Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

"What's wrong? That's what the book teaches." Hagrid was a little scared.

Les proved with his actions that he is an expert in raising fire dragons. Naturally, Hagrid did not dare to ignore what Rice said. Instead, he had to brace himself and listen carefully, trying not to miss a word.

"The three-week-old fire dragon can already be fed meat. It doesn't matter whether it's raw or cooked. Chicken blood is a transitional food when the dragon's teeth are not fully developed." Les pointed at Ron's finger. If Ron could be bitten like that, Norberta would have been able to eat meat a long time ago.

"And your proportions are wrong," Les frowned as he looked at the mixture in the bottle: "The purpose of adding brandy to chicken blood is to make the newly hatched Charmanders drunk, so as to facilitate transportation, so The brandy should be of high alcohol content, and the ratio to chicken blood should be at least three to one. The brandy in your bottle will only make it drunk - but it will help it spit fire."

Hagrid suddenly realized, "I asked why they are matched like this. It turns out it is for ease of transportation!"

After successfully hatching baby dragons, medieval fire dragon dealers would pour a large amount of high-concentration wine or even sleeping potions into the little dragons, allowing them to sleep quietly in a box, making it easier to transport and sell them.

There was no need for Hagrid to do this.

Norberta's bad temper may also be related to being drunk all day long.

After getting Les's suggestion, Hagrid cut some chicken for Norberta and threw it under the bed. Norberta twitched her nose to smell the chicken, and immediately started chewing it. It tasted delicious.

"Ha, she can also roast chicken!" Hagrid squatted aside, watching his Charmander eat like a child, with a look of happiness in his eyes. Ron and Daphne couldn't help but ran to Hagrid, took the chicken strips from his hand and threw them towards Norberta's mouth.

By the time Norberta's belly was full, Hagrid's stew was ready.

The flavors of chicken and vegetables mix together to create an alluring aroma. There is not a drop of water in the whole pot of stew, and the juices oozing out from the ingredients themselves make the soup in the pot especially delicious.

Hagrid was right, the chickens he raised did taste so good that even Daphne ate several large pieces regardless of the image.

What's even better is that after the rock cake has been soaked in vegetable soup for a while, it becomes soft and can be chewed!

Hagrid, together with Les, ate the whole pot of stew and the plate of rock cakes.

"Norbert only eats these things, and the nutrition seems a bit incomplete..." Les suddenly said this while Hagrid was chewing on a big chicken drumstick.

"Oh?" Hagrid immediately put down the chicken drumstick in his hand. When it comes to Norberta's healthy growth, he can't afford to be careless.

"For the fire dragon, I'm afraid it's not possible to only eat chicken. Also, the environment here is very different from the dragon's lair. It's okay for a short time when it lives here, but it's not good for a long time. of."

Rice isn’t being alarmist; it’s true. Baby fire dragons in the wild environment will be properly fed by their mothers. Their diet will not only include chicken, a single food. At the same time, the temperature of the fire dragon's lair is much higher than that of Hagrid's hut, and the concentration of substances such as sulfur is also higher. Artificially bred fire dragons require breeders to artificially supplement these substances in order for them to grow healthily.

"Then I'll go back and get some hares, wild boars, ferrets and the like to feed it." Hagrid proposed a solution with a wave of his hand. ,

"Yes, but how does Hagrid plan to solve the temperature problem? A light stove cannot solve the problem." Les followed the instructions and prompted Hagrid to think deeply.

"Ah, what can I do?" A trace of anxiety flashed across Hagrid's face: "Do you have any good ideas?"

He subconsciously turned to Les for help.

"Of course, there is such a magic potion formula recorded in the ancient books collected in my home, which can be used as a nutritional supplement when raising fire dragons." Lestu said daggers.

Daphne narrowed her eyes: Isn't this a letter left by an ancient wizard?

"Oh? Can you... provide me with the formula? I'll find someone to make it." Hagrid was quite embarrassed when he asked for the formula - this is a potion formula passed down from his family, so asking for it by himself is really... …

But this is all for the healthy growth of Norbert!

Hagrid was worried about his fire dragon.

"Hagrid, you don't need to find anyone. Les is an excellent potion maker himself." Ron swallowed the food in his mouth and vaguely introduced to Hagrid how Les was a magic potion maker. performance in the pharmaceutical field.

"So awesome!" Hagrid's eyes widened a few times when he heard that Les could actually make a potion to treat fire dragon bites by himself.

"Not bad, not bad. I have some talent in potions."

Listening to Les's self-effacement, Daphne resisted the urge to roll her eyes - this guy's purpose was obviously not pure!

In Hagrid's gratitude, Rice agreed to provide Hagrid with Norbert's nutritional supplements, but in exchange, he needed Hagrid to prepare some "specialties" from the Forbidden Forest for him - such as unicorns. tail hair and so on.

As the sun set, Les left Hagrid's hut carrying a bag filled with Hagrid's harvest in the Forbidden Forest over the years. There was even a bottle of fresh fire dragon blood in it!

"What a harvest!" Daphne looked at the bag in Les's hand and couldn't help but say.

"This is mutual benefit, isn't it?" The corner of Les's mouth curled up slightly: "If these things are left with him, they will just slowly gather dust, but in my hands, they can become precious potions - even if they are Gryffindor can't blame me if it pops out of the ground."

In Rice's eyes, Hagrid's hanging of precious potion ingredients and bacon was an obvious waste of resources. Rather than letting them gather dust and rot in a corner, it is better to give them to yourself and let them play their due role.

With the help of Rice's knowledge and supplements, Norberta grew up healthy and strong, but this did not change the fact that it had to be sent away - this was the consensus reached by several people and Hagrid.

Ron sent a letter to his brother Charlie and made an appointment with him.

That day finally arrived.

Under Hagrid's reluctant gaze, Norberta was given a sleeping potion prepared by Les, stuffed into a large wooden box prepared in advance, and then brought to the letter for an appointment by Harry, Ron and Daphne. "delivery" location.

Daphne was willing to get involved in this matter because she developed feelings for Norberta while raising her. When the day came for it to be sent away, she was a little reluctant to part with it.

Les didn't have that much affection for Norberta, and just took some more blood before she left. As for saying goodbye, let Daphne and the others do it, he has other things to do.

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