gray eye to gray eye

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This kid definitely did it on purpose, because he needs something to divert his attention, otherwise he might be the next one to be named and criticized...

I carefully pulled out a few young grass shoots that Draco missed that grew on the roots of the herbs.

Finally, a bell rang from the castle.

Draco jumped up almost immediately.

"Wait, everyone stand still, I want to check, the unqualified students must stay and continue to complete the task!"

Maybe there were too many students who deserted in this class, or a few boys in Gryffindor broke several herbs carelessly... In short, the good-tempered Mrs. Sprout delayed the class for the first time.

Draco's face immediately turned pale, and he lowered his head nervously to check the small herb field we were in charge of.

I rolled my eyes at him bluntly, determined to make this kid nervous for a while!

Points were deducted mercilessly for those whose herbs were broken or pulled out by mistake; those who did not remove the weeds were left in court...

Even though he might not be able to protect himself, when he saw that the Potter and Weasley group not far from us were not only deducted points, but also detained, Draco still raised the corners of his mouth gloatingly.

Mrs. Sprout quickly walked to the small area that Draco and I were in charge of. Although her face was still grim, she nodded slightly.

Draco gave Potter and Weasley a provocative look, packed his things and immediately left the hot and humid greenhouse.

I followed Draco hurriedly across the field, toward the cabin at the edge of the forbidden forest.

This is a rare situation for Draco!

You know, children who always demand themselves with aristocratic etiquette and take Lucius as an example, their usual walking posture, to be honest, is just one step away from swaggering, and rarely runs and jumps like this... …

Hagrid's face was flushed, and he waited outside the cabin very excitedly.

"It's coming out soon!"

Hagrid let us into the hut and said impatiently.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw that huge black egg was lying on the table, and there was already a deep crack on it.Something was moving inside, and there was a rattling sound.

"Oh, right now!" Draco leaned over, almost sticking to the egg.

Hagrid stood by and grinned happily, "What about Harry and the others?"

Draco didn't even look up.

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley are detained. Miss Granger is probably waiting for them." I struggled to move a huge chair over, "Hagrid, sit down and wait!"

"Understandable, they must be impatient, so they didn't pay attention to the class, right?" Hagrid said cheerfully.

I smiled and nodded.

"Soon, soon..." Draco muttered excitedly.

Hagrid's attention was drawn to it.

I took the marsupial spider that Draco had taught me from the pouch I carried, and opened the door of the small cage.

When the egg made a harsh scratching sound, I threw the spider over the edge of Hagrid's chair and screamed.

"Ah, Hagrid, Hagrid, under your..."

In order not to arouse Hagrid's suspicion, I had to pretend to be a little girl who is very afraid of spiders, and continued to make noise while hopping exaggeratedly.

The innocent Hagrid looked over immediately.

"Oh, oh, don't be afraid, it's another cute little marsupial, this kind of marsupial spider is rarely seen now, the little guy must have accidentally separated from his mother..." Hagrid carefully held the pink one The spider held it up and said with a smile on his face.

Potter and the others rushed over at this time.

Hagrid carefully guarded the spider area and opened the door.

"Ah—spider!"

There was a real scream from outside the door.

"Ron, come on, that's just a tiny spider!" Granger said dissatisfied...

Thin beads of sweat emerged from the tip of Draco's nose, and at this moment a jet-black baby dragon had struggled halfway out of its eggshell.Draco took out a small crystal bottle, which contained a small amount of gray-pink liquid, quickly fed the newborn baby dragon some, and then nodded at me.

Because of Weasley's fear of spiders, Hagrid had to find a box, put the marsupial spider in it, and put it away.

"Oh, the dragon is out!" Potter reminded.

Weasley, who was still in shock, had a very ugly face, and it seemed that he was really afraid of spiders.

"No, we missed..." Weasley wailed.

"It's all your fault. If you can be more serious in herbal medicine class, Harry and you won't have to stay in class!" Granger reprimanded unceremoniously.

"It can't all be blamed on Ron..." Potter defended his friend without confidence.

The newborn baby dragon was waddling and thrashing on the table.

Tell me, it's not really pretty, it looks like a crumpled black umbrella.Compared with its thin and black body, its spiny wings are particularly large.Xiaolong also has a long and big nose with white nostrils, horn bumps on his head, and orange-red eyes protruding outward.When you sneeze, a few sparks will come out of your nose.

"It's beautiful, isn't it," murmured Hagrid.He stretched out a hand and touched Xiaolong's head.Xiaolong bit his finger, showing his long pointed teeth.

I felt it would be very painful just looking at it, so I took half a step back indiscriminately, so as not to splash the sparks from the little dragon on my robe.

"My God, look, it knows its mother!" Hagrid continued to sigh indifferently.

