Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 27
Hagrid was a little uneasy: "Harry, is there something wrong with this egg?"

"It's probably you that's the problem." Harry patted his thigh - meant to pat his shoulder, but that's all he could do sitting up.

Hagrid recounted the events of that night in detail.

After drinking and inquiring about the news, the man came over and played cards with him. He lost about two Galleons and had no money, so he mysteriously took out the dragon egg, and Hagrid won it over easily.

He also talked about many magical animals, such as unicorns, eight-eyed spiders, and the three-headed dog named Lu Wei...

The man also seemed to be a well-informed Fantastic Beasts lover.

This seems... a normal topic?

"So what did you arrange in the corridor on the fourth floor?" Harry asked suddenly, "Eight-eyed spider or three-headed dog?"

"It's Lu Wei, he's very loyal..." Hagrid replied subconsciously, halfway through the sentence, he realized something was wrong, stood up abruptly, brought the chair down, and slammed it on the ground, "Harry, how do you know!"

"Dumbledore told me." Harry waved his hand, signaling him to calm down.

Hagrid supported the chair and sat down again: "He? How could he tell you this?"

"I have an agreement with him, it's not important." Harry looked at the dragon egg, "It seems that that person approached you on purpose."

Hagrid finally came to his senses, his face turned pale: "You mean, he wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Probably the same guy who robbed Gringotts last time," Ron added.

Hermione concluded: "That's Professor Quirrell?"

"No, no, no." Hagrid shook his head like a rattle, "How can you speculate on a professor like that? Last time it was Professor Snape, this time it's Quirrell..."

Harry interrupted him: "This is what I confirmed with Dumbledore."

Hagrid opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He doesn't even know...

Why did Dumbledore tell Harry everything? !
"I think you'd better tell Dumbledore about this." Harry suggested sincerely.

Hagrid hesitated: "But...how can I get over the dragon egg?"

"Hagrid!" Hermione seemed a little anxious, "This is a dragon, it's easy to handle now, after hatching, it will grow as big as your house in two months!"

"And it will breathe fire and burn your house down," Ron echoed.

Hagrid looked at Harry grievously.

"I saw a few potions that needed dragon eggs." Harry was very interested, "Give it to me, and I'll help you deal with it. I can give you twenty Galleons, or thirty. "

Hagrid was shocked: "No, it's a dragon, a life."

"It hasn't hatched yet." Harry considered the potion formula, "a dragon egg is rare."

Hagrid stood up again and pulled Harry away from the stool together: "No, Harry, you're right, I have to be honest with Dumbledore."

"Okay." Harry said regretfully, "But if Dumbledore finds a way for you to raise it, can you provide me with some dragon scales and blood?"

Hagrid hesitated. He looked at Harry's expressionless eyes, and nodded hesitantly: "If I can keep it, I can provide a little."

"Just a little bit."

As long as the dragon egg is not made into a potion, anything can be said.

They stayed for a while, but they couldn't stand the scorching environment, so they turned and left, and received a bag of slightly baked rock cakes by the way.

As soon as he left the house, Ron took a deep breath of cool air: "I'm almost suffocating inside."

"Wait, Harry, we seem to be here to ask for materials?" Hermione had only walked a few steps when she remembered something, stopped and reminded her aloud.

Ron was taken aback, and patted himself on the head: "Oops, seeing the dragon egg made me forget about it."

"Hagrid is more devastated than I am now." Harry shook his head. "He really wants to raise that dragon."

"Then what should I do?" Hermione frowned, "I can only steal Professor Snape's..."

Harry interrupted him, and said softly, "Hagrid said that there are traces of bicorns in the Forbidden Forest. I plan to go to the Forbidden Forest to have a look."

"No, the Forbidden Forest is too dangerous." Hermione vetoed very neatly.

Harry shook his head: "It's better than facing Professor Snape."

Thinking of the greasy long hair and bat-like figure, Ron couldn't help shivering: "I'd rather face a dragon than face Professor Snape."

Hermione opened her mouth, and the words came to her throat, turning into a sigh.Asking herself, she'd rather run into another troll in the bathroom than offend Snape -- at least, in the bathroom, where she knew Harry would come to her rescue.

"Don't worry, you know, I'm very sharp." Harry comforted her, "I know how to run away when I encounter danger, and I won't have weak legs."

Hermione gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, and snorted.

Harry is all right.

Only this mouth...

Back in the dormitory, they reviewed the information on bicorns again.

