Chapter 72 Malfoy: You believe me!
"Whose letter?" Hermione asked, stretching her head.
"Hagrid."
"Hagrid? What did he say?" Harry asked while eating the meatloaf.
Ted spread strawberry jam on his own bread, "You mean it's about to be born?"
The friends were taken aback for a moment, Ron pulled out the chicken leg bone from his mouth, and asked with a blank face, "Who is going to be born?"
Ted looked at him, "Noble."
"Who is Noble? Ah! It's..." He covered his mouth—Hagrid named the unborn dragonling Noble!
Ted was worried that he would squirt the drumsticks out.
"Let's go!" Harry stuffed the patty into his mouth, wiped his hands casually, and got up to leave.
Neville: "I haven't finished eating~ I haven't finished eating!" While screaming, he was picked up by Ron and Jerry and dragged away.
The group of six left in a hurry without attracting the attention of others. But Malfoy at the Slytherin table couldn't help noticing.
He has been staring at him all the time. Although every time he regains his place, he gets beaten up, but he is indomitable~
It was the same this time, pulling the silly follower who hadn't eaten enough, and followed directly.
Speaking of which, more than a month has passed, and Ted almost forgot about this dragon egg.
It seems that the hatching time of the dragon egg is relatively long. Today is May 5th, and it has been almost five weeks.
Hurry up all the way, for fear of missing it.
After all, the average person may not see a fire dragon break out of its shell in a lifetime.
Don't talk about fire dragons, most people probably haven't seen a chicken breaking its shell.
This kind of opportunity is really rare.
"Boom boom boom~"
The door opened, and Hagrid poked his head out: "You guys are here, come in quickly, it's about to start."
"In the morning, I noticed that it started to shake, getting stronger and stronger. I guess it must be hatching. Fortunately, I found Ansu playing near the Forbidden Forest, so I can inform you..."
Hagrid opened the furnace lid, and in the glowing coals, the egg remained unchanged.
Ted: It’s fine if it’s not blackened.
The dragon egg was shaking every few seconds, as if something was about to come out of the eggshell.
"Ka~" There was a slight sound suddenly.
"Did you all hear that? Did you hear that?" Hagrid exclaimed excitedly.
"I heard it, I heard it, I heard it, I saw it!" Ron pointed out, and a small crack appeared on the dragon egg.
"Take it out, Hagrid. It can't be put in the stove!" Ted reminded.
"Yes, yes, let me do it." Hagrid hurriedly put on the thick dragon leather gloves, which could make a leather hat for Ron and Jerry.
Hagrid, wearing gloves, took the dragon egg out of the stove and placed it on the table.
At this time, there are more tiny cracks, and the crackling sound of "Kaka" is also dense.
A pointed and hard nose broke through an eggshell and stuck out.
"It's coming out, it's coming out! My God~" Hagrid sobbed with excitement, as if the whelp in the egg was his own.
The whole process of breaking the shell lasted about five minutes. Without any help, the young dragon broke the egg shell and got out by itself.
The newborn baby dragon is ugly, like a wrinkled bat with a long tail, or a black rag with a bunch of small bumps on its back?
In short, there is no sense of might at all.
The expressions of Ron and Jerry have revealed their thoughts: That's it? That's it?
However, the fire dragon is the top existence among the magical animals after all. Five minutes after its birth, it could already support its body to crawl around, scream, and even spit out a mouthful of flame when Hagrid stretched out his hand to tease it, although it was only a lighter-sized ball fire.
Hagrid stared at the baby dragon eating meat on the table, with a look of obsession, his eyes couldn't take it away: "This is a Norwegian Ridgeback. How beautiful it is~" Stretching out his hand~
"Huh~" The young dragon spit out flames again. This time, it may be that his physical strength improved after eating meat, and the flames grew a lot, scorching part of Hagrid's beard.
"Oh, don't be like this, Norbert. You are a good boy of mother, don't get angry~" Hagrid's attitude made Ron feel uncomfortable, and suddenly felt that he had eaten too much at noon.
Ron: No boy moms!
Ted looked at the dragon eggshell on the table and said, "Hagrid, can I share some of the eggshell?"
Hagrid waved his hand, "Take it if you need it. I heard that dragon egg shells can be used to make potions."
