Chapter 110 Don't Delay My News
In mid-March, a fire was burning brightly in Hagrid's cabin, making the whole house extremely hot.
The four little guys stood aside, looking at the dragon eggs on the stove with anticipation.
Hagrid was squatting by the stove, his face full of excitement and nervousness.
After hearing the clicking sound coming from the dragon egg, he quickly put on his dragon leather gloves and carried the dragon egg to the table.
"Almost, almost!" whispered Hagrid. "Don't blink, the dragon will be out soon."
Suddenly, tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the dragon egg. As the cracks became more and more, the eggshell began to vibrate slightly, as if the little life inside was trying hard to break out of the shell.
With a slight cracking sound, the crack quickly spread, and then a wrinkled little dragon crawled out from it.
The little dragon seemed to be full of curiosity about everything around it. It tried hard to open its eyes wide and look around. After seeing Hagrid, it cried softly and some sparks came out of its mouth.
"Merlin, it's so beautiful," Hagrid held the little dragon in his arms, his eyes full of doting, "It thinks I'm its mother."
Is it really beautiful?
Harry was somewhat skeptical of Hagrid's taste. The newborn dragon looked wrinkled and had no aesthetic appeal at all compared to an adult dragon.
However, seeing the happy Hagrid, and Ron and Malfoy surrounding him, Harry silently swallowed his comments about the little dragon.
"Let me hold it quickly!" Malfoy, wearing a pair of dragon leather gloves, eagerly took the little dragon and held it in his arms.
Seeing the fully armed Malfoy, Ron sneered mercilessly: "Look at you, you are so useless, wearing dragon skin gloves."
"Are you afraid it will eat you or something?"
"Get out of the way now, so you can see how a brave Gryffindor holds a dragon!"
Malfoy couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard Ron's words.
brave?
I think you are just a reckless man!
You know, even a newborn Norwegian Ridgeback's teeth are poisonous.
Malfoy put the dragon back on the table and stepped aside, waiting to see Ron's funny behavior.
"Whoops..."
Ron was bitten on the hand by the little dragon, causing him to grimace in pain.
He endured the pain, pulled his hand out of the dragon's mouth, and spoke to Hagrid in a calm manner.
"Hagrid, is the chicken blood and brandy ready? The little dragon is hungry, and it's time for its first meal."
"Haha~" Malfoy was too lazy to expose Ron's performance, so he directly suggested to Hagrid.
"The quality of the brandy must be good, which will help the dragon to spray more powerful flames."
For a moment, Ron and Malfoy seemed to be competing with each other, vying to see who was the real dragon-raising master.
The two of them gave Hagrid suggestions one after another, and the argument made Hagrid feel overwhelmed.
However, because of the existence of this little dragon, the relationship between the few people has become much more harmonious.
Following Hagrid's request, Harry and the others did not tell anyone about this matter. Instead, they kept the secret and enjoyed their playtime with the little dragon alone.
A week passed in a flash, and when a few people were walking out of the school carrying the little dragon, the students were surprised to find that there was a mini Norwegian Ridgeback in the school.
"Look! Hagrid's got a dragon in his arms!"
For a moment, the streets were deserted and students gathered around Hagrid, wanting to see the little dragon's true appearance.
The little dragon was frightened and kept roaring, then spewed flames around, causing the students to scream.
Seeing that the little dragon was frightened, Hagrid hugged it tightly with heartache, not even caring about his own beard being burnt.
When the students surrounded Hagrid and came to the gate in a mighty procession, they were surprised to find that the gate was already crowded with visiting reporters.
In addition, there were banners flying on both sides of the gate.
[Protecting magical creatures starts with fighting against dark wizards. ]
【Caring for magical animals is caring for wizards themselves. 】
[Bravely fight against the dark wizard, the guard of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest is the best. 】
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As Hagrid appeared holding the little dragon, all media came to the scene and the reporters' flashlights never stopped.
Minister of Magic Fudge walked forward with a beaming face and greeted Hagrid.
"Come on Hagrid, hold the little dragon and stand on my right, let's take a picture together."
"Everything is for the harmonious future of wizards and magical creatures. You are a great contributor to this event."
"Yes, make this little dragon more lively, so that everyone can see the little fellow you saved."
"And the staff member of the dragon farm, come over here too. Let's shake hands and let the reporters see how this little dragon is smoothly handed over."
Harry and the other two stood outside the crowd, staring in amazement at Hagrid who was surrounded by reporters. For a moment it felt magical.
"Did the professor arrange all of this? It's such a grand occasion...even the Minister of Magic is here."
Ron kept muttering, "This will definitely be on the morning news and evening news for the next two days."
He stood on tiptoe and scanned the room, and found that Malfoy was being interviewed by a reporter, being led by his father.
Ron pouted and complained to Harry and Hermione: "Look at Malfoy's smug face, as if taking care of the little dragon is all his credit."
"Also an exclusive interview..."
"I just don't believe that his father didn't spend money on this."
Seeing the thick bandages on his hands, Ron kicked the pebbles at his feet aside angrily.
“It’s great to have money!”
"People in Slytherin are good at scheming, unlike us Gryffindors who never leave our names behind after doing good things."
"Ron!" Hermione interrupted Ron's complaints with a frown, "We should be thankful that Malfoy is also the main force in taking care of the little dragons."
"Otherwise, his father would never miss this excuse to attack Headmaster Dumbledore."
At this moment, Fudge's voice came from the crowd: "Didn't they say that there are four young wizards taking care of this dragon together?"
"Come here quickly, let everyone meet the future young talents of the magic world."
Young talent?
Isn't that me!
Humph, Malfoy, you can't have this kind of limelight all to yourself.
Ron's eyes lit up, he raised his bandaged hand and struggled to squeeze into the center of the crowd.
"Make way, make way, don't delay my appearance on the news!"
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Sebastian was receiving a visitor in his office and had no intention of joining in the fun.
"Sebastian, find a time to close the net on Quirrell."
"If this continues, I'm worried that Voldemort will absorb too much life force and transform into a physical entity."
Sebastian poured the visitor a glass of iced Coke and chuckled.
"No problem, let's set the date for the first Saturday of next month."
"I will make sure Professor Quirrell is fully informed."
