Hogwarts Card System.

Chapter 72 Malfoy: Believe me!
"Whose letter is it from?" Hermione asked, leaning forward.

"Hagrid."

"Hagrid? What did he say?" Harry asked while eating his meat pie.

Ted spread strawberry jam on his bread. "Is it said that it will be born soon?"

The friends were stunned. Ron took out the chicken leg bone from his mouth and asked in confusion, "Who's going to be born?"

Ted looked at him. "Noble."

"Who's Norbert? Ah! It's..." He covered his mouth with his hand - Hagrid named the unborn dragon Norbert!
Ted was worried that he would spray out the drumstick.

"Let's go!" Harry stuffed the meat pie into his mouth, wiped his hands casually, and stood up to leave.

Neville: "I haven't finished eating yet~ I haven't finished eating yet!" He screamed as he was picked up by Ron and Jerry and dragged away.

The six people left in a hurry, without attracting anyone's attention, but Malfoy at the Slytherin table could not help but notice.

He was always watching, even though he got beaten up every time he tried to get back at the enemy, he never gave up.
This time was the same, he pulled his silly follower who hadn't eaten enough and followed him.

Speaking of which, more than a month has passed and Ted almost forgot about the dragon egg.

It seems that the dragon eggs take a long time to hatch. Today is May 5th, and it has been almost five weeks.

I hurried all the way, afraid of missing it.

After all, most people may not ever see a fire dragon hatch from its shell in their lifetime.

Forget about a fire dragon, most people probably haven’t even seen a chick hatching from its shell.

This opportunity is indeed rare.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The door opened and Hagrid poked his head out, "You're here, come on in, it's almost time to start."

"I noticed it started to shake this morning, and it was getting stronger and stronger. I guessed it must be about to hatch. Fortunately, I found Anzu playing near the forbidden forest, so I was able to notify you..."

Hagrid opened the stove lid and saw the egg remained unchanged in the red charcoal fire.

Ted: As long as it's not blackened.

Sure enough, the dragon egg shook every few seconds, as if something was trying to come out of the eggshell.

"Click~" Suddenly there was a slight sound.

"Did you all hear that? Did you all hear that?" Hagrid shouted excitedly.

"I heard it, I heard it. Not only did I hear it, I saw it!" Ron pointed and saw a tiny crack appear on the dragon egg.

"Take it out, Hagrid. It can't be put in the stove!" Ted warned.

"Yes, yes, let me do it." Hagrid hurriedly put on thick dragon skin gloves, which could be made into a fur hat for Ron and Jerry respectively.

Hagrid put on his gloves, took the dragon egg out of the stove and placed it on the table.

At this time, there were more tiny cracks, and the "cracking" sound of shattering became more frequent.

A pointed, hard nose broke through a piece of eggshell and stretched out.

"It's out, it's out! Oh my God~" Hagrid was sobbing with excitement, as if the dragon chick in the egg was his own.

The entire hatching process lasted about five minutes. Without anyone's help, the dragonette broke through the eggshell and crawled out by itself.

The newborn dragon is ugly, like a big wrinkled bat with a long tail, or a black rag with a bunch of small bumps on its back?
In short, there is no sense of majesty at all.

Ron and Jerry's expressions already revealed their thoughts: That's it? That's it?
However, the fire dragon is a top-level existence among magical creatures after all. Five minutes after birth, it could already support its body and crawl around, chirping, and even when Hagrid reached out to tease it, it spewed out a flame, although it was only a ball of fire the size of a lighter.

Hagrid stared at the dragon cub eating meat on the table, his face obsessed, his eyes couldn't move away: "This is a Norwegian Ridgeback. It's so beautiful~" Reach out~
"Whoosh~" The dragon blew out another puff of fire. This time, perhaps because it had more energy after eating meat, the flames were much bigger, singeing part of Hagrid's beard.

"Oh, don't be like this, Norbert. You are your mother's good boy, don't get angry at will~" Hagrid's attitude made Ron feel uncomfortable, and he suddenly felt that he had eaten too much at noon.

Ron: No male mother!

Ted looked at the dragon eggshell on the table and said, "Hagrid, can you give me some of the eggshell?"

Hagrid waved his hand. "Take it if you need it. I heard that dragon eggshells can be used to make potions."

Ted happily accepted the large amount of eggshells. This thing is definitely useful! At least the prosthetic hand of the alien knowledge he got before can be used.

