The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Loren listened for a while and realized that Quirrell had given Hagrid a fire dragon egg in order to trick him out of how to deal with the three-headed dog.

This matter is really full of flaws when you think about it carefully. A fire dragon egg is worth a lot of money. Quirrell actually gave away a fire dragon egg just for the weakness of the three-headed dog. Voldemort didn't raise any objections to this. What kind of solid-eyed Death Eater this was.

He leaned behind the three of them and said, "How many times in your life will you have the opportunity to give Hagrid prison meals?"

The sudden sound startled the three of them.

"Loren! When did you come?" Harry asked.

Loren did not answer the question, "If you are caught raising a fire dragon privately, both the fire dragon and Hagrid will be punished. This is not a good thing."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion. The key depends on what Hagrid thinks."

Loren didn't plan to get too involved in these things. Anyway, the fire dragon incident had a happy ending, so there was no need to worry about it. Now he just wants to complete the alchemy circle as soon as possible.

"We are the only ones who know about this now." Harry preferred Hagrid.

Judging from Hagrid's obsessed look, he obviously wanted to hatch the fire dragon.

Harry had no intuitive impression of the Ministry of Magic's regulations. When he first started school, he thought the Hogwarts school rules were ironclad rules. It had only been less than a year, and he had already broken almost everything he could, and there seemed to be no consequences.

Hagrid was the one who took Harry out of that dark place and opened the door to a new world for him. Harry may not even realize it, but he vaguely regards Hagrid as a close parent, a bit like a father.

He thought to himself: There are professors and Dumbledore at Hogwarts, and there are no Muggles around here. Raising fire dragons will not harm anyone.

It is not difficult to choose between the "Law of Secrecy" and Hagrid's wish.

"We'll talk about it later, we'll just keep it a secret." Harry stretched, ended the conversation, and pulled Ron upstairs.

"Oh, I knew it." Hermione was used to these troll-headed friends, and she had to think of a solution on her own.

Loren and Hermione said good night to each other, returned to the dormitory, and continued to immerse themselves in the alchemy laboratory.

the next day. Hermione compiled a list of books about fire dragons in the library. She wanted to write down the information to prepare for possible accidents.

Loren was also in the library, looking over some cases of people being punished for private use of the Invisible Stretch Charm. Avoid making the same mistakes.

Turning over the last page of "Classic Cases of British Wizards in the 20th Century" about the Traceless Stretching Spell, Loren rubbed his sore eyebrows.

He was sure that he would never make the stupid mistake of loading dozens of elephants into the box.

Next to her, Hermione was immersed in a thick book called "The Stages of Growth of the Fire Dragon", writing and drawing in the book from time to time, and she had already read the last page.

Closing the book, Hermione looked complicated and said to Loren: "I wonder if Hagrid and the others know that it won't be long after the fire dragon is born that it will be bigger than his wooden house."

"Instead of looking at the information about fire dragons, it is better to read the Ministry of Magic's penalty cases for raising fire dragons." Loren showed Hermione the book in his hand. "At least then we will know how big the cell is where Hagrid is held, and maybe there are also Hagrid's cells. Leigh and Ron's place."

Hermione could hear the joking in Loren's mouth, and was freed from her worries. She couldn't help but smile, "What you said makes sense. Maybe our two accomplices can be locked together."

"Do your homework, Prisoner One, Mr. Morgan."

"Okay, prisoner number two, Miss Granger."

This week's homework is a little over 100 million points.

Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen all weekend. They hung out with Hagrid and went back to the dormitory at night to discuss the patterns on the eggs and the gender of the little dragon inside.

Seamus and Neville both thought that these two people were suddenly interested in fire dragons and didn't think much about it.

It is normal for students of twelve or thirteen to be suddenly interested in fire dragons. Seamus has been interested in Muggle cannons for a while. He believes that the two have the same attraction to young wizards.

Sunday night.

Loren routinely asked Harry before going to bed, "Have you done your Transfiguration homework?"

Several professors assigned an astonishing amount of homework this weekend. In two days, Loren could barely finish the Transfiguration class assignment that was due on Monday, and planned to finish the rest before handing in the assignment.

But Harry and Ron had been obsessed with the world of fire dragons for the past two days, and he felt that the two of them would have to work overtime again tonight.

