Chapter 57: Draco is Unspeakable
In just one week, Novia's body expanded three times and became nearly two meters long.
It's because this is Hagrid's private lounge. If it were a smaller room, it wouldn't be big enough for him.
At this time, Hephis was feeding Novia rock cakes, and the little guy was biting them with a "crunching" sound.
Rock Pie is Hagrid's exclusive food.
It was hard for Hephis's reinforced teeth to bite, but the taste was really good.
However, the little guy obviously treated the rock cake as a teething stick and only bit it but did not swallow it.
Hagrid now claims to be Novia's mother.
But in Novia's eyes, Hagrid's words were just bullshit and she ignored him completely.
Hephis is the only one that Novia is willing to get close to now. Whenever Hephis comes, it will take the initiative to come forward and get close to him.
Hagrid always felt sour every time he saw it.
Every time it was Hephis' turn to take care of Novia, Hagrid would find a reason to hide away.
You have to know that Hagrid didn't want to be separated from Novia for a second before, and even stopped working in the hunting grounds.
"Hephis, Novia is growing too fast. If it continues like this, this house will soon be too big to accommodate it." Hermione stood aside, her eyes full of worry.
"Don't worry, Hermione. Draco has already found a solution." Hephis said, scratching Novia's chin.
Although the little guy doesn't feel very good, it's fun to tease him.
"Draco? What can he think of?" Hermione was very skeptical about Draco's intelligence.
"Hermione, don't underestimate every pure-blood family. Their foundation is knowledge."
"Has he figured out a solution?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Do you know Newt Scamander?"
"I know! He's a famous magizoologist, and he wrote 'Fantastic Creatures and Where to Find Them'." Hermione said proudly.
Because of Novia, Hermione has read a lot of books about magical creatures recently.
"'Fantastic Creatures and Where to Find Them' is really good." Hephes said thoughtfully.
"Tell me quickly, what does this have to do with Mr. Newt?" Hermione asked anxiously.
"Draco mentioned this. Newt has a magical box. All the magical creatures he raises are placed in that box."
"Invisible Extension Charm? But how can it be so big?"
Because of Hephis's bag, Hermione also read a lot of books about the Traceless Extension Charm.
The key point mentioned above is that it is illegal to use the Traceless Extension Spell without permission.
Also, the Traceless Stretching Spell has its limits.
Hephis shook his head slightly. "I don't know, but Draco did say that the box is very big. Not to mention Novia, even ten adult dragons can fit in it."
"So let Mr. Newt take over?" Hermione frowned.
"The box. The point is the box."
"Even a box won't work! Mr. Newt still has to raise magical creatures, he definitely won't lend it to us!"
Hephis was helpless. This little girl was usually very smart, but she couldn't understand this.
"Draco has already found a way to buy a box that can hold Novia. We just need to put Novia in it when the time comes."
"Oh oh." Hermione covered her face, her brain was blank.
"Okay, Hermione, don't worry. Draco is still reliable." Hephis said.
Just then, Draco rushed in in a hurry.
As soon as he entered the door, he said to Novia with a doting look on his face: "Novia, do you miss your brother?" He completely ignored Hephis and Hermione.
Novia snorted, sending out sparks.
"Look, Hephis, Novia responded to me." Draco seemed very excited.
Hephis rolled his eyes. He really couldn't bear to watch Hagrid and Draco.
It was still a little difficult for Draco to talk to Hermione, but Hephis didn't dare to get angry around him.
Just try to ignore it when you can.
Hermione didn't really care about this because she didn't want to talk to Draco either.
"Draco, how's the box?" Hephis knew that Hermione was still worried, so he asked directly.
"Box..." Draco's smile froze instantly when he heard this question.
"What's wrong?" Hephis was speechless.
He had just finished talking to Hermione and Draco was already doing the splits?
This slap in the face was a bit unexpected!
"I found the box. It's a little small, but it should be enough. It's...it's..." Draco hesitated and refused to continue.
"Draco, what's going on? Tell me quickly!" Hermione urged anxiously.
When Draco heard that it was Hermione who asked the question, he felt even more embarrassed and his face turned red.
"Hermione, don't be anxious. Let Draco speak slowly." Hephis first comforted Hermione, then turned to Draco.
"Draco, we raised Novia together, so if there is any problem, we should solve it together."
Draco was still a little embarrassed, so he walked over to Hephis and muttered a few words.
And I warned you again and again not to tell anyone else.
Hephis was very understanding, and it was rare for Draco to tell him such things.
He told Hermione to wait a moment and dragged Draco out, leaving Hermione with a confused look on her face.
Hephis pulled Draco to a corner of the kitchen.
He took out two heavy bags from his bag. When he placed them on the table, there was a crisp metallic clanging sound.
"Draco, here are two thousand Galleons, take them quickly and order the box."
"But...but..." Draco hesitated.
"Don't say but, but. If you're late, the box might be bought by someone else." Hephis urged.
"Actually, I've found a way to raise the money, and it will be there soon..." Draco was still a little reluctant.
"Don't be too quick. Novea grows very fast. This house will soon be too small to accommodate it. If there is no box by then..."
Hephaestus paused and said to Draco seriously, "You don't want Novia to be sent away!"
"Of course I don't." Draco's eyes flashed with panic.
"Then hurry up." Hephis continued to urge.
Draco gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll borrow it from you."
As he spoke, he picked up the two bags on the table, turned around and ran out.
Hephis looked in the direction Draco left and shook his head.
It’s just about money!
There is nothing that cannot be said.
Draco just wants to save face, but his reaction just now is quite interesting.
Before Draco could even reach the castle, his hands gave out and the bag fell to the ground.
He looked at the two bags and felt worried. The Owl Shed was on the eighth floor!
Suddenly Draco slapped his forehead, picked up the bag and put it in his pocket.
His clothes were high-end custom-made, and the right pocket was cast with a traceless stretching charm.
Draco gasped and continued running towards the castle.
