Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 117 Gold plus 'Dragon'!
McGuffin told Quirrell about Hagrid and the dragon, but didn't say much else.

Sure enough, when he heard that Harry was now focusing on the dragon egg, Quirrell showed a mocking expression.

"That big fool? A little wine, a few words of flattery, and a dangerous pet can get everything out of his mouth... I really don't know what Dumbledore thinks about this fool. Maybe because of this, when Gringotts was looking for the Philosopher's Stone, I didn't notice this big fool Hagrid, and let him slip away from under my nose with the Philosopher's Stone..."

Since the blood curse was activated on McGuffin, Quirrell became more and more unscrupulous in front of him. Although he only left half of his words, he wanted to show off in front of McGuffin no matter what.

——It seems that he has been pretending to be a timid and stammering professor for half a year, and this bald and double-skinned man who serves the Dark Lord has been suffocated.

"Did Harry Potter suspect me?——I always felt that he and the red-headed kid from the Weasley family looked at me in the wrong way these two days, and always smiled at me sullenly. Did they find out that I went to the restricted area on the third floor to check the mechanism of the Philosopher's Stone..."

Quirrell stared at McGuffin's expression and asked him.

"They always believed that Snape was the dark wizard who wanted to murder Harry and steal the Sorcerer's Stone, especially after the rematch with Slytherin, Harry heard you and Snape arguing in the Forbidden Forest that day on a broomstick, but he suspected that Snape forced you to tell the secret of protecting the Sorcerer's Stone..."

McGuffin was expressionless and told Quirrell the 'truth' impatiently.

"Yeah! It's true that Snape doesn't look like a good person, flying around like a big bat, although he did add a lot of unnecessary magic to me... But this guy is always pretending to be smart, trying to protect the Philosopher's Stone and Harry, but instead makes himself unpopular... Even among the professors..."

Quirrell sneered triumphantly, and the horror portraits on his wall that resembled the "Wanted Warrant" also kept making sinister laughter, and the two voices converged and echoed in the office.

The scene is extremely haunting.

Afterwards, Quirrell allowed McGuffin to leave.

But when McGuffin opened the door and was about to go out, he seemed to have remembered something, and stopped McGuffin again to give instructions.

"You don't need to pay attention to the matter of Hagrid and the pet dragon. It's good to let Harry focus on it, so that this guy is nosy... He is Dumbledore's treasure boy. If he finds out something, tell Dumbledore. Even if he doesn't want to expel me from the school, Dumbledore will also put me in order to show Harry Potter...

"--Who?"

Quirrell was halfway through his speech, and his face suddenly became ugly, as if he had suddenly discovered something.

Then he used his eyes to direct McGuffin to look at the corner of the corridor to see what it was, and he immediately returned to his usual timid, twitching and trembling appearance.

McGuffin ran to the corner of the corridor and saw a figure, which seemed to be... Malfoy's back.

"It's nothing but a student passing by..." McGuffin whispered back to Quirrell.

Quirrell did not suspect that McGuffin was lying about this.

——In his eyes, this little guy who can be regarded as his student is a pure cold-blooded egoist, indifferent to other things except himself, and it is impossible to deliberately lie for a passerby who happened to pass by.And now that he has a 'blood curse' in his hand to threaten and persecute this little wizard, McGuffin has no need to provoke himself in this matter.

For some reason, McGuffin didn't tell Malfoy that he was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Perhaps he felt that Malfoy might be able to bring some change to his current stalemate that was gradually collapsing!

Subsequently,

While eating breakfast, Hagrid sent an owl to bring a note to several people as promised.

It says:

——It's almost out of the shell!
Ron wanted to skip herbal medicine class to see it, but Hermione firmly disagreed.

She thought it was too conspicuous and would cause Hagrid a lot of trouble, and—

"It's almost the final exam, and you have to skip class! Ron, do you want to go to the first grade with your sister next year?"

Hermione said sharply that she really couldn't tolerate Ron's laziness whenever he got a chance. Who was it for me to spur them on for so many days?

When Ron heard it, his face suddenly flushed red.

He started pulling Harry and McGuffin into the water.

"Harry, McGuffin, please judge, this is a little dragon hatching! Don't you want to see it?... There are a few little wizards who can see this scene!"

Harry was indeed looking forward to witnessing the birth of the little dragon. Even in a Muggle family like the Dursleys, he could hear a lot of legends and stories related to dragons. After coming to Hogwarts, it was the first time he had come into contact with the fantasy legends he had heard before. This feeling made him very eager to see it.But what Hermione said was not unreasonable, and their absence from class might really cause trouble for Hagrid.

Where's the McGuffin?He also wanted to see the little dragon hatch.

However, he did it purely from an economic point of view

——When the little dragon came out of its shell, I wonder if there will be a few eggshells left?Can these eggshells be sold for money?There is also the question of whether the little dragon can 'borrow' some dragon's blood to make a profit as Ron said when the little dragon grows up a little bit.

"Golden eggs! So good! I want one too!"

There was a twinkle in McGuffin's eyes.

"Thinking about it this way, Hagrid is right, the little guy who is about to be born is indeed cute!"

——How dangerous is this, this is purely a living gold plus 'dragon'!

Nowadays, it can be said that the research on the rocket broom has caused McGuffin's mentality to change drastically.

In order to transform the flying rocket broom, McGuffin simply spent his small coffers in a hurry. He once thought about taking a little from the hands of the two little guys, Garen and Xi Ke, but unfortunately, except for two scratches on his arms, he got nothing.

McGuffin eventually gave up on the idea halfway.

——It’s really the same as grabbing lollipops from kindergarten children and eating cat food from your own little master.

——This is too tasteless and embarrassing.

But now he lacks the funds to continue his research, which is also a real dilemma.

Did he understand where the money the Weasley twins earned from selling intelligence and running private business at Hogwarts went?
——The research on powerful dung eggs seems to be a financial black hole!
What's more, as long as I can let the stable jet stream of this 'magic modified rocket propulsion booster' act as a power to propel the magic broom forward, it is half the battle.

Then let this thing be tied to the flying broomstick, and find a way to make the broom obey him obediently—as long as he can ride safely for a certain period of time, and complete the damn sand sculpture task in the Forbidden Forest.

No way, McGuffin has to do everything he can to make money and profit. Unfortunately, he spends most of his time studying other magic subjects, searching for solutions to blood curses, fooling Quirrell, and completing various other wonderful tasks to obtain talent points...

So now that there is an obvious way to make money, McGuffin naturally has no reason to stop it, not to mention that no one was hurt in the end according to the plot.

"Hermione, we really should take a look, but it's just to persuade Hagrid, maybe Hagrid will agree to send him away after the little dragon hatches?" McGuffin said to Hermione seriously, he knew very well that Hagrid would not send his little cutie away unless it was absolutely necessary.

Hermione thought about it and thought it was the same reason, so she agreed.

"Okay, after the herbal medicine class, during the break in the morning, I happened to go to Hagrid's cabin to see the little dragon..."

"Shh, stop it. It's Malfoy..." Harry warned softly.

Malfoy was just a few paces away from them, listening to them, not knowing how much they had to say.

Harry hated the smile on his face, especially the blond back that gleamed in the sun.

This smile is even more annoying.

　Reconfirmed the time, and put the time when the little dragon hatched on Wednesday, during the break after Harry and the others finished herbal medicine class.

　　The previous chapter, which has also been revised, is the meeting with Quirrell before breakfast on Wednesday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)