Of course, Ted didn't plan to make a prosthetic, so be prepared.
Hagrid is an invisible rich man in Hogwarts, and the **** pads at home are all made of unicorn hair. He really doesn't care about the dragon egg shell, it's completely useless to him.
The other friends watched the little dragon eat meat and breathe fire with great interest. Hermione, on the other hand, was worried.
"I read in the book that the Norwegian Ridgeback developed its fire-breathing ability earlier, and it was able to breathe fire when it was one to three months old. It is a true fire-breathing."
Ted added: "In less than three months, at most one month, Noble will grow to the size of a cow and horse, and then..."
Everyone heard the words and looked around the hunting lodge, as if they had already seen the miserable scene of a bright gate and a fire that burned it all down.
"Uh..." Hagrid went numb.
At this moment, Ansu's unique cry suddenly sounded outside the window: "Quack quack, it's horse dung~horse dung is peeping~horse dung, horse dung~"
While screaming, Ansu had already rushed over, pecking at her fan.
Good guy, none of the Malfoy trio is Ansu's opponent. Ansu's wingspan is 70 centimeters wide.
Then Victorious Ansu stood on the fence and giggled.
Through the window, Ted and the others saw the backs of the Malfoy trio running around with their heads in their arms.
Neville was a little worried: "Malfoy won't tell the truth, right?"
Ted comforted: "Don't worry. Someone has to believe his whistleblower. It's okay to whistleblower students, but which professor will take care of Hagrid's whistleblowing?"
Don't tell me, Malfoy really didn't inform the professors.
But this grandson was so dazzled that he bragged to his classmates in private, saying that he saw a dragon hatching with his own eyes.
He saw a fart, and he just saw those few glances. It had been hatching for half a day, and Ansu caught him and gave him a big mouth.
Malfoy: Do you know how much psychological harm a twelve-year-old child can cause after a big meal? !
Regarding Malfoy's bragging, the students also said: You are happy! You keep playing, I'm listening~
In short, I don’t believe it.
This **** off Malfoy. He got a hard time for taking a peek, and ended up bragging that you wouldn't believe it.
He is determined to find evidence to convince everyone. So began to closely monitor the movements of the group of six.
Ted and the others naturally discovered Malfoy's abnormality—he was walking everywhere like a slinger, but his tracking skills were ridiculously poor, and he was often caught pretending to be looking at the scenery.
Can you get down to business? Even if you bully men and women? !
In this regard, the group of six can't just let him follow.
So, the counterattack began.
Dinner this day, Malfoy once again took the trouble to show off to his friends that he saw the wyrm hatchling pass by.
Of course, most of the content is imaginary. There is a click, a flash of fire, and the egg is broken.
You are a bomb? !
Let you keep up with the battlefield, as if you have stepped on a booby trap.
His little friends all had expressions of "please end it soon". Even Pan Xi, who was always close to him, couldn't help rolling his eyes.
In the past few days, she has listened to several versions of Malfoy's hatchling hatchling, and even dreamed of bombs, oh no, the dragon egg.
At this time, Ted leaned closer, with an expression of caring about you and I'm thinking of you.
"I really think that our young master Malfoy should go to Ms. Pomfrey's to ask for some dreamless sleep potion, so as to save him from daydreaming every day and easily becoming insane after a long time."
At this time, Jerry also came over and said to Ted: "Oh, my dear friend, you are always so kind, even for some little liars who are full of lies."
"Don't say that, I should do it." Ted smirked like a gentleman.
People around couldn't help laughing.
"You two, two...a mudblood, a freak! You, you, me, me..." Malfoy was so angry that he didn't finish his sentence.
As a result, a cold female voice came out next to it: "Slytherin deducted 20 points!"
Professor McGonagall came over with a frosty face: "Malfoy! How dare you say such vicious words! Two weeks in confinement!"
Malfoy was dumbfounded and wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say after opening his mouth for a long time.
At this time, Ron grabbed the chicken leg, and said to Ted and Jerry with a smile on his face: "If you two continue like this, our young horse manure will probably die of anger before graduation."
Ted shrugged: "Then I suggest he open his mind!"
Jerry: "I wish him good health."
After finishing their oboe, the two clapped happily. The air in the auditorium is full of joy~
(end of this chapter)