days at Hogwarts

Chapter 95 Charmander

Loren listened for a while, and knew that Quirrell had given Hagrid a dragon egg in order to trick Hagrid on how to deal with the three-headed dog.

Thinking about this matter, it is really full of slots, a fire dragon egg is very valuable, and Quirrell actually gave away a fire dragon egg just for the weakness of the three-headed dog.Voldemort didn't make any comments on this, what kind of solid-eyed Death Eater is this.

He leaned behind the three of them and said, "How many times in your life will you give Hagrid a prison meal?"

The sudden sound startled the three of them.

"Loren! When did you come?" Harry asked.

Loren didn't answer the question, "If it's discovered that the dragon is raised privately, both the dragon and Hagrid will be punished. This is not a good thing."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion. The key is to see what Hagrid thinks."

Loren doesn't plan to get too involved in these matters. Anyway, the fire dragon incident ended successfully, so there is no need to worry about it.He just wanted to complete the alchemy circle as soon as possible.

"Only we know about it now." Harry preferred Hagrid.

Seeing Hagrid's obsession, it was obvious that he wanted to hatch the fire dragon.

Harry didn't have an intuitive impression of the Ministry of Magic's regulations. When he first started school, he still felt that the Hogwarts school rules were iron laws. It was less than a year ago, and he committed almost all the crimes that could be committed, and there seemed to be no consequences.

Hagrid was the one who brought Harry out of that dark place and opened the door to a new world for him.Harry may not even be aware of it, but he vaguely regards Hagrid as a close parent, a bit like a father.

He thought to himself: Hogwarts has professors and Dumbledore, and there are no Muggles around here. Raising fire dragons will not cause harm to anyone.

It wasn't difficult to choose between what the hell, the Statute of Secrecy, and Hagrid's wish.

"We'll talk about it when the time comes. We'll just keep it a secret." Harry stretched, ended the conversation, and pulled Ron upstairs.

"Oh, I knew it." Hermione was used to these troll-headed friends, and she had to figure it out for herself.

Loren and Hermione said good night, returned to the dormitory, and continued to immerse themselves in the alchemy laboratory.

the next day.Hermione sorted out a list of books about dragons in the library, and she wanted to write down these materials to prepare for possible accidents.

Loren is also in the library, and he is looking at some cases about private use of the Untraceable Stretching Curse and being punished.prevent making the same mistakes.

Turning over the last page of "Classic Cases of British Wizards in the 20th Century" about the Untraceable Stretching Curse, Loren rubbed his sore brows and eyes.

He was sure he would never make the stupid mistake of packing dozens of elephants into a box.

Hermione next to her was immersed in a thick "Fire Dragon's Staged Growth", writing and drawing in the book from time to time, and she had already seen the end page.

Closing the book, Hermione looked complicated, and said to Loren, "I don't know if Hagrid and the others know that the fire dragon will be bigger than his wooden house in a short time after it is born."

"Instead of looking at the information on fire dragons, why not look at the Ministry of Magic's punishment case for raising fire dragons." Loren showed Hermione the book in his hand, "At least we can know the size of the cell where Hagrid is held, and maybe Hagrid is still in custody." Leigh and Ron."

Hermione could hear the banter in Loren's mouth, she walked away from her worry, and couldn't help but smile, "You're right, maybe we two accomplices can be locked together."

"Do your homework, Prisoner One, Mr. Morgan."

"Yes, Prisoner Two, Miss Granger."

There are a little over [-] million homework this week.

Harry and Ron hadn't been seen all weekend.They mingled with Hagrid, and when they returned to the dormitory at night, they were still discussing the pattern on the dragon's egg and the gender of the little charmander inside.

Both Seamus and Neville thought that these two people were suddenly interested in fire dragons, so they didn't think much about it.

It is normal for twelve or thirteen-year-old students to suddenly be interested in dragons. Seamus has been interested in Muggle cannons for a while, and he believes that the two have the same attraction for young wizards.

Sunday night.

Before going to bed, Loren routinely asked Harry, "Have you done your transfiguration homework?"

Several professors assigned an astonishing amount of homework this weekend. In two days, Loren barely finished the homework for the Transfiguration class that was due on Monday, and planned to finish the rest before handing in the homework.

But Harry and Ron had been obsessed with the world of fire dragons for the past two days, and he felt that the two of them would definitely have to work overtime again tonight.