This is a very evil magical creature, as its name suggests, with two horns - not symmetrical horns like cows, sheep or deer.

Instead, it has two straight, unicorn-like horns, except that the unicorn is a forward spiral, and its two horns are reverse spirals.

Obese, horse body, cow hooves, likes to eat leopards and cows, favorite food, is a kind and loyal husband—for example, Mr. Arthur Weasley.

Or if Snape had a chance to get married, he might also be on the bicorn recipe.

There is no preferred living environment, where the food is, they are there.

The feces often have a bitter smell - a common problem among carnivores.

At night, Neville and the others went to bed.

Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak and slipped out of the dormitory. He didn't intend to take Ron or Hermione with him, and they didn't ask for it. Never been so enthusiastic before.

Filch's footsteps were heavy.

Mrs. Norris—his cat that smelled bad.

There are no other professors to inspect.

Night trips during term time were easier than Harry thought.

Soon after reaching the Forbidden Forest, I saw Hagrid patrolling the edge of the Forbidden Forest with a lamp-he had to watch out for any daring little wizards, or creatures that had slipped out of the Forbidden Forest.

Fang seemed to have sensed something, and shrank behind Hagrid, until Harry walked away, it crawled out from under Hagrid's legs again.

As the Black Forest inhabits a large number of magical creatures, its environment opened Harry's eyes.

It's not far to go in.

I saw a group of sleeping Hawklap, mushrooms with pink hats and beards, which looked like magical plants, but they were classified as magical animals.

They can also cause some trouble for wizards when they are in large numbers.

Harry sneaked over and picked two flowers, which were one of the ingredients for brewing the healing potion.

You can also see traces of some common wild animals on the edge, deer, bear, wolf...

But if you go a little deeper, these ordinary creatures are all gone.

He saw some brand new traces—horseshoe prints, but it was difficult to tell whether it was a centaur or a unicorn. The books he could see now did not contain these contents.

There is also a group of blue insects, it is almost difficult to observe the individual existence with the naked eye, but their magical power is very large.

This is the Billywig, a 3X-level magical creature. If stung by it, it will float uncontrollably in the air.

Harry also saw many other creatures.

Thestrals, Mortras...

But he has never been able to meet the bicorn he most wants to see.

It was almost the end of the curfew before Harry slipped back into the dormitory. After less than two hours of sleep, he woke up after some noises started to appear in the dormitory.

"Harry? Are you awake?" Ron noticed Harry's movement for the first time.

Harry nodded.

Ron leaned over: "How is it?"

"I didn't find it." Harry replied in a low voice, "Don't worry, take your time."

Every weekend night, he would go to the Forbidden Forest—every time, he would harvest a lot, all kinds of herbs, materials, and even picked up unicorn hair.

But on the bicorn side, there was no progress.

Hermione and Ron were very concerned about this matter, but soon, they lost their minds.

January seems to be just a post-holiday cushion for freshmen.

All subjects progressed at an incredible speed.

In the transformation class, they began to learn the transformation of objects and creatures. They needed to try to turn a piece of wood into a mouse-this made most little wizards complain.

Many people can't even make wood into the shape of a mouse.

Professor McGonagall is tough.

Especially after seeing Harry's study progress, she was very dissatisfied with this slow performance, and with a wave of her big hand, she assigned a seven-inch paper—except for Harry, who only needed to write a three-inch paper. good.

This made the lion cubs howl again.

Although they still have Hermione's homework to copy - but the homework of one person is not as comfortable as the homework of two people.

The Charms class also began to experiment with the precision of casting spells.

The little wizards finally understood why only Professor Flitwick gave two sessions of magic theory in the first two classes.

The content that was left behind by them became their most difficult stumbling block.

They have to experiment with different manifestations of the spell—for example, facing two doors, cast the Unlocking Charm, only one of them will be opened, and the other door will not be affected by the magic effect.

Seamus was probably the best little wizard besides Harry, even Hermione was not as good as him, he only managed to open one door - although the other door blew up.

Snape's class has become a nightmare for all little wizards.

They no longer boil potions with ordinary herbal formulas, but start to cook some magic materials. This is very difficult, even the same material may have completely different manifestations of magic power.

The recipe on the blackboard does not guarantee that the cooking will be successful.

Even Harry, there will be some mistakes, caught by Snape and ridiculed.

Herbal medicine became the class with the most cases.

Magical plants are much harder to deal with than potions.

Every class, Professor Sprout struggles to free little wizards who are entangled in magical plants, or give points to those who lend a helping hand.

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