"Not yet, there's no rush." ​​Harry replied casually. He was talking to Ron about whether Charmander should recognize the person who hatched it as its father or mother.

There was no rush, Loren somewhat admired the good attitude of the two of them, and went to bed.

The formal magic text in the second pair of magic words has been perfectly depicted. Regarding the response to the inverse magic text, he attempted to formulate a brand new concept of weight, which has nothing to do with classical mechanics or universal gravity. It is only a unique attribute of matter that wizards understand.

Flamel believes that this idea is correct at present, but in the higher-level alchemy field, Muggles' understanding of space and mass will actually help Loren understand magic.

That's the thing about magic, you think it doesn't make sense, but it actually makes sense. You think it might have some truth to it, but in the end you find it's a dead giveaway.

Monday.

Loren woke up from the fantasy book and folded the quilt. The other four people in the dormitory were still lying on the bed, occasionally humming, and had no idea of ​​getting up.

Loren felt something was wrong. The first period in the morning was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class. How dare you be late?

"Get up!" Loren patted the bed board.

Ron turned over, buried his face into the soft pillow, and muttered: "There's no class today, why do you want to get up?"

"No class!?" Loren said in surprise.

Some vague voice came out from the pillow, "Yes, Easter holiday."

Easter Vacation! ! !

As a fake Briton, Loren has never had the concept of Easter. In addition, his mind has been filled with alchemy formations these past few days, so he actually forgot about this.

Easter is Tuesday, and today and tomorrow are holidays. Together with the weekend, there are no classes for four days.

Of course, there are no classes during the Easter holiday, the Hogwarts Express is not operating, and students are still in school. So the ridiculous amount of homework this week is calculated as a holiday.

He couldn't fall asleep after returning to his cage, and Loren didn't want to disturb Flamel by returning to the Book of Wonders. Maybe Flamel waited until he left before going to sleep.

After breakfast, he came to the library and planned to make up the homework for the remaining subjects.

The homework given by Professor Flitwick in the Charms class was very specific. It was about making apples dance, peaches dance, and various fruits dance. This had nothing to do with the content of the previous class.

It's hard not to believe that he's not implying something. As long as his brain hasn't been hit with a stick by a troll, he will think carefully about the magic used in this process.

Hermione arrived at the library just as Loren finished writing How to Make Apples Dance.

The little witch's hair was scattered around her shoulders, and her bow tie was not particularly neat. She sat casually next to Loren and read the contents on Loren's parchment.

"Good morning~" Hermione's tone was a bit lazy and soft.

"Did you stay up late last night to catch up on your homework?"

"I stayed up late and read some cases. If someone guarantees that the fire dragon did not cause any damage, Hagrid may not have to go to jail." Hermione finally got rid of the fire dragon panic.

"Let me think."

Loren held his chin in his hands and pretended to think, "Newt Scamander was fired for raising dangerous animals, and Hagrid was fired for raising dangerous animals. Do you think we will be fired for raising dragons?"

Hermione was so trembling when she heard this that she almost lost her drowsiness, "We absolutely won't! Fire dragons are not kept in schools."

Sunlight shines into the library from outside the window, adding a clear filter to the bookshelves.

The two happily discussed how to let Taozi dance tango and grapes dance group ballet...

On the morning of April 1st.

Ron closed his eyes, put on the sweater knitted by Aunt Molly, and reached out to fumble with the jacket, "Do you think it's a joke for the professors to attend classes on April Fool's Day?"

"Then they got me." Harry's movements were synchronized with Ron's. They spent all their Easter holidays on dragon eggs. They stayed up late last night to learn from their homework, and now they were very sleepy.

Loren, who was already dressed and waiting beside them, was in sharp contrast to them.

With a smile on his lips, he said: "I think it's a joke too, otherwise you guys go on sleeping. I'll go to the greenhouse and have a look. I'll let Hanhan come back to inform you when the class actually starts."

Harry and Ron opened their eyes and gave him bloodshot eyes, "Thank you."

Seamus and Neville dragged the two of them and followed Loren to the restaurant.

After drinking a bowl of warm oat milk, the simple aroma of cereals and silky milk flowed into their stomachs, and the two of them became energetic.

Hermione sat next to Loren, with an angry look on her face, tearing the pieces of bread with her silver teeth.

"Bread has a grudge against you?" Loren wondered.

