Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

DeRols' mood was like a roller coaster, full of ups and downs.

He was very happy to have found the mysterious donor, but the legal certificate of dragon breeding that this person produced made him feel not so happy.

Especially the various conditions attached above, which not only include the provision of dragon eggs, but also all the expenses needed to raise a dragon. If it is really agreed to, it is almost equivalent to adding a fire dragon sanctuary in London.

And it's the kind that they can't interfere with and manage.

But I won't agree... DeRols thought of the second letter he saw in Birdman's house, a letter that he deliberately hid and didn't show, which vaguely mentioned some secrets from ninety-seven years ago.

In the letter, Birdman emphasized the importance of that sum of Galleons to the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. It could be said that the establishment of the sanctuary and its gradual development to its current size all depended on those three thousand Galleons.

If it weren't for that money, the Fire Dragon Reserve would probably have been in name only.

To be fair, DeRoss felt that if he were Birdman, he would probably make the same choice as him.

They made no loss in this deal by using a legal dragon-raising certificate that would only take effect ninety-seven years later in exchange for the normal development of the Fire Dragon Reserve.

But the problem now is that he is not Birdman.

Someone came to his door with an IOU, but the person who signed it ran away under the pretext of retirement, and pushed all the troubles onto him, the current captain... Who can he go to for justice?

In addition, there was another thing that concerned him a lot, that is, Birdman revealed between the lines that he had met Headmaster Dumbledore at that time and misunderstood the other party's identity, and he should apologize and make amends.

This was nothing, after all, Albus Dumbledore already existed ninety-seven years ago and was already an adult, so seeing him was not a strange thing.

But it becomes interesting if you put this together with the information passed down in the reserve.

According to the information they passed down, the people who came to donate were a young man about twenty years old and an old servant with white hair and beard who was a hundred years old.

DeRols subconsciously looked up at the three people in front of him.

If we ignore Newt, there happens to be a teenager in his twenties and a centenarian with gray hair and beard.

Is it a coincidence? That's too much of a coincidence.

Although dragon breeders are all well-developed, it does not mean that they are simple-minded. DeRols is not a fool either. He does not think that Birdman would deliberately write so much meaningless nonsense.

And he should apologize for misunderstanding Dumbledore's identity... There were only two people at the time, and one of them was a rich young man and the other was an old servant in poor health. Who needs to apologize?

There is no doubt that the answer is the latter... After all, according to the situation at the time, it is no problem to say that Dumbledore was a rich young man.

The only person who needs to apologize is someone who mistakes the headmaster of Hogwarts, the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world, for a servant.

But it was 1899, and Dumbledore had just graduated. Even if Birdman had poor eyesight, he couldn't have mistaken him for an old servant.

Unless...the Dumbledore that Birdman saw at that time was the same person that he saw.

Although DeRoss found it hard to believe that such an outrageous thing would happen, all the information left by Birdman pointed to this answer.

If only I could be bolder.

Even the setting might be the same if you don’t count Newt Scamander… a teenager, an old man.

This is why DeRols came back now.

Birdman's residence was not far from here, and the round trip would only take a few minutes, but it took him a full half an hour.

He spent the extra time trying to convince himself to accept this matter, while at the same time hesitating whether to agree to the other party.

Logically speaking, if the truth is the same as he guessed, the other party is just taking advantage of loopholes to cheat, and the Fire Dragon Reserve can completely deny it.

But the other party can also deny it. After all, they have no evidence, and there is a magic contract. The protection zone is naturally at a disadvantage. It will be useless even if they go to the International Confederation of Wizards.

After half an hour of psychological struggle, he finally decided to agree to the other party's request.

Besides, the other party has put in so much effort, he will definitely not give up just because of one word from you.

Look at who's here.

Newt and Dumbledore are both influential figures in the wizarding world.

And then there is Kyle, who is also the most troublesome one. Although his status is not as prominent as the other two, according to Charlie Weasley, he became the senior assistant minister of the British Ministry of Magic before he graduated. He has a real official status, and it is not low. He can even influence the decision of the Minister of Magic to a certain extent.

If this matter is not handled properly, it may very well turn into an international dispute.

No wonder Birdman ran away, this *****

DeRols cursed Birdman's family tree in his heart, but on the surface he maintained a calm look and looked at Kyle.

"Since it is a magic contract signed by Mr. Birdman, our reserve must naturally abide by it, so are you going to take the dragon egg now?"

"If possible, the sooner the better," Kyle said.

