Chapter 77: The Emotional Teaching Class of the Straight Man (Second Update)

"Light, I really didn't mean it. It's just that the two jars for salt and sugar look exactly the same!" Chang Chu followed Wright and walked towards the outside of the castle.

"But I think that even if the colors of the two jars are the same, normal people will at least taste the taste when making chocolate." Wright, who had been in a coma for nearly an hour, walked in front and said with a stinking look on his face.

At this time, Wright's voice was still a little hoarse. The big mouthful of salted chocolate just now was too powerful.

"But I only made this chocolate in the morning!" Chang Chu raised his voice, "Isn't it okay that I was a little confused at that time?"

Wright was immediately startled by Chang Chu's tone and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Don't!" Wright suddenly stopped, and Chang Chu, who had no time to control his body, bumped directly into his back. "We have known each other for so many years and we both know the truth. Don't speak in this tone!"

"But the Lun family really just forgot about it!" Chang Chu secretly rubbed his somewhat red face and continued to murmur.

"You..." Wright turned around, reached out and grabbed Chang Chu's face with both hands, and then pulled him to both sides.

"Li Chengmo (what are you doing)?" Chang Chu's mouth was opened by Wright's movement, and he said a little vaguely.

"I'm using my own method to shut you up." Wright said viciously, "If you dare to speak in this tone again, I will definitely find a remote corner to bully you until you can't say a word. !”

I don't know if it was because Wright's fingers pinched too hard, but Chang Chu's face suddenly became very rosy.

After a while.

"Light, where are we going?" Chang Chu, who had returned to normal, held Wright's arm and asked as he walked, "We have a magic class in the second period in the morning!"

"I'll take you to see a good baby!" Wright tilted his head and said excitedly.

"But now?" Chang Chu looked at the direction they were walking. This was the way to the Forbidden Forest. Thinking of what Wright had just said, she blushed again: "It's not good, is it?"

"What are you thinking about?" Wright touched Chang Chu's face, "I'm taking you to see the little dragon break out of its shell."

"Oh, okay, I understand, just wait a moment..." Chang Chu seemed to be unable to listen to anything at this time.

…

"Hagrid?" Wright stepped forward and knocked on the door of the cabin.

Behind him, Chang Chu had a dark face, crossed his arms, and looked at Wright's back coldly. I'm already mentally prepared. Why did you bring me here to see the Norwegian Ridgeback? Why don't you go play with the big squid under the big lake?

Hagrid opened the door in the room, his face flushed and he looked very excited.

"Lite! You're here! Come in! It's going to be born today!" Hagrid said happily, "Oh! And Chang Chu! Come in too!"

Unaware of it, Leiter pulled Chang Chu from behind and walked into the house together with a smile on his face. This was the first time for Wright to see the scene of the dragon emerging from its shell, and he didn't want to miss it.

The cabin was as hot and stuffy as it had been a few days ago, and the dragon egg that was about to break was placed on the table by Hagrid, shaking from time to time.

Wright took Chang Chu and sat down together. He didn't say anything, but just looked at the dragon egg on the table quietly.

Not long after, there was another knock on the door. Hagrid stood up and opened the door. Wright looked up and saw the Gryffindor trio. It seemed that the three of them came to the wooden house right after class, and they all looked out of breath.

At this moment, there was a slight clicking sound, and Wright focused his attention on the dragon egg on the table again. Just when the trio arrived, a deep crack had opened on the dragon egg. It seemed like something was constantly moving inside, making a funny clicking sound.

But it was precisely because of this that Wright didn't notice Chang Chu standing up from his seat next to him, directly met Hermione who had just arrived, and squeezed into a sofa in the room with her. The two boys, Harry and Ron, sat next to Wright.

Suddenly, the dragon egg on the table shook again.

Everyone in the room except Chang Chu moved their chairs closer to the table. Hermione, who couldn't move, was watching the dragon egg on the table as closely as everyone else. Harry and Ron even held their breath.

Then, with a harsh scratching sound, the dragon egg completely cracked from the inside, and a small, wrinkled dragon poked out. The little dragon first stretched out its dragon wings that were still covered in transparent mucus, and then waggedly raised its head to look at this world that was very strange to it.

The young Norwegian Ridgeback is not pretty, just like a wrinkled black umbrella. The body proportions don't seem to be coordinated either. The spiny wings look particularly large compared to the thin, black body. Xiaolong also has a long, big nose with white nostrils, two small horns on his head, and orange-red eyes protruding outward.

Suddenly, the little dragon twisted its body again, and after shaking off all the eggshells that were still stuck to its body, the little dragon sneezed, and spewed out a few scattered sparks from its nose.

Then, the little dragon made a low roar.

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief, and Wright, who had been maintaining the same posture on the chair, also stretched.

But before anyone could say anything, Wright suddenly asked Harry and Ron beside him: "Harry, did you invite anyone else here?"

"No!" Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa with Chang Chu, spoke first.

"Yes! How could we tell other people this kind of thing!" Harry said, his head suddenly shaking like a rattle. It's just that while Harry was talking, he recalled that when he had breakfast in the auditorium in the morning, his conversation with Ron and Hermione seemed to be overheard by someone...

"Then how do you explain the gentleman outside the door?" Wright stood up, opened the door of the wooden house, and brought Draco, who was already fixed by the shadow and stood by the window to peek inside, into the wooden house.

"Mr. Draco Malfoy of Slytherin House." Wright said slowly, looking at the pale Hagrid, Harry and Ron.

"Humph, five students and a ranger are raising dragons together in Hogwarts Castle. Even Dumbledore can't protect you this time! I said it!" Even if Wright controlled him, Della Ke still looked smug, "You will be kicked out of school soon! Po Te!"

"Pah!" Wright slapped Draco on the head.

Draco looked at Wright in disbelief: "You mud..."

"Mud?" Wright smiled coldly. This time he didn't use his palm, but directly hit the chestnut hard.

Wright's knuckles came into contact with the top of Draco's head, making a crisp yet somewhat deep muffled sound.

"How dare you hit me?" Draco covered his head and squatted on the ground with a look of pain on his face, "My dad has never hit me!"