Strangely, the young master Malfoy, who has always followed a high-standard aesthetic line, nodded, and reached out to touch Xiaolong's wrinkled head in the same intoxicated way.

Fortunately, the little dragon didn't bite him!

"Hagrid," Granger asked worriedly, "how fast does the Norwegian Ridgeback grow?"

"Oh, dear Norbert, come to mother..." Hagrid continued to tease the black baby dragon as if he didn't hear it.

Draco's expression changed.

We stayed in Hagrid's cabin for an hour, watching Hagrid humming a song and ordering a big wooden box for the little dragon as a nest, and we didn't leave until lunch.

"To be honest, Draco, it doesn't seem to have much effect, Xiaolong doesn't know you at all!"

Although we all went to the restaurant, we separated from Potter and the others when we left the cabin.

The thoughts of Potter and his party are obviously the same, they are far ahead of us.

Because when we were saying goodbye just now, Draco was hugging Xiaolong and coaxing it to sleep, so he was reluctant to let go!

"Where are your eyes? Phyllis allows me to hold her, but Hagrid is not allowed to touch her!"

After finishing speaking, Draco stretched out his intact fingers and waved them in front of me.

This is true!

When we arrived, Pansy, Blaise, and Daphne were sitting at the dinner table, slowly eating their lunch.

Pansy was preparing to greet Draco with the brightest smile, but when she noticed the smile on Draco's face and the bright eyes, and thought of Draco's mysterious relationship with Emma recently, Pansy's expression immediately changed. darkened.

Yes, Draco, who was so excited, didn't notice at all, quickly finished his lunch, and was about to run out again.

"Draco, you'd better take a break, we still have classes in the afternoon." I reminded, tugging at his robe.

In the afternoon is History of Magic. Although Professor Spencer does not call names, the leaders of all Slytherin grades are not so easy to do!

The corners of Draco's eyebrows twitched a few times, and he sat down vigorously. After everyone put down their knives and forks, he got up and walked into the common room...

There are not many courses in the first grade, so I can spare time to take a short nap at noon.

When I walked down the stairs refreshed, Draco was already waiting at the door of the common room. His schoolbag was much bigger than before, and Crabbe held him in his arms.

"This is you?" I walked over and asked.

"Bring a few more books!" Draco pulled his schoolbag over, carried it casually, and strode out of the common room.

All the first years were not required to act in unison now, of course, if they happened to be in the common room at this time, they would usually walk behind Draco together tacitly.

The history of magic is almost unchanged, and Professor Spence read the key points from the textbook in the same tone.

This class is the most relaxing time for us. We only need to mark the book, or occasionally add a few notes, without any effort.

However, Draco scribbled for a whole class, and there were four or five thick books opened or closed in front of him...

When we got together in the evening to do the homework assigned by Professor Flitwick yesterday, we realized that Draco's thesis was only missing a finishing touch.

Ten minutes later, he hurriedly checked the typos, and couldn't wait to leave the cellar.

"Seriously, baby, what is our little prince doing in private?" Bryce threw himself in front of me, screaming "Aww".

Pansy, Daphne, Crabbe, and Goyle all stopped what they were doing and looked over.

Can I tell them that Draco is doing illegal things with the big keykeeper - Hagrid - with a Norway Ridgeback baby dragon!

"To be honest, I don't know too well, he mail-ordered something a few days ago, maybe he is more interested in that!" I replied vaguely.

"Oh, Merlin, Draco won't be keeping that marsupial spider outside the castle!" Pansy exclaimed.

This little girl knew what Draco mail-ordered!

"Hehe, Draco liked small animals when he was a child..." Crabbe added with a smirk.

Gore nodded again and again...

I lowered my head and flipped through the reference book, letting them discuss along this crooked path without looking up!

A week later, I found time to accompany Draco to see Phyllis.

He insisted that I must call the little dragon by that name!

In just one week, the Norwegian Ridgeback pup has tripled in length since it was born.Puffs of smoke spewed out from its nostrils from time to time.Hagrid's cabin was full of burnt marks, empty brandy bottles and chicken feathers were strewn all over the floor, and the room was filled with a strange smell of burnt, wine and blood.

About a quarter of an hour later, I said goodbye to Draco and Hagrid, and escaped from the cabin holding my nose.

I really can't stand that strange smell. Moreover, the young Norwegian Ridgeback is obviously not very good-tempered, and will spray a small stream of flames into its nose every now and then. It is no longer a spark!

Draco actually persisted for a week, taking almost all of his free time to go to Hagrid every day...

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The author has something to say: What will happen if the little dragon grows bigger in the future?Jiangyue will ask for a day off tomorrow!The day after tomorrow, that is, resume normal updates on Monday!Thank you for your support!

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