He didn't expect that this DeRols would be so straightforward, but it was also a good thing as it saved a lot of time.

"Okay then." DeRols sighed and walked out the door, "The three of you follow me."

Kyle quickly followed.

He originally thought that DeRoss would take them to the previous cave, but he did not do so. Instead, he took them deep into the protected area.

"I know what you're thinking." Derols turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I can't give you the dragon egg."

"Oh?" Kyle raised his eyebrows.

He wasn't worried that DeRoss would break his contract or bring him here to kill him.

Dumbledore was following behind him, so he could only do this if DeRoss's brain was burst by muscles.

"Because we can't take the dragon eggs away from the mother dragon, especially the eggs that are about to hatch," DeRols explained.

"Are there no other dragon eggs here?" Kyle asked.

"Really not." DeRols said, "But if you don't mind, you can go get it yourself. I have no objection..."

"I want to hear your thoughts," Kyle said.

He would be crazy to provoke a mother dragon hatching eggs.

"Okay." DeRols sighed.

"If you agree, can you replace the dragon egg with a baby dragon, the kind that already has the ability to hunt and leave the nest?"

Top-level magical animals like fire dragons will not always stay with adult fire dragons. When they have enough power, they will look for their own territory.

"Baby dragons are much more troublesome than dragon eggs." Kyle looked at DeRols meaningfully.

Fire dragons will naturally get close to the creatures they see after hatching, and this is also the biggest reliance of dragon owners. However, the personality of the young dragons is basically fixed, and it is much more difficult to establish a good relationship with them than to hatch them from dragon eggs.

It seems that this Drols doesn't want the fire dragon to be too close to him.

"Yes, you are right." DeRoss nodded and admitted his thoughts, "But I think that with the help of Mr. Scamander, this problem will not bother you, right?

"And a young dragon has another advantage, which is that it allows you to skip the most tedious steps and save a lot of time."

"Of course..." Looking at Kyle who remained silent, DeRols continued, "If you insist on not agreeing, you can wait for a while, um... no more than a year, and we can prepare two for you in advance."

"No thanks." Kyle smiled and said, "I don't have much patience. The young dragon is fine."

He knew very well what Delors was planning. Even the feelings with the Niffler needed to be cultivated, especially for a big guy with a bad temper like the dragon. Even for Newt, it would be difficult to make a wild dragon who was adopted halfway trust him 100%.

As a dragon keeper, Drols knew this very well. After all, even they had their own scope of work. If there were no special circumstances, the dragon keepers who took care of the Hungarian Horntails would never run into the activity range of the Swedish Short-nosed Dragons.

Kyle knew it too, but he didn't care.

"But Mr. DeRols," Kyle said, "If you replace the dragon egg with a baby dragon, I would also like to make a small request."

"Oh, what's the request?"

"I want to specify the species," Kyle said. "Lion-dragon, for example."

"No." DeRols blurted out.

"That's your fault." Kyle shook his finger. "If you have difficulties, I am willing to make concessions. Now I just made a small request, and you don't agree? What if you bring me two Welsh green dragons?"

"That's also a fire dragon."

"Do you really think so?" Kyle looked at DeRols in disbelief.

After all, he was a hero who helped establish the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. Isn't it a bit too much to send him away with two Welsh green dragons?

"It's like this... Mainly I want to study lion dragons." At this time, Newt came out and said.

He waved his hand, motioning Kyle to stand back, then he and DeRols walked not far away and whispered.

Kyle immediately shut up and waited quietly.

As for Dumbledore... he seemed to be here for a visit. He looked here and there, and from time to time he reached out to touch the oak tree next to him, sighing that it would be great if the tree could be made into a gate, and he could use it to replace the gate of Hogwarts.

Although Kyle didn't know much about wood, he felt that the gate of Hogwarts had lasted for thousands of years without breaking, and the material used must be much better than this ordinary oak.

Newt was very efficient, and after a few minutes, DeRoss came over again.

"Lion dragons, right? I agree." He looked at Newt helplessly, "I doubt whether you have inquired about the situation of the reserve in advance, otherwise how would you know that we happen to have two young lion dragons."

"It's just a coincidence." Newt laughed.

"Forget it, just don't forget what you promised." Derols shook his head, "But we must make it clear in advance that if you choose the Lion Dragon, the other one can only be between the Welsh Green Dragon and the Hungarian Horntail."

Can you still choose?

Kyle was a little surprised, in fact he had already prepared a combination of lion dragon and green dragon.

