Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Go and see Madam Pomfrey." Hermione suggested. The keen little witch also noticed Harry's often painful scar.

"Harry, relax. Hermione is right. As long as Dumbledore is around, the Philosopher's Stone will not be in danger. In any case, we have not found any evidence to confirm that Snape has heard about the method of subduing Lu Wei.

Way. He almost had his leg bitten off last time, and he won't rush to take risks again. If even Hagrid betrays Dumbledore, then Neville can be selected for the England Quidditch team." Luo

En was lying on the grass and said lazily, the weather was too hot, and without the threat of exams, Ron was a little unmotivated.

Harry nodded, but he couldn't get rid of a vague feeling, as if he had forgotten to do something, a very important thing. When he explained this feeling, Hermione said: "It's all

It was the exam that caused the problem. I woke up last night and was busy reviewing the notes for the Transfiguration class, and then I suddenly remembered that we had already passed the exam for that class."

Suddenly, Harry jumped up and pulled Tiera towards Hagrid's hut.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked sleepily.

"I suddenly remembered something." Harry explained as he ran, his face turned pale, "We must go find Hagrid right away."

"Why?" Hermione gasped, and Ron struggled to catch up with him.

"Don't you think it's a little strange?" Harry said as he hurried down the grassy slope. "What Hagrid wants most is a dragon, but a stranger happens to have a dragon egg in his pocket? How many people are there?

Walking around with dragon eggs all day long? You know that's against wizarding laws! Don't you think they were lucky enough to find Hagrid? Why didn't I think of this before?"

"What do you want to do?" Ron asked, but Harry just ran across the field and towards the forest without answering his question.

Hagrid was sitting on a chair outside the hut, his trousers rolled up high, facing a large bowl, busy shelling pea pods.

"Hello," he said with a smile, "the exam is over? Do you have time for a cup of tea?"

"Okay, thank you," Ron said, but Harry interrupted him.

"No, we have an emergency. Hagrid, I have something to ask you. Do you remember the night you won the Nobel Prize playing cards? What did the stranger you played cards with look like?"

"I don't know," Hagrid said nonchalantly, "He refused to take off his cloak." He saw the expressions of astonishment on the faces of the three children immediately, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

"What's so strange about this? The Pig's Head Bar is the bar in the village. There are always some weird guys coming there. That guy might be a dragon vendor. I never saw his face clearly. He was wearing a pocket

Hat."

"What did you say to him, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts?" Harry plopped down and sat down next to Hagrid.

"Maybe I mentioned it." Hagrid frowned and tried to remember, "By the way, he asked me what I did, so I told him that I was the gamekeeper here, and he asked me a little more about what I was looking after.

Animals, I told him, and then I said that I have always wanted a dragon, and then... I can't remember clearly, he kept buying me wine... Let me think about it... Ha, yes

Then he said he had a dragon egg in his hand. If I wanted it, we could play cards and bet...but he had to find out whether I had the ability to deal with the dragon. He didn't want the dragon to go out and cause trouble.

...So I told him that I can even manage Lu Wei obediently, and a dragon is nothing at all..."