During the transaction process, it took more than ten minutes before Wilkes walked out of Professor Quirrell’s office, still holding a large box on his side.

Not daring to stay, he directly cast the Phantom Body Spell on the spot, blessed himself and the box, and then cautiously, like a burglar, cat walked in the empty and silent corridor.

In order to make it easier to take away, Wilkes abandoned the large box with the protective charm cast, and only took the innermost small box with the Traceless Stretching Charm firmly cast.

But even so, he is currently only an eleven-year-old child, and it is still difficult for him to walk around with a large box.

It had only been ten minutes away, but Wilkes walked for half an hour before finally returning to the Ravenclaw common room, sweaty.

“Phew…” Wilkes took it lightly, put the box on his bedside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, but couldn’t hide the curvature of the corners of his eyes.

The harvest is huge.

The main reason for the result of this transaction is that Wilkes grasped the timing of Professor Quirrell’s failure twice, and had already planned to risk exposure during the Christmas holidays and take risks to contact Hagrid, which was surprisingly smooth.

Looking at the seemingly ordinary wooden box in front of him, Wilkes looked up at the other two new students in the same class, sleeping and dead pigs.

Wilkes’ eyes calmed down, and he suddenly walked over slowly, slowly taking out the wand in his hand.

“To be on the safe side, please sleep a little more dead.”

Wilkes is cautious by nature, how dare he just go directly into the box and check his harvest.

“Fall asleep completely.” Wilkes gently waved his wand towards the two sleeping on the bed, and a hazy halo immediately surged out.

The next moment, it was as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, Wilkes nodded contentedly, and at the entrance of the lounge, he also made some warning measures, and then focused on tonight’s “loot”.

Placing the box flat on the ground, Wilkes’ wand swiped lightly over the box, only to hear a “click” and the box opened.

Wilkes stood on the edge of the box, looking down at the box, it was clear that the floor was underneath the box, but there was a row of iron ladders going down.

Listening to the slight roar coming from the box, Wilkes no longer hesitated, turned and went down the iron ladder into the space inside the box.

As soon as he reached the bottom of the space inside the box, as if he was on the ground, the roar in his ears became clearly audible, and Wilkes carefully observed the space in front of him.

The space is not large, only dozens of square meters, and there are three huge iron cages in the regular space, occupying almost half of the entire space.

Touch! Touch!

There was a giant monster in the cage, which was hitting the trapped cage from time to time, and when he saw Wilkes, his expression was even more excited:

“Roar!!”

“It’s boring.” Wilkes frowned, and a magic flick out of his wand enveloped the three iron cages.

“Silent!”

Suddenly, the space suddenly became quiet, no matter how the giant monster in the cage called, it was as if there was no sound card sound equipment, and no sound could be made.

“It’s finally quiet.” Wilkes put away his wand before idly staring at the trolls trapped in the cage for a moment.

There are few opportunities to see the monster up close, but after a few minutes, it is boring.

Wilkes turned his attention to the other side and turned his head to look into the space, which occupied a very small space, a pile of red stones in the corner, and approached curiously.

This is also the only thing in this space, except for three iron cages that trap trolls.

Countless red rocks are piled up in this corner, which looks like a shrinking volcano from the outside, and a dark red dome is placed at the top, and from time to time Mars emerges from the cracks in the rocks below.

After walking a few steps closer, Wilkes clearly felt that the air suddenly became dry and hot.

“Volcanic rocks have also been cast a fiery environmental spell to hatch dragon eggs, or to maintain the vitality of dragon eggs.” Wilkes guessed at once.

Previously in the Hogwarts library, he had seen books about dragon raising on the one hand.

“There are really some expectations, how much use a fire dragon can bring to yourself when it comes to adulthood!”

Wilkes stared at the dragon egg, his pupils reflecting infinite reverie.

Dragon claws, dragon liver, dragon hearts, dragon meat, dragon blood, dragon horns, dragon claws, dragon skins, but they are all very good, even top-level magic materials.

But when it reaches adulthood, it will take a few years.

Wilkes faced a dragon egg, but what he thought was that after a few years of complete adulthood, dissecting it would bring him great benefits.

As for domesticating the fire dragon since childhood and using it as a mount or something, Wilkes did not think about it, after all, according to the data, there is no wizard in history who can tame the fire dragon.

He didn’t bother to spend that time and energy, it was better to kill it, or raise it, and every once in a while, get some magical materials from it.

But out of curiosity, Wilkes couldn’t help but reach out and touch the dragon egg.

For dragon eggs, this mysterious and rare “A” class trading item that was banned by the Ministry of Magic, I believe that no one has seen it and does not want to touch it.

Whoosh!

But the next moment, a wisp of blue smoke came out of the dragon egg, and Wilkes hurriedly withdrew his hand, looking stunned: “Lean, forget that the temperature of volcanic rocks is constant at hundreds of degrees Celsius.” ”

Wilkes shook his hand unflatteringly, put his hand to his mouth and blew again, a little depressed.

But suddenly, Wilkes froze for a moment, staring at the dragon egg, with an unexpected surprise.

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