"It's the end of the semester! I didn't realize that the end of the semester is coming soon!" Hermione said bitterly.

"You are still dreaming, the exam is still two and a half months away."

Loren put his hand to Hermione's forehead to see if she had a fever, but Hermione nimbly avoided it by holding the bread.

"Ten weeks, ten weeks to be precise." Hermione had a mouthful of bread in her mouth, her cheeks were bulging, and her words were a little vague.

"I should have thought that the assignments given by professors were a cue that it was time for us to review."

"It's all your fault. You dragged me to say that grapes should do hip-hop. I'm so stupid to argue with you on this issue."

Loren was in an inexplicably happy mood, "Grapes are really not suitable for ballet."

"Why doesn't it fit-" Hermione was about to retort, but took a deep breath to control herself, "Stop talking about grapes, we should start reviewing."

Then Hermione began to chatter about her review plan, from Transfiguration to Charms, matches turning into needles, lighting spells and levitation spells...

Loren and the others didn't care too much, but Hermione was like that, she liked to study.

Until the next few days, Hermione continued to nag.

Potions get out of class was over, and everyone walked back to the dining room from the basement side by side.

Harry and Ron were calculating when Charmander would hatch.

Hermione didn't listen to other people's topics at all, and kept muttering: "Reviewing Potions and Herbology together, they have the same medicinal properties."

Harry turned to look at Loren, "Is she okay?"

"Just wait until she memorizes all the textbooks. Don't worry." Loren felt that this was not fear of the exam. Hermione should be excited about the exam. She was eager to take the exam.

Ron and Harry trembled when they heard this answer.

On weekends, it’s rare for a few people to get together to do homework.

It was three days ago that Harry and Ron stayed up late to catch up on homework, and the impression was still very deep.

That morning, as he stared at the herbs with bloodshot eyes in the greenhouse, Rolf thought they were under the influence of some medicine and almost called the professor for help.

"White fresh food grows in Crete"

The last letter was "k". Harry's tail pen was stretched out and rolled into a vine pattern, and then he threw the quill out and inserted it into the ink bottle.

"Finished!" The voice was full of pride.

Ron also finished at about the same time, "Let's go and play with Hagrid later."

"agree!"

Waiting for the ink to dry, he immediately rolled up the parchment without any thought of checking it.

Ron took the small bag containing Loren's books, and Harry put the two homework assignments into it. The movements were smooth and coordinated.

"We're leaving first. Loren will help us bring our homework back." Harry pulled Ron and wanted to run away.

Hermione stopped the two of them, "You should review with us."

"Oh!" The two of them exclaimed together, as if they were being targeted by some ferocious magical animal.

The unusual decibel attracted Mrs. Pince's attention. Sensing Mrs. Pince's warning gaze, the two of them quickly lowered their voices.

"Hermione, the exams are still hundreds of years away," Ron said.

"Ten weeks, only ten weeks," Hermione retorted.

Harry scratched his head, "We'll start reviewing now and we'll forget it before the end of the term."

Hermione blinked in confusion, unable to understand this sentence, taking apart and reassembling each word in her mind.

Loren pulled Hermione back to her seat, "Let them go. They won't be able to sleep well until the fire dragon hatches."

"Say hello to Hagrid for us."

"Okay!" the two shouted happily.

Under Mrs. Pince's angry expulsion, Harry and Ron ran out of the library without looking back.

Back in the evening, Harry excitedly told Loren that Charmander would hatch next week. Ron on the side looked strange and very confused.

As the time for the fire dragon to break out of its shell got closer and closer, the mentality of the two began to change.

Harry became even more excited. He wished that Charmander would come out of his shell the next moment and spit out a small puff of fire at him. Ron was different. He became worried about gain and loss.

On Monday afternoon, Harry went to the Forbidden Forest right after class, and Ron unexpectedly refused to go with him.

In the Gryffindor common room, Loren and Hermione were comparing their different opinions on their homework.

Ron sat aside and played with the chess pieces on the chessboard unconsciously, "You don't know how dangerous the fire dragon is. Charlie will have new scars every time he comes home. His mother scolded him hundreds of times, but he still likes the fire dragon."

"Didn't you really want to see the fire dragon before?" Hermione said in surprise.

"Yeah, but-" Ron couldn't express the worry in his heart and sighed heavily.

"I really want to know what a peaceful and peaceful life is like."