The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 128 How to Train Your Dragon, Nolin
On the last day of the Christmas holiday, the discussion about who will succeed the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has not yet dissipated.

However, Noreen was not very interested in this matter, his attention was attracted by the note from Hagrid today.

Just a few words above:

Almost out of shell.

Both Harry and Ron shied away from raising dragons, even if they were just newborn baby dragons.Needless to say Zhang Qiu, so after lunch, Norin took out a bag, filled it with some snacks, and then walked towards Hagrid's hut.

Just like last time, before reaching the hut, Nolin felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face.He opened the wooden door and felt like he was in a sauna.

"Here you are, Noreen." Hagrid greeted with sweat dripping down his face, his face flushed. "You almost missed the most critical moment. It's breaking its shell."

Nuolin's eyes lit up, and the black fire dragon eggs in the fireplace loosened for a while, as if something was struggling to knock inside, and there was another sound, like the sound of air blasting against the wall.

It didn't take long for Noreen to see a crack appear in the eggshell.The little thing inside is spraying more and more vigorously.Seeing that the situation was not good, Norin took a step back, and a palm-sized eggshell flew out of him, followed by a puff of thick black smoke with sparks.

"This little guy has a strong desire to attack, can't he be a female dragon?"

Norin tilted his head, and his hair was almost burnt.He was not angry either, he pulled out his wand with a smile, drove out the black smoke, and carefully looked at the little guy in the eggshell.

"I think it's a male! Look at how it's alive and kicking."

Hagrid's eyes shone like a mother's love, and he smiled innocently and took the baby dragon out of the eggshell.

The baby dragon kept rolling in his palm.Said to be a young dragon, Norin looked more like a lizard, and more like a crumpled black umbrella.The spiny wings look huge compared to its thin, jet-black body.

It also has a long and big nose with white nostrils, horny bumps on its head, and orange-red eyes protruding outward, staring at the two humans in front of it.

It sneezed and spewed sparks from its nose.

Noreen didn't argue with Hagrid, and gender or anything can't be seen now.He flicked the young dragon's little head and said:

"This kind of creature is difficult to domesticate. It has a high IQ and is very aggressive when it becomes an adult. Hagrid, even if it will breathe dragon's breath on you in the future, do you still want to keep it?"

The young dragon opened its mouth, revealing its pointed tusks.

"I believe it won't."

Hagrid waved his big hand nonchalantly, and carefully placed it on the table.

The young dragon seemed to have infinite vitality, crawling aimlessly on the table, suddenly raised his head, and stared at the thing in Norin's hand with piercing eyes.

Norin took out a bottle of reagents from his pocket, uncorked the bottle, and a fishy smell wafted out.

"The blood of the poison horned beast, I heard that the juvenile fire dragon is good for it. A few days ago, I went to ask Professor Snape for it, and helped him pick the horn of the poison horned beast for free for an afternoon."

He put the reagents on the table and tilted it slightly.Pulling its four legs, the young dragon came to the reagent very quickly, stretched out its long red tongue, and licked it happily.

Nuo Lin showed a malicious smile, and said to himself: Eat, eat, the more you eat, the better, and you will have to pay it back when you grow up.

"Is other blood okay? I have a lot here..."

Hagrid said excitedly, and immediately rummaged through the box in the wooden house. After a while, the blood tubes of various creatures filled his bed.

Noreen glanced at it, a little envious of Hagrid's collection.But the relationship between the two is pretty good, and he wouldn't have Hagrid's idea. After thinking about it, he said:
"Have you decided when to keep it and send it away?"

Dumbledore allowed him to have the three-headed dog Fluffy because he needed it this semester.It's hard to say for the fire dragon, he might not let such a dangerous creature live around the castle.

The smile on Hagrid's face froze, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic.After a pause for a while, he forced a smile and said:
"Saturday midnight in two weeks. Charlie has written and made an appointment with me. Some friends of his are going to visit him in Romania and take Norbert away."

"By the way, I've decided to call it Norbert. How about a name?"

"as long as you are happy."

Noreen nodded approvingly. "A wise choice. In a few weeks, it will be as long as your house."

With a wave of his wand, the reagent floated into the air, and the young dragon that was eating was anxious and grinned at Norin.

"You can't let it eat so easily, let it take your time and understand the importance of food."

With a flick of Norlin's wand, a small piece of coagulated blood floated to Norbert's mouth.Norbert sniffed it with his nose, swallowed it without hesitation, and stared at Norin dryly.

"Don't feed it too much at one time, keep it half-fed, which helps develop its hunting instinct."

After separating out a few more blood clots, Noreen stuffed the cork into the reagent, and said to Hagrid, "If you feed it like this, it will probably remember you when it goes to Romania."

"Of course, it's just to remember. I don't think it will be too friendly to you when you grow up. In fact, the young fire dragons have this kind of virtue towards their mothers. This is their nature."

These things came from one of Norlin's books in Ravenclaw's room, and he wondered that Ravenclaw would be interested in feeding dragons.

"Thank you so much, Nolin! It would be great if you could remember me..." Hagrid said, tears blurring unconsciously, "I will often go to Romania to see it in the future..."

Before that, I'll draw two tubes of blood... anyway, it's quite big at that time, and two tubes of blood will be fine.

Norlin thought to himself, dragon's blood is an expensive potion ingredient, and it costs several Galleons per pint on the market.

Hagrid also wanted to set up a small tent for Noreen so that he could sleep comfortably.Nolin silently told him to dismiss the idea.His speed of doing it is probably not as fast as this little guy grows up...

After tossing around at Hagrid's place all afternoon, Norbert had swelled up visibly to the naked eye, and was lying on Hagrid's table, sound asleep.

Noreen and Hagrid agreed to come over as often as possible over the next fortnight.Hagrid thanked him repeatedly, and sent Noreen out of the hut with a grateful face.

However, what he didn't know was that Quirrell, who was beaten away by him, or Voldemort did not run out of the school, but lingered in the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

"Lord, master... are you better?"

Quirrell was leaning against a rough tree, his face was pale, his mouth was full of blood, and his chest heaved violently.

Beside him lay the corpse of a white horse.The horse's neck was bloody and bloody.

"Not enough... Not enough... The blood of this creature is too low-level, it can't make up for the damage I suffered..."

From the back of his head came Voldemort's angry voice.

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