The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 35 Trouble
It is obvious that teachers expect their students to be top students, or assume that they are top students.

After the game, teaching started to enter the final sprint, they assigned a lot of homework, and the Easter holiday was not as fun as Christmas. It was difficult to rest easily with Hermione reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood or practicing wand movements next to you.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Ryan attracted Hermione's main firepower. He looked very tired now, because in addition to learning the content in class, he had to constantly absorb the knowledge he had learned in the grocery store before.

For example, he would sit in front of the fireplace in the lounge every day, using the excuse of a mysterious heritage from the East to feel the pulses of curious classmates. Fortunately, Ryan was only 11 years old, so he was not considered a pervert who took advantage of him.

In addition, Ryan still tried hard to keep up with Hermione's progress. This was good news for Harry and Ron, because with Ryan taking the initiative to take the blame, Hermione didn't have time to pay too much attention to them.

But the teachers assigned a lot of homework, so they had to spend most of their free time in the library, sighing and yawning, trying hard to complete the heavy homework.

"I'll never remember this." One afternoon, Ron finally couldn't stand it anymore. He threw down his quill and stared at the blue sky outside the window, which was the same color as forget-me-nots. It was a very good day, but homework forced them to stay in the library.

Harry was busy looking up "Dittany" in One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi when he heard Ron say, "Hagrid! What are you doing in the library?"

Hagrid, looking out of place in his moleskin coat, stomped over and left something behind him.

"Just looking around," Hagrid said, his voice evasive, which immediately caught their interest. "What are you doing here?" He suddenly looked suspicious. "Still looking for Nicolas Flamel, are you?"

"Well, we found out who he was hundreds of years ago," said Ron triumphantly. "And we know what that dog is guarding. It's the Philosopher's Stone -"

"Hush--" Hagrid said again, "Listen--come to me later, and remember, I didn't promise to tell you anything, but don't yell here, there are some things students shouldn't know. They'll think I told you--"

"See you later, then," said Harry.

Hagrid stomped away.

Ryan was startled by the noise here. He looked up at Hagrid suspiciously.

Because in his impression, Hagrid was not a person who liked reading, especially the library was basically isolated from Hagrid. In addition, he remembered that something was about to happen, so he decided to go and see what book Hagrid was reading to confirm it.

A few minutes later, Ryan threw a pile of books onto the table, startling Hermione who was concentrating on writing.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked angrily. Harry and Ron looked at Ryan in confusion.

"Dragons!" Ryan whispered. "Hagrid's looking up information about dragons! Look at these: Species of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland, From Egg to Nirvana, and a Guide to Raising Dragons. I don't know why he's reading this. Did he really get a dragon?"

"That's impossible," said Ron. "Everyone knows that a law banning the keeping of dragons was officially passed at the Wizarding World Conference in 1709. If we keep a dragon in our back garden, it'll be hard to avoid Muggle attention - and it'll be hard to tame them. It's very dangerous. You should have seen the burns on Charlie's body. They were left by wild dragons in Romania. Not to mention that live dragons and dragon eggs are strictly controlled products. Even if they are available on the black market, Hagrid, a ranger, can't afford them."

"Hagrid has always wanted a dragon. He told me so when I first met him. Maybe he can really get one," said Harry.

"So what exactly does Hagrid want to do?" asked Hermione, who was a little confused by the boys' discussion. "I think we should go and ask. It's no use just guessing here." Ryan concluded.

An hour later, they knocked on the door of the gamekeeper's hut. They were surprised to find that all the curtains were drawn tightly. Ryan felt that this was a bit of an attempt to cover up the truth. After all, with the height of the windows in Hagrid's house and the blurriness of the glass, people outside would not be able to see anything as long as the windows were closed. Pulling the curtains would arouse suspicion.

Hagrid first called out "Who's there?" before letting them in, then quickly turned around and closed the door.

It was stiflingly hot in the cabin. Despite the warm, sunny day, there was a roaring fire in the grate. Hagrid offered them tea and stoat sandwiches, which they declined.

After that, Harry began to try to get Hagrid to talk, trying to figure out what mechanism was guarding the Philosopher's Stone.

Under Hermione's slightly childish flattery, Hagrid told everyone that every professor had set up a trap inside. However, in Ryan's opinion, these things were revealed by Hagrid on purpose. Although he was a big guy and gave people a simple and honest feeling, he was a man in his 60s anyway. With Hagrid's life experience, it was impossible for him to be easily tricked by a first-year student.

Sure enough, this should be Dumbledore's savior training plan. However, in the original world, Dumbledore probably thought that Quirrell just wanted to steal the Philosopher's Stone or was instructed by someone to steal it, but he didn't expect Voldemort to stick to the back of Quirrell's head. Otherwise, with Dumbledore's character, he would not risk Harry Potter being sent to Avada directly after meeting Voldemort and let Harry Potter face the final boss directly.

When Harry and the others finished questioning Hagrid, Ryan pretended to be curious and pointed to a large black egg lying under the kettle in the middle of the fire and asked Hagrid, "What is this? Is it edible?"

Hagrid looked a little uneasy. He said evasively, "That's - oh"

"This is a Category A restricted item as defined by the Ministry of Magic." Ron squatted by the fire and looked at the big egg more closely.

"And it's something that will soon become an S-type item." Ryan continued after taking a closer look.

"What?" Harry was a little confused. He had no idea what Ron and Ryan were talking about.

Ryan saw the confusion on Hermione and Harry's faces and explained:

"In the Ministry of Magic's classification of dangerous goods, dragon eggs are Class A controlled items, while living dragons are Class S."

"How could this be?" Harry exclaimed. "Every student has a pair of dragon leather gloves, and an ounce of dragon liver costs only one Galleon. How can such a common thing be so strictly controlled?"

"It's simple. Most of the dragon products on the market are made from dragon-blooded sub-dragons." Then Ron turned and looked at Hagrid.

"It must have cost you a lot of money!"

"I won it," said Hagrid. "I was drinking and playing cards with a stranger in the village last night. To be honest, he was probably dying to get rid of it."

Looking at Hagrid's beaming expression, Ryan felt that this was a new trouble.

(End of this chapter)