Hogwarts: Harry's Path to Witches

Chapter 39 Guess what contribution Dumbledore made

The next day happened to be the weekend, and Harley was going to go shopping at Hagrid's to see if there were any materials she could use. She wanted to buy some more.

Although shearing wool is a comfortable thing, Hagrid is such a kind person and loves Harry so much. Harry cannot always be so shameless.

Besides, the materials Hagrid gave Harley were very cheap, which made her very happy.

Hermione also went with Harry to practice the potions knowledge she had learned.

Almost everything was the same as usual, the only difference was that Harry noticed something unusual in Hagrid's cabin from a long distance away.

It's February and the weather is starting to get warmer. But Hagrid's cabin had the windows closed and his thick curtains drawn.

But is Hagrid afraid of the cold? The strong physique brought by his suspected hybrid giant status allowed him to swim back and forth in the Black Lake in the coldest winter.

Harry subconsciously pulled out his wand, pinched his earlobe at the same time, turned on his spiritual vision, and looked into the cabin.

After all, Harry felt something was wrong this time, and he could tell from the details, rather than a spiritual warning from the occult. So she doesn't worry about seeing something she shouldn't.

"What's wrong?" Hermione noticed Harry's reaction and asked involuntarily.

"Hagrid's hut is different from usual." Harry replied simply.

Hermione looked at Hagrid's hut carefully and frowned: "Indeed. The weather is not cold enough to lock the doors and windows and draw the curtains!"

"That's right." Harley nodded, "And the chimney in the house has been smoking, probably because the stove was turned on.

I don’t know if he is sick...no, maybe not...very healthy..."

"What?" Harry's last few words were spoken so quietly that Hermione couldn't hear them clearly.

However, Harley didn't explain, just pointed to the cabin: "Let's just go in and take a look, and we'll know what's going on."

In the recent spiritual observation, the color of Hagrid's spirit body looked very healthy, and the spirituality of the surrounding materials was as active as ever and was constantly draining away.

It seemed that Hagrid had no big problem. The only thing that made Harry regretful was that she taught Hagrid a lot of ways to preserve materials, but it seemed that Hagrid's operations were not correct.

Harry gently knocked on the door of Hagrid's cabin: "Hagrid, are you home?"

"Who is it?" Hagrid's rough but slightly panicked voice sounded.

"It's me, Harry!" Harry shouted back, "Hermione and I came to visit you!"

"Wait a moment, wait a moment, it will be ready soon..."

After a while, Hagrid opened the door of the cabin a crack.

After confirming who was coming through the gap, he quickly opened the door, let Harry and Hermione in, and then immediately closed the door tightly.

The hut was suffocatingly hot, and the flames in the fireplace were blazing high.

"Why are you here?" Hagrid brought tea and ferret sandwiches, but Harry and Hermione declined the latter tacitly.

"There are no classes on the weekend, so let's come to visit you. At the same time, I want to buy some materials from you."

Harry took out a piece of parchment and said, "Hagrid, look at these things. Do you have them?"

"No problem!" Hagrid glanced at the parchment and said

“I have seen these materials in Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, and there are many similar ones in the Forbidden Forest.

I will write to you when I have it all together, and you can identify whether it is the correct material. "

After speaking, Hagrid wiped the sweat from his head, took a big sip of tea, and then said with a smile:

"Harry, you are so much like your mother. Lily also loved potions so much back then..."

Harry listened to Hagrid and quietly observed the room.

Hermione listened very carefully. She was very interested in what happened to Harry's parents at that time.

Ten minutes later, Hagrid's mouth was dry. While he was drinking tea, Harley began to guide the topic:

"Hagrid, it's so warm outside, why do you close the doors and windows and use the fireplace?

I see you are sweating so much, you must be very hot. Do you want me to open the window for some fresh air? "

With that said, Harley made a gesture to stand up and open the window.

"No!" Hagrid immediately shouted to stop him, "Don't open the windows, the dragon eggs need a hot environment..."

"Dragon egg?" Hermione keenly captured the words Hagrid said.

"Oh!" Hagrid covered his face.

After a while, he said dejectedly: "Okay, I admit it. I recently got a dragon egg, and now I'm hatching it."

"But Hagrid," Hermione said with a shocked look on her face.

"Professor Binns just told us in class this week that the 1709 Wizards' Conference officially passed a bill banning the raising of fire dragons. Those who violate the law will be punished by the Ministry of Magic!"

"Oh, that's not a problem." Hagrid didn't listen at all.

"I believe that people from the Ministry of Magic will not have the heart to punish a cute little creature like Fire Dragon.

No problem, trust me. Let’s talk about the dragon egg itself!

I borrowed a book from the library, and it said that dragon eggs should be hatched in flames..."

Hagrid unknowingly became excited and began to show off all kinds of information about his dragon egg.

But Harley was more interested in the channel through which he obtained the dragon eggs. Maybe she could also obtain some prohibited materials from that channel.

So she began to guide Hagrid's topic in this direction.

"Hagrid, can you afford so much high-quality brandy? I think you spent a lot of money when you got the dragon eggs."

When Harley heard about the method of feeding baby dragons, she cut into the topic at the right time.

"Oh, actually I didn't spend much money at all." Hagrid said with a smile, rubbing the back of his head.

"I was drinking in Hogsmeade a few days ago, and I happened to meet a masked man.

I played a few games of cards with him, and this dragon egg was the bet, and I won it. But he is probably eager to get rid of this dragon egg!

My only expense was two bottles of butterbeer for him, and luckily he didn't drink firewhiskey! "

Harley was a little disappointed. She has no need for dragon eggs, and at most they can only be used to make some sealed items.

Harley was more interested in a possible black market channel, but obviously, this time it was just an accident.

Of course, Harley had already heard a name from Hagrid's mouth, "Knockturn Alley." She had never heard of this place in school.

Harry silently wrote it down, preparing to take a look quietly when he had the opportunity.

While Harry was thinking, Hagrid started arguing with Hermione. Hermione tried her best to persuade Hagrid to give away the dragon egg:

"Hagrid, think about it, you live in a wooden house and dragons breathe fire!

So after it hatches, it will easily burn down your house and let people find out that you are illegally raising a fire dragon!

Even if it doesn't burn your house down, a fire dragon can grow as long as your house in two weeks! You should give it away! "

"Oh, no!" Hagrid bit his lip, "No, this child hasn't been born yet, where can it go?

I must at least hatch it and raise it until it has the ability to live independently, otherwise it will be hurt as soon as it goes into the wild!

Only Hogwarts is the safest! "

When Harry heard Hagrid's words, he suddenly wanted to laugh for no reason.

She suddenly said in a faint voice: "The safest? Hagrid, you may have forgotten what Dumbledore's famous achievements are?"

Hagrid looked at Harry in confusion: "What achievement?"

Hermione had already answered first: "One of Professor Dumbledore's most famous academic achievements is the discovery of the 12 uses of fire dragon blood!"

Hagrid's face instantly turned pale and he opened his mouth without saying a word.