The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 53 Fire Dragon ([-])

"Thank you, Melda."

Harry hugged Melda tightly excitedly, and said in a slightly trembling voice.

"It's just a small matter." Melda comforted Harry while patting Harry's back.

Although Harry's reaction was purely normal, it always gave Melda one.

oh!Does it feel like Melda has finally returned to human affairs?
Why?How did he live like Snape?

Gan!
He must have stayed with him for too long and was spoiled by others.

It seemed that she wanted to delete the memory of working with Snape as soon as possible.After all, he didn't want to have nightmares all night.

"Melda, you invented another potion?" Hermione looked at Melda in disbelief.

In an instant, a huge sense of gap almost knocked him down.

"Um, not this time, it's an improvement. It's a pure improvement." In order to take care of Hermione's mood, Melda didn't dare to tell the truth about the potion.After all, this potion came from Eden's world, so it can be regarded as his invention here.

"Is Melda really a potion genius?" Ron also said in shock.

"Haha, low-key, low-key. It's all my credit! Haha!"

Melda thrust her waist and smiled wildly.

He didn't notice at all that not far from him, a blond Mr. Malfoy, who did not want to be named, was looking at him enviously on the Slytherin bench.

Those eyes were full of jealous flames.

After a simple meal, the four of Melda rushed to the classroom to attend class.

Afternoon Herbalism taught by Pomona Sprout.

This course is relatively easy for first-year students, because they are still in first-year students, and they don't need to study the complicated theories of herbal properties.

All they have to do is to know herbs.

For example today's lesson, Devil's Web.

This is a vine, and the mature devil's web can stretch out snake-like tendrils to wrap around those who come close to it, causing injury or death to the characters.

It likes a dark and humid living environment, and light and warmth naturally become its natural enemies.

Therefore, once you encounter the attack of the devil's net, lighting a fire is a very effective way.

In addition, in some cases, the devil's net will also camouflage its appearance, such as turning into a crab claw orchid.

It's that simple, just get to know these strange and magical plants.

After class, Melda and Hermione went to the library together.

Possessing the skill of 'photographic memory', in just a few months, Melda has already read half of all the books in the entire Hogwarts library except the restricted areas.

Of course, today he is not here to continue brushing books, but to do homework
Fortunately, Hogwarts homework is due once a week, otherwise he really doesn't have time to do homework.

Speaking of this, hum!The damned Snape is your fault again.

If he had put his best effort into tutoring and tutoring Melda, the previous potion research would have been done long ago, why did it take so long?
Forget it, don't mention him, just mention him to get angry.

An hour passed by in a hurry, and after rubbing her hungry stomach, Melda slowly got up and left the library, heading for the auditorium.

After a few bites, (unpalatable) went back to the library.

When it was almost evening, he had finished his homework, and instead of disturbing Hermione, who was still studying, he wandered around the castle by himself.

It was getting late soon.Originally, Melda planned to go directly to the Gryffindor office room.

Until he passed the auditorium, he accidentally discovered that the trio of Harry, Hermione, and Ron were following Hagrid sneakily.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Melda stepped on her toes and joined the tracking team.

Really exciting! ! !

"Melda?" Harry lowered his voice and called his name softly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's a dragon. I saw a dragon egg in Hagrid's arms just now." Ron said beforehand.

"dragon?"

Melda recalled it carefully, yes, according to the original book, the plot should have developed to this point.

But will this obviously strange Harry Potter world really follow the original plot?

Melda was deeply skeptical.

"Hagrid has always wanted a dragon, he told me so the first time I met him," Harry added.

"So? Hagrid got a dragon egg from somewhere?" Melda followed Harry's meaning.

"But it's illegal," said Ron, who was familiar with this aspect since his brother Charlie chose to go to Romania to raise dragons.

That's why Ron could recognize it as a dragon egg at a glance.

"At the wizarding conference in 1709, the law prohibiting raising dragons was officially passed, and everyone knows it."

"Keeping this kind of creature is very dangerous." Ron seemed to have remembered something, and said with a stern face.

"Of course the Ministry of Magic won't allow us to raise dragons in our back gardens. And they have another job to hide the existence of these wild dragons."

"Wizards from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures have to constantly cast spells on Muggles who see wild dragons to make them forget about it."

"Hmph!" Speaking of the Forgetting Curse, Hermione's face instantly became ugly. She snorted coldly, but she didn't become as intense as last time.

"Ahem. Let's follow Hagrid quietly and see what he's going to do?" Harry quickly smoothed things over and changed the subject.

Ten minutes later, Melda and his party followed Hagrid to the hunting ground guard's hut.

As soon as Hagrid entered the house, he drew all the curtains of the hut tightly, for fear that others would not know that he was doing something in violation of the secrecy law.

"Boom boom boom!"

Melda directly knocked on the door of the hut.

Hagrid in the room first shouted "Who is it!" After Harry identified himself, he opened the door to let them in, and then immediately turned around and closed the door.

"Why are you?" Although he was asking Melda and the others, Hagrid's eyes were always on the black iron pot in the fireplace.

"Hagrid, where did you get a dragon's egg?"

Ron followed Hagrid's eyes, and the iron pot that was churning in the fireplace would reveal the contents from time to time.

It was an egg with green patterns, and the eggshell had become a little soft. Even Melda, who was not interested in magical creatures, could find that there seemed to be something tossing inside the egg!
Hagrid frowned, and he pinched his beard with some embarrassment.

"I won it." In the end Hagrid chose to confess, and he said excitedly: "Last night, I was drinking in the village and playing cards with a stranger."

"Honestly, the guy looked like he'd be dying to get rid of it. As soon as I won he gave me the egg and walked away."

"It's obviously a conspiracy." Melda squatted beside the iron pot, carefully looking at the dragon egg.

"I guess you must have been tricked out of a lot of secrets last night."

"No, I didn't say anything," Hagrid seemed a little unhappy, and he kept defending himself.

However, Melda obviously didn't care about Hagrid's defense.Because he knew that the mysterious person last night must have been pretended by Quirrell.

The purpose is to get out of Hagrid's mouth how to pass the three-headed dog.

Observed for a long time.Melda was keenly aware that although the dragon egg looked alive and kicking now.It seemed as if it was about to hatch in the next moment.

But in fact, it is still lacking in heat.

It will probably take another day to cook.

Why does this sound so weird?

I don't know how to add some ginger, garlic, green onion, and pepper.Will the little dragons hatched in this way be more delicious?
Melda looked at the dragon eggs in the pot with some amusement.

(End of this chapter)