"There are too many Hungarian Horntails in the reserve." DeRols rubbed his forehead. "If we want to control these violent giants, we must deploy several times the manpower. To be honest, we are already a little overwhelmed."

"Hungarian Horntails are the second most numerous fire dragons after Green Dragons," Newt explained, "because no one wants to hunt them. The same benefits but higher risks make it more difficult to gain."

"I see." Kyle nodded. He had never thought of this.

"This is also related to Mr. Scamander." DeRols said, "If you don't have your promise, we would rather work harder than let this dangerous factor go out."

“I just happen to have experience in this area,” Newt said modestly.

The Hungarian Horntail in his box was even more troublesome than its counterparts here, otherwise it would not have been sent back three times.

"I want a Hornet," Kyle said without hesitation.

"I hope you won't regret it."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Kyle felt that DeRols seemed to be relieved just now, as if he had gotten rid of some big trouble.

"Let me make it clear first. We will not return any fire dragons we send out." Drols said quickly, "If one day you don't want to keep it anymore, you have to give up your legal dragon-keeping certificate. Also, if the fire dragon causes any trouble, we will take it back anyway."

"No problem," Kyle said.

Although he didn't know what Drols was planning, how could he possibly send the fire dragon back?

It's like the gold coins that Sniff stuffed into your pocket. It's hard to even remove them, let alone spit them out voluntarily.

"Then the rest is easy." DeRols suddenly became more enthusiastic. "Let's go have lunch first and talk while we eat."

Kyle felt more and more that something was wrong, but because he had obtained two new fire dragons, he was happy and did not think much about it. He followed DeRols to the cafeteria of the reserve.

……

Lunch was similar to the last time I came, with large pieces of grilled meat, a few meager slices of vegetables, and a bowl of soup of some unknown ingredient.

It was gray and bubbling.

Kyle just took a look and put the bowl aside. The chef here and Hagrid should have something in common.

But DeRols ate it with great relish.

Dumbledore also took a tentative sip.

"This tastes quite special." He looked at Kyle, "I suggest you try it."

“No thanks.” Kyle looked at the color of the bowl of soup again and shook his head firmly.

After a simple lunch, everything Kyle wanted was prepared.

The first thing was food. A box of flame stones was brought over. Since it was a young dragon, it didn't need too much, so this was enough.

There were also various meats. DeRoss chose a group of wild boars and a group of goats, totaling about fifty.

Wild boar is the favorite of Lion Dragon, while goat is prepared for Hungarian Horntail.

"Oh, it's a good thing Aberforth isn't here." Dumbledore whispered beside him, "Otherwise he would go crazy."

Kyle understood immediately and couldn't help but chuckle.

Aberforth had a goat, and he took great care of it.

Then comes the highlight.

A scarlet fire dragon about seven or eight feet tall was carried over. Its head was longer than that of an ordinary fire dragon, and its sharp horns spread across the back of its head like a mane. It really looked somewhat similar to a lion, and it also had a pair of broad wings that were longer than its body.

"Be careful," DeRols warned, "Lion dragons are not gentle creatures. Their irritability is second only to the Hungarian Horntail and the Norwegian Spinosaurus."

"I know." Kyle nodded.

He looked around, "Where's my Horntail?"

"Don't worry." Derols smiled slightly, "Although it is only eight months old, its situation is special, so it may take a little longer... Oh, isn't it coming?"

Kyle looked in the direction of his finger.

The whole person was stunned for a moment.

I saw five dragon keepers, holding up a fire dragon that was almost twenty feet tall with an iron chain as thick as their wrists, and moving it towards this side with difficulty.

"This is... eight months?"

"Yeah." The smile on Drols's face became more obvious. "Hungarian Horntails are somewhat larger than other dragons. This is normal."

"Bigger?" Kyle muttered.

Although they are the same age, the lion dragon looks so delicate next to it that it looks like a toy.

And...even though it was under a stun spell, this Hungarian Horntail was still waving its tail unconsciously.

Kyle watched helplessly as a dragon breeder was pierced through the thigh by a spike because he was unable to dodge in time.

The other party skillfully left the team, took out a bottle of potion with his left hand and sprinkled it on the wound, bandaged it with his right hand at the same time, and then continued to walk forward and grab the chain as if nothing had happened. The whole process was smooth and it was obvious that he had done it many times.

Everyone else, including him, looked as if they were used to it.

"Hmm..." Kyle cleared his throat and said, "I suddenly feel that Wales..."

"No returns, remember?" DeRols interrupted him. "I'm sure you can take good care of it."