"Not yet, don't worry." Harry replied casually, he was talking to Ron about whether Charmander should recognize the person who hatched it as father or mother.

There was no rush, Loren admired the good attitude of the two, and went to bed.

The orthographic runes of the second pair of runes have been perfectly described.As for the echo of the inverse runes, he attempted to simulate a brand new concept of weight, which has nothing to do with classical mechanics or universal gravitation, and is only a unique attribute for wizards to understand matter.

Flammel believes that this idea is currently correct, but in the higher-level alchemy field, Muggle's understanding of space and quality will help Loren understand magic.

Magic is like that, you think it doesn't make sense, but it actually makes sense.You think it might make sense, but in the end you find it makes sense.

Monday.

Loren woke up from the fantasy book, folded the quilt, and the other four people in the dormitory were still lying on the bed, humming occasionally, and had no intention of getting up at all.

Loren felt something was wrong. The first class in the morning was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. How dare you be late?

"Get up!" Loren patted the bed board.

Ron turned over, buried his face in the soft pillow, and muttered, "There's no class today, why get up?"

"No class!?" Loren asked in surprise.

Some vague voice came from the pillow, "Yeah, Easter holiday."

Easter Vacation! ! !

As a fake Briton, Loren has never had the concept of Easter.Coupled with the fact that his mind was full of alchemy circles these days, he actually forgot about it.

Easter is Tuesday, and today and tomorrow are holidays, together with last weekend, there are no classes for four days.

Of course, there are no classes during the Easter holiday, the Hogwarts Express is not open, and students still stay in school.So the ridiculous amount of homework this week is based on holidays.

After going back to the cage, he couldn't fall asleep, and Loren didn't want to disturb Flamel by going back to the book of wonders.Perhaps Flamel waited until he was gone before going to sleep.

After breakfast, he came to the library, where he planned to make up the homework for the remaining subjects.

The homework assigned by Professor Flitwick in the spell class is very directional. About making apples dance, peaches dance, and various fruits dance, this has nothing to do with the content of the previous class.

It was hard not to believe that he wasn't hinting at something, that as long as the troll hadn't had his head swung with a stick, he would have thought about the magic used in the process.

Hermione arrived at the library just as Loren had just finished writing How to Make Apples Dance.

The little witch's hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her bow tie was not particularly neat. She sat casually next to Loren and looked at the contents of Loren's parchment.

"Good morning~" Hermione's voice was a little lazy and soft.

"Did you stay up late last night to catch up with your homework?"

"I stayed up all night to read some cases. If someone guarantees that the fire dragon did not cause damage, Hagrid might not have to go to jail." Hermione finally got rid of the fire dragon panic.

"Let me think."

Loren put his chin on one hand and pretended to think, "Newt Scamander was fired for keeping dangerous animals, and Hagrid was fired for keeping dangerous animals. Guess we will be fired for dragons?"

Hermione was terrified when she heard this, and she was so frightened that she fell asleep, "We definitely won't! Fire dragons are not kept in the school."

The sunlight shines into the library from outside the window, adding a layer of clear filter to the bookshelves.

The two were laughing and discussing how to make Taozi dance tango and grapes dance group ballet...

The morning of February 4th.

Ron closed his eyes, put the sweater knitted by Aunt Mollie on his body, and reached out to fumble for the coat, "Do you think the class on April Fool's Day is a joke of the professors?"

"Then they got a trick on me." Harry moved in sync with Ron. Their Easter vacation was all spent on dragon eggs, and they stayed up late last night to learn from homework, and now they are sleepy to death.

Loren, who was already fully dressed and waiting beside them, was in stark contrast to them.

He said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I also think it's a joke, or else you can continue to sleep. I'll go to the greenhouse to have a look, and I'll let Hanhan come back to inform you when the class is really over."

Harry and Ron opened their eyes and gave him a bloodshot white eye, "Thank you."

Seamus and Neville dragged the two of them and followed Loren to the restaurant.

After drinking a bowl of warm oat milk, the simple and milky aroma of the grains flowed into the stomach smoothly, and the two of them were refreshed.

Hermione was sitting next to Loren, with an angry look on her face, her silver teeth tearing pieces of bread one bite at a time.

"Bread has a grudge against you?" Loren wondered.

