Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

The story of Hagrid and the dragon is not very long.

A chance encounter with a dragon egg seller in a tavern and a lucky game of cards, that's all.

"I won it, and the man was kind enough to tell me how to hatch it. Strong liquor and a high enough temperature flame can help dragon eggs hatch, and the fire whiskey brewed by Madam Rosmerta of Hogsmeade is very famous."

"I made an appointment with her and would buy a batch every five days."

Hagrid looked at the fire dragon licking the mucus on its body in the flames, feeling both excited and nervous.

His words naturally made Harry understand why Hagrid was not in the hut tonight, and also made Hermione understand the source of the huge amount of firewood and the smell of alcohol in the hut.

Hagrid didn't drink the wine; it was fed to the dragon eggs in the cupboard.

At the end of his confession, Hagrid muttered, "It's still a while before it hatches," and "The Acromantula must have scared it."

"interesting..."

But at this moment, Ryan said in his heart.

He keenly noticed that the so-called 'dragon egg dealer' was a little strange.

Considering how precious the Fire Dragon Egg is, it's understandable that the other party would actually place it on the card table as a bet.

What's even more strange is that after losing the dragon egg, he was still kind enough to introduce Hagrid to the method of hatching dragon eggs.

And when Hagrid said that the man was wearing a hood and his appearance could not be seen clearly, Ryan was even more certain that there was definitely something wrong with the dragon egg dealer.

"What else did you talk to him about, Hagrid?"

he asked softly.

"Oh."

After seeing Ryan's expression, Hagrid was stunned: "I got the dragon egg at that time... I was too excited and drank a lot of wine - that person seemed to ask me some questions about magical beasts..."

He seemed to recall something, and his words became hesitant: "I remember talking to him about Lu Wei..."

He hesitated and told the story of the three-headed dog Fluffy - this three-headed dog would fall into a deep sleep as soon as it heard music and would hardly wake up.

"Hagrid!?"

Upon hearing this, Harry and Hermione immediately realized the problem: "How could you say this to someone?"

"I was drunk, and the guy was friendly... okay."

Hagrid tried to explain, but he obviously knew he was in big trouble!

He almost sobbed.

Ryan was looking at the fire dragon in the fireplace.

"Very good, now many questions have been answered."

He thought: "A dragon egg in exchange for information about the three-headed dog, and Hagrid being able to leave the hut for a while every five days... a very good deal."

Ryan sighed in his heart - the arrangement made by the mastermind hiding in the dark could indeed be called ingenious!

Of course, he did not forget to tell Hagrid that someone seemed to be secretly raising trolls in the Forbidden Forest.

It made the half-giant's expression seem almost empty.

He muttered things like 'Oh, I've let Dumbledore down' and 'I've completely failed in my duty' and looked like he might pass out at any moment.

Seeing this, Ryan certainly didn't dwell on it - things had come to this point, and there was no point in blaming Hagrid.

Harry, on the other hand, began to comfort Hagrid.

"Ow!"

At this moment, he saw that the humans in front of him were ignoring him.

The newly born fire dragon also spread its tiny wings in the fireplace and let out a roar.

It leaped out of the fireplace, opened its mouth, and seemed to want to spit dragon breath at the few people to prove its presence, but...

"Snapped!"

A cat's paw came from its side and knocked it to the ground with one claw.

"Ow!"

The fire dragon looked up angrily, and then saw the white cat beside it.

Its golden-red eyes looked down at the fire dragon, and then...

"Woo!"

The fire dragon's cry suddenly became a little timid.

It folded its wings, lay on its belly, rubbed the white cat affectionately and flatteringly, and was then knocked to the ground by the white cat again.

"Meow!"

The white cat glanced at the fire dragon, turned around, jumped next to Ryan, sat down, and began to lick its fur.

But Ryan was a little surprised.

Because he recognized the fire dragon's actions just now - they were actions of respect and obedience.

But you have to know... Fire dragons are also extremely intelligent and have arrogant temperaments.

They revere strength and typically only show deference to more powerful kin—making this behavior typically reserved for young dragons and adult dragons.

For example, a mother dragon and her offspring.

But just now, this newborn fire dragon did this to Friday.

"Could it be that fire dragons, like chicks, identify the first creature they see as their mother? I've never heard of such research results."

Ryan was a little confused.

At this moment, Hagrid, who had just been comforted by Harry and regained some of his mood, smiled like a mother after seeing this scene.

"Oh, look at that—my Norbert, what a lovely little fellow!"

He went forward and tried to tease the fire dragon, but the latter bit his finger.

But Hagrid didn't care: "You must be hungry... I prepared plenty of meat for you."

"Hagrid!"

Seeing this scene, Ryan couldn't help but called out to Hagrid: "You should understand - you can't keep it!"

He said to Hagrid seriously: "You must send it away. There is no room for another dragon in the Forbidden Forest."

After hearing this, Hagrid immediately showed an embarrassed expression: "Of course, of course I understand..."

He said tentatively, "But it's so small, Ryan, look at it - how can it be alone..."

"Ron told me that his brother Charlie works at the Dragon Sanctuary."

Harry also said decisively at this moment: "I think Ron will be happy to contact him when he wakes up."

He ignored Hagrid's expression, which looked like he was about to burst into tears.

After the attack by the Acromantula tonight, he had a very clear understanding of the harm that Hagrid's 'little hobby' could cause.

Seeing that Hagrid seemed to want to say something, Ryan spoke directly.

"Hagrid, you wouldn't be able to keep a dragon—it would only be dangerous in the Forbidden Forest!"

"I...I can raise..."

"No you don't! You didn't even figure out the gender of it."

Ryan pointed at the fire dragon: "Its horns are slightly curved, and the scales on its belly are dark blue, which means it is a female dragon. And Norbert is obviously not a suitable name for a lady!"

He knew everything so well that Hagrid was completely speechless.

Ryan didn't give Hagrid a chance to explain. He just emphasized, "You must send her away!"

So, the matter finally came to an end in Hagrid's extreme sadness.

Harry, Hermione and Ryan took Ron, who was still in a coma, and left Hagrid's Hut. Harry asked Hermione to go back to the girls' dormitory and decided to take Ron to the school hospital himself.

He had already figured out how to hide what happened tonight.

"Just say Ron got sick from eating in the kitchen!"

Harry said optimistically, "Madam Pomfrey is a kind elder. She may not delve into the matter of night wandering."

Ryan gave him a thumbs up and sincerely hoped that the professor that Madam Pomfrey would contact tomorrow would not be Snape.

After entering the castle, he said goodbye to Harry and Hermione and returned to his dormitory.

"boom!"

He slammed himself down on the bed.

Even he felt a little tired after this night's journey in the forbidden forest.

Centaurs, prophecies, acromantic spiders, dragons, hidden conspiracies, and the grand chess game played by Dumbledore...

"It's been a long night."

he muttered.

"Sorry, Friday—I'll prepare a bed and food for you tomorrow... Just make do with the sleepover for now."

He looked at the white cat that he had brought back to the dormitory and spoke softly.

Then, his breathing quickly became even.

When the white cat saw that he seemed to be asleep, it jumped onto the windowsill.

It looked out the windowsill and made a barely audible meow.

"hiss!"

There seemed to be a barely perceptible hissing coming from the wind outside the window, also too low to be heard.

Chapter 67 A Beautiful Day, Elements of Prophecy

The next day, when Ryan woke up from his sleep.

He saw the white cat Friday curled up on the windowsill and sleeping soundly, while the sunlight outside the window was already on the edge of his bed.