Of course, Ted didn't plan to wear a prosthetic limb, but it's better to be prepared.

Hagrid is the hidden rich man in Hogwarts. The butt pads in his house are all made of unicorn hair. He really doesn't care about the dragon eggshell. It is completely useless to him. The other friends are very interested in watching the little dragon eating meat and breathing fire. But Hermione is worried.

"I read in a book that the Norwegian Ridgeback's ability to breathe fire develops early, and it can breathe fire at one to three months old, literally."

Ted added: "In less than three months, at most one month, Norbert will grow to the size of a cow or a horse. By then..."

Hearing this, everyone looked around the hunting lodge, as if they had already seen the tragic scene of a huge fire burning down the entire lodge as soon as the door was lit.

"Uh..." Hagrid was numb.

At this moment, Ansu's unique cry suddenly sounded outside the window: "Ga ga ga, it's horse manure~ horse manure is peeking~ horse manure horse manure~"

An Su shouted as he pounced over and started slapping and pecking at it.

My goodness, the Malfoy trio was no match for Ansu. Ansu’s wingspan was over 70 centimeters, and he beat the three of them so hard that they ran away in panic.

Then the victorious Ansu stood on the fence and laughed.

Ted and the others looked through the window and saw the backs of the Malfoy trio as they ran away with their heads in their hands.

Neville was a little worried: "Will Malfoy tell on you?"

Ted comforted him, "Don't worry. Even if he tells on someone, someone has to believe him. It's okay to tell on a student, but which professor would care if he told on Hagrid?"

You know what, Malfoy really didn't tell the professors.

But this grandson was too boastful. He boasted to his classmates in private that he had seen a dragon hatch with his own eyes.

He saw nothing. He only saw those few glances. It had been hatching for a long time when he was caught by An Su and given a slap in the face.

Malfoy: Do you know how much psychological damage a beating can cause to a twelve-year-old?

In response to Malfoy's bragging, the students all said: Just be happy! Keep bragging, I'm listening~
In short, no one believes it.

This made Malfoy very angry. He got beaten up for peeking, but you guys didn't believe him when he boasted.

He was determined to find evidence to convince everyone, so he began to closely monitor the movements of the six people.

Naturally, Ted and the others noticed Malfoy's abnormality - he followed Malfoy wherever he went like a ghost, but his tracking skills were ridiculously poor, and he often pretended to enjoy the scenery when he was discovered.

Can you please do something serious? Even if you bully men and women? !

In this regard, the six-member group couldn't just let him follow them.

So, the counterattack began.

At dinner that day, Malfoy once again took the trouble to brag to his friends about how he saw a baby dragon hatch.

Of course, most of the content is imagined, such as a snap, a flash of fire, and the egg breaking.

You think it's a bomb?!
It's like you've been to a battlefield and stepped on a booby trap.

His friends all had expressions that said "please stop it quickly." Even Pansy, who was always close to him, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She has listened to Malfoy's several versions of the dragon hatching in the past few days, and she has been dreaming about bombs, oh no, dragon eggs.

At this time, Ted came closer with an expression that said, "I care about you and I'm doing this for your own good."

"I sincerely think that our Master Malfoy should go to Madam Pomfrey and ask for some dreamless sleeping potion, so that he won't daydream every day, which will easily lead to mental confusion over time."

At this time, Jerry also came over and said to Ted: "Oh, my dear friend, you are always so kind, even to some little liars who are full of lies."

"Don't say that. It's what I should have done." Ted smiled like a gentleman.

Everyone around couldn't help laughing.

"You two, two... a Mudblood and a freak! You, you, I, I..." Malfoy was so angry that his mouth was leaking and he couldn't finish his words.

Then a cold female voice came out from the side: "Deduct 20 points from Slytherin!"

Professor McGonagall came over, her face as cold as frost: "Malfoy! How dare you say such vicious words! Put him in detention for two weeks!"

Malfoy was dumbfounded and wanted to explain, but after opening his mouth for a long time he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Ron grabbed the chicken leg and said to Ted and Jerry with a smile: "If you two continue like this, our horse manure master may be angry to death before graduation."

Ted shrugged: "Then I suggest he open his mind!"

Jerry: "I wish him good health."

After the two finished their duet, they happily high-fived. The hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
(End of this chapter)