Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The dragon eggs hatched much faster than Kyle thought. Just a few days after the Easter holiday, he received Hagrid's letter.

There were only four words written on it: "It's about to hatch."

The handwriting was more scrawled than ever before, and it was also crooked. Kyle was sure that Hagrid's eyes never left the dragon egg even when he was writing this note.

Whenever he looked at the parchment, these words would not be crooked like this.

But it is understandable. After all, raising dragons has always been Hagrid's wish. Now is the critical moment for the dragon eggs to hatch. It is already difficult for him to think of writing a letter to himself.

Kyle ate a few bites of grilled sausages and rushed to Hagrid's hut.

"You're just in time, it's coming out soon."

Hagrid opened the door and said excitedly: "I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night long."

The egg had left the fireplace and was now on the table, shaking from time to time.

But to Kyle's disappointment, he didn't see any cracks on the egg.

"Judging from the frequency of shaking, it will take about two hours for it to break out of its shell." Kyle sighed.

The dragon egg hatched around ten o'clock in the morning, and he was probably still taking a Transfiguration class on the third floor of the castle at that time.

It would have been nice if it could have been a day earlier. Yesterday morning was the herbal medicine class, and the third greenhouse they went to was next to the nearby field. He could have taken a look during the break.

But not today.

After Transfiguration it was Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Kyle didn't want to be late if he could help it.

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Back at the castle, Kyle was still thinking about it.

The first three days after the fire dragon emerges from its shell are the best time for them to get along with each other. At this time, the baby dragon is just like waking up from sleep, and its body is still in a state of adaptation. Not only is the violent and aggressive instinct suppressed to a minimum, but it is also able to react aggressively. There is a natural affinity with all living things we see.

If you miss it, it will be much more difficult to have a good relationship with them later.

It seemed like I had to make more trips to Hagrid's place in the past three days.

Of course, gifts are definitely indispensable. No special preparation is required, just dried meat and fish.

These are all things that Norwegian Ridgeback likes, and they are perfect for increasing their favorability.

To a certain extent, raising a dragon is not much different from raising a cat.

In the Transfiguration class, Kyle listened absently to Professor McGonagall's words, then raised his wand and turned the rabbit in front of him into a glittering and exquisite trophy.

"The styling is perfect, and not a single hair is preserved. If it were a month ago, I should have given you five points..."

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly came from the side.

"I understand your determination to win the game, but I have to remind you that what we are going to change to slippers for this class...you can't walk wearing the Quidditch trophy."

"Sorry, Professor..."

Kyle blushed and quickly waved his wand again, turning the trophy into a pair of fluffy slippers with cat ears.

Professor McGonagall then showed a satisfied expression.

"Don't think too much next time in class."

"Hufflepuff plus three points."

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After finally waiting until noon, Kyle quickly left the classroom as soon as get out of class was over, preparing to get acquainted with the newborn dragon first.

As he passed the door of the auditorium, he also saw Harry and Malfoy.

But Kyle didn't find it strange. As long as it wasn't in class, you could always find Malfoy near Harry. It was common sense...

Only they looked a little different today.

Malfoy was beside Crabbe and Goyle, grinning proudly.

Harry, on the other hand, looked at them nervously, as if something had been grasped.

Moreover, the two of them only had eyes for each other, and no one noticed Kyle who just walked by.

Tsk tsk... Malfoy succeeded in squeezing Ron out of the way?

Kyle looked back at them curiously.

But ten minutes later, he knew what was going on.

"So, Malfoy also saw the Norwegian Ridgeback?"

"I, I'm not sure." Hagrid said a little lowly: "I only saw him lying on the window, but I didn't notice when he came."

Kyle looked back at the window pointed by Hagrid, frowned and said:

"I think Malfoy just saw something on the table, but didn't know it was the fire dragon."

"Really?" Hagrid asked excitedly.

If Malfoy didn't see it, didn't that mean he didn't have to send Norbert away?

"I'm just guessing," Kyle said.

The window was not high, and most of it was blocked by the curtains, leaving only a small gap. If someone stood in front of the table, it should be able to block the other person's view.

But it's hard to say how much it can block. After all, Kyle wasn't there at the time and didn't know where Harry and the others were.

However, as far as he knew, Malfoy would never let go of any opportunity to cause trouble for Harry. If he had really seen the fire dragon, he would not have appeared in the Great Hall, but in Snape's office.

Kyle comforted Hagrid a few more words, then took out a small dried fish and stepped forward to tease the newborn dragon.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a fire dragon. Although the little guy is just born and is not as big as a kettle, his teeth are already very sharp and he can easily bite a small dried fish in half.

"Kyle...is it really okay for you to feed it this?"

Hagrid asked nervously: "I remember the book said it should drink chicken blood brandy at this time, and it can't be fed until a week later."

As he spoke, Hagrid also took out the book "Raising Fire Dragons for Recreation and Profit" that was placed under his pillow.

He has been reading this recently. Although the content is a bit outdated, it is very comprehensive, including the complete process of raising a fire dragon.

"Those you mentioned are only artificially raised standards. For fire dragons living in the wild, they can't find chicken blood brandy."

Kyle took out another small fish and said: "In fact, for some fire dragons, such as the Norwegian Ridgeback or the Hungarian Horntail, they can eat normally after breaking their shells... Those sharp teeth are not just for watch."

"Yes, is that so?" Hagrid blinked blankly.

But seeing Norbert looking happy when eating dried fish, he chose to believe Kyle's words.

Whether it's brandy or dried fish, whatever it likes.

Soon, the package of dried fish reached the bottom. The little guy burped with satisfaction and spurted a small cluster of flames from his mouth.

"It seems that Norbert likes to eat fish..." Hagrid said happily: "Oh, by the way, you probably don't know yet, Norbert is the name I gave him."

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