Chinese students at Hogwarts.

The golden egg cracked!

Zhang Xiao stood up suddenly and rushed to the table, as did Malfoy and others. They watched with excitement and nervousness as the cracks in the golden egg grew larger and larger.

"Zhang, what happened?"

Hagrid looked at the little wizards in confusion, because in Hagrid's eyes, the golden egg that required one hand to hold was just like a normal person holding an egg. He did not see any cracks on the golden egg, but He guessed something after seeing the fierce reactions of the little wizards.

"Is it a golden egg? Oh, my God!"

Hagrid stood up hurriedly and stared nervously at the golden egg surrounded by the little wizards.

Norbert was frightened by their reaction. He stopped breathing and looked at them inexplicably. But at this time, the little wizards couldn't care about Norbert.

As the crack gradually widened, a faint and mysterious light began to overflow from the egg, as if the morning sun had broken out, filling the entire cabin and illuminating the faces of the little wizards in a golden color.

The light became more and more intense, and the cracks on the surface of the golden egg were also densely distributed all over the body.

The breaking sound of "click" kept ringing. The golden egg was overwhelmed and fell into pieces. The pure gold fragments fell on the iron table and made a continuous, crisp and melodious tinkling sound.

Immediately afterwards, a silver-white, square cube rolled out of the golden egg.

"What is this?"

Ron curiously stretched out his hand to touch it. As soon as his fingers touched the surface of the iron block, he couldn't help but wailed and retracted faster.

"Damn, this thing is so hot."

Ron looked at the redness and swelling on his fingers, held them in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"When will you learn to be more careful?" Hermione shook her head helplessly, took out the wand from her waist, and muttered "Clear water like a spring" in a low voice.

A clear spring of water gushed out from the tip of the wand and sprayed onto the small square.

The hot little cube immediately emitted steam, but the temperature had already dropped.

Malfoy wiped the small square on the hem of his robe, turned it over in the palm of his hand, looked at it for a while, and said doubtfully:

"Could this be the clue to the next level? But I can't see anything."

"Perhaps we should give it a tap with the wand, like a wizard would normally open something?"

Harry whispered, took out his wand, and tapped twice on the small iron block.

"Please, how could there be such a stupid way to open it?"

Hermione became more and more helpless. She felt that these boys were as simple-minded as single-celled organisms.

"I guess this must be another puzzle for us to find-"

At this moment, the iron block suddenly trembled slightly, and the smooth surface rippled like water. The upward side shrank and deformed, and a round thing similar to a head flashlight stuck out.

A beam of light shot out from the ring, just like what Zhang Xiao had seen, which was used by Dumbledore and Grindelwald when they demonstrated the structure of Gringotts' underground vault.

An exquisite three-dimensional model rotates gently in the air with an illusory light.

"Oh--"

The little wizard's eyes were filled with fascination as he stared at the projection in the sky, even his breathing and voice became very soft:

"Is this the clue to the next level? What is this?"

"It looks like some kind of relic."

Zhang Xiao stared at the three-dimensional model floating in the air, which indeed looked like ruins, collapsed buildings, toppled masterpieces, and dilapidated houses.

"There's a piece missing." Zhang Xiao said in a low voice, "That's wrong, or maybe this is just a part of it."

He turned and looked at Harry and Malfoy: "Where are your golden eggs?"

Only then did the two people react and hurriedly took out their golden eggs and stuffed them in front of Norbert.

"Okay Norbert, breathe fire!"

"Just like you did just now."

But Nobo just tilted his head and looked at them with his golden snake-like pupils.

"Uh, you have to say this." Zhang Xiao coughed twice: "Noble, barbecue!"

Noble's vertical pupils immediately became round, and he raised his neck again, and the scales on his neck became hot and turned a dark red.

Fiery dragon flames surged out from the mouth and burned on the golden egg.

But to everyone's surprise, Harry's golden eggs still shone with a charming pale golden light in the blazing flames, without any change.

Under everyone's expectant gazes, Nobo's flame gradually weakened. Finally, Xiaolong coughed twice, spitting out some green smoke and sparks, and looked at Zhang Xiao aggrievedly.

"No, Noble has reached his limit."

Zhang Xiao shook his head, took out a bottle of brandy from the Qiankun Bag, unscrewed the cap and fed it to Norbert. Only then did Xiaolong hold the bottle with satisfaction, and Hagrid carefully placed it on his own of the head.

"Something's wrong, it must have been burning for longer than the first golden egg." Malfoy frowned and bent down to look at his golden egg carefully.

The surface of the golden eggshell is still as smooth as new, without even a trace of being burned.

"Why is this happening?" Harry was also a little confused: "Is the method of unlocking each golden egg different?"

Zhang Xiao thought for a while, and then said to Malfoy uncertainly: "We seemed to have tried burning it last night, right?"

There were so many methods I tried last night that Zhang Xiao was confused and didn’t know if he had tried burning.

Fortunately, Malfoy had been doing a good job. He took out his black book, flipped through it, and quickly found the record.

"Yes."

Hermione wrinkled her little nose: "But then why did you use it before but it didn't work? Is there any difference between the two kinds of fire?"

"Of course there are differences. One is ordinary flames, and the other is dragon flames." Ron said matter-of-factly.

"But what happens next?" Hermione asked: "Why can't ordinary flames burn effectively, but dragon's flames can?"

"Oh, speaking of that," Hagrid suddenly said harshly, scratching his matted hair.

"What kind of dragon is that dragon egg of yours? Hungarian Horntail?"

"Yes." Zhang Xiao nodded.

"Well, if I remember correctly, if the eggs in the Hungarian Tree Peak want to hatch smoothly, they must be heated by the dragon flames of the female dragon. Only after this step can their eggs be hatched."

Brother Hai is indeed a master who is obsessed with dragons and knows all these trivia.

Must it be heated by dragon flames? Could it be?

Zhang Xiao's eyes slowly opened wide, and so did Hermione. They both said in unison:

"It's how dragons hatch."

"What? What are you talking about?" Harry and Ron said in confusion: "What hatch?"

"It's the hatching method of dragon eggs." Hermione said eagerly: "Each kind of dragon egg has its own unique hatching method.