HP Feathered Serpent Rebirth

According to Draco, the new "Gryffindor Four" intends to send Norbert (the dragon's name, you know) tomorrow night.

[Hiss, Harry, you haven't seen me for a long time. ] Hydra swam into Harry's bedroom and said.

【Hmph, you have the nerve to say, I came to Hogwarts, you dated Miss Snake in the Forbidden Forest, and now you are back. ] Harry grabbed the little snake by seven inches and hissed.

[Aww, Harry let me go~] Hydra struggled in mid-air

【Hydra, I won't quarrel with you. You will be guarding outside Hagrid's house from tomorrow morning, and steal the dragon before it is taken away at night】Harry issued an order.

[Hiss, dragon?Harry's dragon meat is delicious, right? 】 Xu Dela straightened up, licked his mouth with the letter, and said.

[You can pull it down, the dragon is good as a potion material. 】Harry curled his lips, and suddenly froze—a dragon's eggshell!Hagrid actually threw it away!Such a waste!Harry, a certain potions maniac, beat his head angrily.

[Harry! 】Hydra stopped Harry who was "harming himself", 【There will be a Quidditch match tomorrow. 】

[Great, bring it here during Quidditch. 】Harry smiled, the first Quidditch game.

"The game has begun!" Harry leaned lazily on the back of the chair, listening to Lee Jordan's explanation, with his left hand behind his back, holding the space bag in his left hand, waiting for Hydra to put the dragon into it.

[Hiss, Harry, here I come. ] There was a familiar hissing sound, the bag in his hand was heavy, and a bracelet was added to his wrist. Harry withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and stared at Quirrell on the teacher's seat.

The Gryffindor Seeker's broom shook, and Harry looked at Snape, who stared blankly at Marcus, who was throwing the Quaffle.

"Hehe." Harry laughed out loud, and sure enough, it wasn't him, so Severus didn't care.

"Merlin!"

"What happened to William's (random) broom?"

I saw that boy named William was thrown off the broom and was rescued by Professor McGonagall with a floating spell.

The broom flew towards Harry, and Harry pulled out his wand without any hesitation and "split it apart".Watching the broom blown to pieces, Harry said to the professors on the teacher's bench: "Professor, I hope you can explain this to me." Then he winked at Draco, and Draco said knowingly: " My father would not have allowed this to happen at Hogwarts."

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, we will investigate this matter." After a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall said.

"Thanks, Professor. I think I need to check with our dean on this."

"Okay, Minerva, I want to talk to my students."

silence...

"Come on, Potter." Snape turned around magnificently and left.

Harry followed quickly, and said softly, "Sev, it's Quirrell."

Snape paused and turned around, "How do you know?"

"He's been staring at the broom." Harry tossed his hair. "He's clearly cursed the broom."

"A dose of water of life and death."

Harry went straight to the table and took out the sleeping dragon.

"Harry Potter! Where did you get it?" Snape asked in shock.

"It was stolen from a half-giant," Harry replied lazily.

"So you'll give it to me?" Snape raised an eyebrow at him.

"This dragon can be regarded as a repository of potion materials, don't you like it?" Harry asked with raised eyebrows following Snape's example.

"The point is not this, the point is where to raise it." Snape said irritably.

"Malfoy Manor is a good choice, isn't it?" Harry smiled.

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