely use the spell Quirrell taught me to deal with fairies to get my revenge on you all."

Harry kept his head down, completely ignoring Hermione's words. He felt as if his stomach and internal organs were twisted together, so congested that he couldn't breathe.

If he were expelled from Hogwarts, he would have to go back to the Dursleys, back to that cramped, dusty place where you could see spiders on the bed all the time.

And so he spent his entire life living under the stairs, his life cut short.

no, do not want.

Harry made up his mind that if he was expelled, he would run away from the Dursleys, go to Diagon Alley, go to Hogsmeade, go...

In short, no matter where he goes, even if he dies, he will die in the magic world.