"It's the end of the term! I didn't realize that the end of the term is coming!" Hermione said angrily.

"You are still dreaming, the exam is two and a half months away from us."

Loren reached out to Hermione's forehead to see if she had a fever, but Hermione nimbly dodged sideways holding the bread.

"Ten weeks, ten weeks to be precise." Hermione said with a mouthful of bread, her cheeks bulging, and her words were a little vague.

"I should have thought that the assignments given by the professors were a hint that we should review."

"It's all your fault. Pull me to say that grapes should dance hip-hop. I'm so stupid to argue with you on this issue."

Loren felt inexplicably happy, "Grapes are indeed not suitable for ballet."

"Why doesn't it fit—" Hermione just wanted to refute, then took a deep breath to control herself, "Stop talking about grapes, we should start reviewing."

Then Hermione started babbling about her review plans, from Transfiguration to Charms, matches turning into needles, lighting spells and levitation spells...

Loren and the others don't care too much, Hermione is like this, she likes to learn.

Hermione kept nagging until the next few days.

Potions get out of class was over, and everyone went back to the dining room from the basement side by side.

Harry and Ron were trying to figure out when Charmander would hatch.

Hermione didn't listen to other people's topics at all, and kept thinking: "Potions and Herbalism are reviewed together, and the medicinal properties are similar."

Harry turned to look at Loren, "Is she alright?"

"It'll be fine when she memorizes all the textbooks, don't worry." Loren didn't think this was a fear of the exam. Hermione should be excited about the exam, and she couldn't wait for the exam.

Ron and Harry shuddered at the answer.

On weekends, it is rare for a few people to get together to do homework.

It was only three days ago that Harry and Ron stayed up late to catch up on homework, and the impression was still deep.

That morning in the greenhouse, staring at the herbs with bloodshot eyes, Rolf thought they were affected by some kind of medicine, and almost called for help from the professor.

"White Fresh Grown in Crete"

The last letter was "k". Harry's tail pen was stretched long, curling up into a pattern of vines, and then he casually threw the quill out and inserted it into the ink bottle.

"Completed!" The voice was full of pride.

Ron also finished at about the same time, "Let's go and play with Hagrid later."

"agree!"

Waiting for the ink to dry, he rolled up the parchment immediately, without any thought of checking it.

Ron took Loren's small bag of books, and Harry put the two homework in it, a set of movements were smooth and coordinated.

"Let's go first, Loren will help us take our homework back." Harry pulled Ron and wanted to run.

Hermione stopped the two, "You should review with us."

"Oh!" The two exclaimed in unison, as if they were being targeted by some ferocious magical animal.

The extraordinary decibels attracted Mrs. Pince's attention. Feeling Mrs. Pince's warning gaze, the two hurriedly lowered their voices.

"Hermione, the exam is still hundreds of years away," said Ron.

"Ten weeks, only ten weeks," retorted Hermione.

Harry scratched his head, "We'll start reviewing now, and we'll forget about it before the end of the term."

Hermione blinked her eyes in bewilderment, a little unable to understand the sentence, and took apart and reassembled each word in her mind.

Loren pulled Hermione back to her seat, "Let them go, they won't sleep well until the dragon hatches."

"Say hello to Hagrid for us."

"Okay!" the two exclaimed happily.

Under Mrs. Pince's angry driving, Harry and Ron ran out of the library without looking back.

When he came back at night, Harry excitedly told Loren that Charmander would break out of its shell next week.Ron on the side looked weird and was very tangled.

As the time for the fire dragon to break its shell was getting closer, the mentality of the two began to change.

Harry became even more excited, and he couldn't wait for the Charmander to come out of its shell the next moment and spit a small mouthful of flame at him.Ron was different, he became overwhelmed.

On Monday afternoon, Harry went to the Forbidden Forest after class, and Ron unexpectedly refused to go with him.

In the Gryffindor common room, Loren and Hermione were comparing their different opinions on their homework.

Ron sat aside, fiddling with the pieces on the chessboard unconsciously, "You don't know how dangerous dragons are. Every time Charlie comes home, he gets new scars. Mom scolded him hundreds of times, but he still likes dragons."

"Didn't you really want to see fire dragons before?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Yeah, but—" Ron couldn't express the worry in his heart, and sighed heavily.

"I really want to know what the days of peace and tranquility are like."