Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

The next day happened to be the weekend, and Harley was going to go shopping at Hagrid's again to see if there were any materials that could be used. She wanted to buy some more.

Although pulling wool is a comfortable thing, but Hagrid is so nice and loves Harley so much, Harley can't be so thick-skinned all the time.

Besides, the materials that Hagrid gave Harry were very cheap, which already made her very happy.

Hermione also went with Harry, and practiced the potions knowledge she had learned by the way.

Almost everything was the same as usual, the only difference was that Harry noticed the abnormality in Hagrid's cabin from a long distance away.

It's February and the weather is starting to warm up. But Hagrid's cabin had its windows shut and his thick curtains drawn.

But is Hagrid afraid of the cold? The strong physique brought about by his suspected half-blood giant identity allowed him to swim back and forth in the Black Lake in the coldest winter.

Harry subconsciously pulled out his wand, pinched his earlobe at the same time, opened his spirit vision, and looked into the wooden house.

After all, Harley felt something was wrong this time, and she judged it from the details, not the spiritual warning she got from occultism. So she doesn't worry about seeing something she shouldn't.

What's the matter? Hermione noticed Harry's reaction and asked involuntarily.

Hagrid's hut is different from usual. Harry replied bluntly.

Hermione looked carefully at Hagrid's hut, and frowned: Indeed. It's not cold enough to lock the doors and windows and draw the curtains!

That's right. Harry nodded, And the chimney in the room has been smoking, probably because the stove is on.

I don't know if he's sick...no, maybe not...very healthy...

What? Harry's last words were so soft that Hermione couldn't catch them.

But Harry didn't explain, just pointed to the hut: Let's go in and have a look, and we'll know what's going on.

In the spiritual vision observation just now, the color of Hagrid's spirit body looked very healthy, and the spirituality of the surrounding materials was as active as ever, and was constantly losing.

It seems that Hagrid has no major problems. The only thing that makes Harry regret is that she taught Hagrid a lot of ways to save materials, but it seems that Hagrid's operation is not correct.

Harry gently knocked on the door of Hagrid's cabin: Hagrid, are you home?

Who is it? Hagrid's gruff but slightly flustered voice sounded.

It's me, Harry! Harry replied loudly, Me and Hermione came to see you!

Wait a minute, wait a moment, it will be ready soon...

It was a while before Hagrid opened the cabin door a crack.

After confirming who was coming through the gap, he quickly opened the door, let Harry and Hermione in, and then immediately closed the door tightly.

The cabin was suffocatingly hot, and the fire in the fireplace was burning high.

Why are you here? Hagrid brought tea and ferret sandwiches, but Harry and Hermione politely declined the latter.

There is no class on the weekend, let's visit you. At the same time, I want to find you to buy some materials.

Harry took out a piece of parchment, Hagrid, do you have these things?

No problem! Hagrid glanced at the parchment,

I have seen these materials in Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, and there are many similar ones in the Forbidden Forest.

When the time comes, I will write to you when I have all the materials together, and you can identify whether it is the correct material.

After speaking, Hagrid wiped the sweat from his brow, took a big mouthful of tea, and then said with a smile:

Harry, you really look like your mother. Lily also liked Potions so much back then...

Harry listened to Hagrid while quietly observing the room.

Hermione listened very carefully, she was very interested in what happened to Harry's parents at that time.

Ten minutes later, Hagrid's mouth was parched. While he was drinking tea, Harry began to lead the conversation:

Hagrid, it's so warm outside, why do you keep the doors and windows shut and the fireplace on?

I see you sweat so much, you must be very hot. Shall I open the window for some air.

Saying that, Harry gestured to stand up and open the window.

Don't! Hagrid immediately stopped him loudly, You can't open the windows, dragon eggs need a hot environment...

Dragon egg? Hermione caught Hagrid's words sharply.

Oh! Hagrid covered his face.

After a long while, he said dejectedly, Okay, I admit it. I recently got a dragon egg, and now I'm hatching it.

But Hagrid, said Hermione with a look of shock on her face,

Professor Binns just told us in this week's class that the 1709 Wizarding Conference officially passed a bill prohibiting keeping fire dragons, and those who violated the law will be punished by the Ministry of Magic!

Oh, that's not a problem. Hagrid didn't listen at all,

I believe that the people of the Ministry of Magic will not have the heart to punish it after seeing such a cute little dragon.

No problem, trust me. Let's talk about the dragon egg itself!

I borrowed a book from the library and it said to hatch dragon eggs in the flames...

Hagrid became excited unconsciously, and began to show off various information about his dragon egg.

But Harley was more interested in the way he got the dragon eggs, maybe he could get some prohibited materials from that way too.

So she started to steer Hagrid's conversation in that direction.

Hagrid, can you afford that much good brandy? I suppose you've spent a fortune when you got your dragon's eggs.

When Harry heard how to feed the dragons, he cut to the topic at the right time.

Oh, actually I didn't spend much money at all. Hagrid said with a smile, rubbing the back of his head.

I was drinking in Hogsmeade the other day, and I happened to run into a masked man.

I played a few games with him, and this dragon egg was the bet, and I won it. But he is probably eager to get rid of this dragon egg!

My only expense was a couple of butterbeers for him, luckily he doesn't drink Firewhiskey!

Harry was a little disappointed. She has no need for dragon eggs, and can only be used to make some sealed items at most.

What Harry was more interested in was a possible black market channel, but obviously, this time it was just an accident.

Of course, Harry had already heard a name from Hagrid, Knockturn Alley. She had never heard of this place in school.

Harry silently wrote it down, preparing to have a chance to take a look quietly.

While Harry was thinking, Hagrid argued with Hermione, and Hermione tried her best to persuade Hagrid to send the dragon egg away:

Hagrid, think about it, you live in a log house and dragons breathe fire!

So when it hatches, it's easy to burn your house down and let people find out that you're raising dragons illegally!

Even if it doesn't burn down your house, a fire dragon can grow as long as your house in two weeks! You should give it away!

Oh, no! Hagrid bit his lip, No, the baby hasn't been born yet, where can it go?

I must at least hatch it and raise it until it has the ability to live independently, otherwise it will be hurt as soon as it goes to the wild!

Only Hogwarts is the safest!

When Harry heard Hagrid's words, he suddenly wanted to laugh inexplicably.

She suddenly said in a faint voice: The safest? Hagrid, you probably forgot what Dumbledore's famous achievement is?

Hagrid looked at Harry in confusion: What achievement?

Hermione has already answered it first: One of Professor Dumbledore's most famous academic achievements is the discovery of 12 uses of dragon's blood!

Hagrid's big face turned pale instantly, he opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.