The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Now, the few of them discovered that there might be something new to worry about: what would happen to anyone who found Haeger illegally raising dragons in his hut?

I guess Hagrid will definitely be sent to Azkaban? When he thought of the pitiful, helpless but very edible Hagrid hurried in Azkaban aggrievedly, the few people decided to persuade Hagrid in a few days.

During breakfast one day, Hedwig brought Harry a note of Hagrid, which only had four words written on it: It's almost out of the shell.

Rolf also received a message from Harry as soon as possible. They agreed to gather at Hogwarts Castle after class in the evening and prepare to persuade Hagrid.

当然啦,他们几人是劝海格,罗尔夫是去忽悠海格的,本质上还是不一样的.

中午的时候,罗尔夫正准备享受美味的午餐,饿了一上午,终于能吃点热乎的了.

Rolf felt that today's roasted chicken was particularly attractive. The skin was browned and glossy, and it was sprinkled with white sesame seeds. It was no longer possible and I couldn't help saliva.

Rolf picked up a chicken leg and the golden oil dripped down the crispy skin of the chicken leg and began to exude a fragrance into the air.

He felt his taste buds being teased by the fragrance, and he couldn't help but sucking the oil that was about to drip.

Before I could bite this bite, just the contact between my lips and the chicken legs, I could feel that the chicken legs were still tender under the crispy skin.

Moreover, the oil is not as greasy as imagined. It is accompanied by the deliciousness of the gravy and the spicy taste stained from the skin, giving people a rich taste experience.

Rolf couldn't bear to suck the juice from the chicken legs in one breath, but just tasted it and bit off a piece of chicken legs.

Compared to the juice absorbed in the mouth, chicken leg meat can undoubtedly meet people's taste bud needs better.

The moment the teeth were bitten, the crispy "click" sounded stimulating the salivary glands. The chicken legs inside were indeed very tender and could be bitten easily in one bite.

There was still a lot of juice locked in the meat, which kept bursting out in the mouth as I chewed it.

This juice is slightly different from the mouthful he sucked before. It has a stronger meat aroma, which is undoubtedly a beautiful enjoyment for meat eaters!

The spicy and spicy thing that followed immediately stimulated the tongue and saliva, and the hot feeling was like a hot beach.

Just as Rolf was enjoying the taste of roasted chicken, Ron ran over and said they were going to check it out now and asked him if he wanted to go together.

Rolf was really defeated by their curiosity, so he had to quickly take another chicken leg and get up in a hurry.

Then he called Malfoy, who was still on the Slytherin's long table, tried to look at it, and hurriedly followed them to Hagrid's hut to take a look.

After all, if you can witness the birth of one-stop, Malfoy doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

The sun was hanging high in the sky, shining on the entire castle, and they hurried across the ground and headed towards the edge of the forbidden forest land.

From a distance, I saw a tall figure waiting there, and it was Hagrid who came to greet them.

Seeing his face flushed and very excited, those who didn't know thought his wife was giving birth.

"It's coming out, it's time for you to come!" Hager told the people excitedly, and then let them into the cabin.

I saw the dragon egg lying on the huge table of the sea grid. There was a deep crack on the originally black egg shell.

It seemed that something was moving constantly inside, and a very fun clicking sound came out.

Several people moved the chair closer to the table, hoping to observe more clearly, hold their breath, and watch closely. After all, not everyone can see the complete birth process of one-stop.

Suddenly, with a harsh scraping sound, the entire eggshell cracked from the middle.

A little dragon swayed and fluttered on the table. It was not actually beautiful. Even if it weren't for the pair of wings, Rolf would have thought it was a lizard.

It looks like a wrinkled black umbrella, and its prickly wings look particularly large compared to its thin gray swelling body.

It also has a long, large nose with white nostrils, two horn bumps on its head, and orange-red eyes protruding outwards.

It might be because it had just left the warm flame and couldn't help but sneeze, and a few sparks of Mars spurted out from its nose.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Hagrid murmured with blurred eyes as if looking at his lover.

He stretched out a hand and touched Xiaolong's head, but Xiaolong was very unhappy and bit his fingers, revealing his sharp teeth.

"Oh my God, look, it knows its mother!" Hager shouted excitedly.

Obviously, Hagrid misunderstood Xiaolong's meaning, it was obvious that it did not want anyone to touch him.

"Hagge," said Hermione, "I think you know very well how quickly the Norwegian spine dragon grows to the bottom."

"It's not suitable for living in school, and you live in a wooden house and close to the Forbidden Forest. I think it will burn the entire highland if you accidentally." Rolf said alarmistly.

"Just let it go," Harry advised, "let it go, or if you are found out, you will probably be caught in Azkaban."

"I can't," Hager said sadly, "it's too small, and it's probably going to die if you leave your mother."

"I decided to call it Norbert," Hagrid looked at Xiaolong with her eyes blurred in tears, and said, "It really knows me now, you guys look at Norbert! Norbert! Where is Mom?"

"Hagge," Harry raised his voice, "In a few weeks, Norber will become as big as your house, and your cabin will obviously not accommodate you two big guys."

Hagrid bit his lip. "I...I know I can't keep it forever, but I can't just throw it away like this, no." Hagrid said affectionately like an old mother

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"I think I can take this dragon in," Rolf said again.

In fact, he couldn't help but speak a few times before, but he knew that if he proposed to adopt this dragon from the beginning, then Hagrid would most likely or would definitely refuse, and even suspicious of him.

"Our farm has a dragon raising license. You can raise Norber on my farm. If you miss him, you can still go and have a look." Rolf said slowly in the eyes of everyone.

Rolf's last words, for Hagrid, was simply another window that God opened for him after closing the door.

"Really? That's great, Rolf. I believe Mr. Scarmand will definitely take good care of him." Haeger swept away his previous crying expression and said with joy.

Rolf would run back to Hufflepuff's lounge, take out the box used to conceal the farm system, and finally put Norber into the farm in a reluctant gaze.

As for what he said before, Hagrid can see him at any time? Hagrid is probably about to become a professor in the Fantastic Animal Protection Class, so where can he have time?

Therefore, Rolf is not worried that his grandparents will discover that he raised a dragon.

Very good. When Norber grows longer, he will probably be able to provide himself with dragon blood.