Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 94 93. Dumbledore and the Second Phase of the Suitcase World Renovation Project

Harry did not object to the fact that Hagrid had started calling the little dragon Norbert.

After learning that this was a Norwegian Spinosaurus, Harry went to look up a lot of information related to dragons.

One thing that is very clear is that before the little dragon grows to a certain height, it has no specific understanding of things like names - that is to say, all of Hagrid's efforts going from Norbert to Norbert are in vain, because the little dragon currently has no ability to recognize its own name.

So... my horn of anger, please grow up quickly.

Watching the little dragon flapping its wings in the barrel, Harry smiled deeply - well, it made Neville, who accidentally saw this scene, quickly turn his head away and pretend he didn't see it.

Dark, too dark.

Hermione and the other two were unable to complain about the dispute between Hagrid and Harry over the naming rights of the little dragon.

According to Harry's estimation, it would only take three weeks at most for the dragon to grow to a size that Hagrid's hut could no longer accommodate - well, maybe before that, the dragon would accidentally breathe fire and burn Hagrid's hut to the ground.

Compared with other fire dragon cubs, the Norwegian Spinosaurus cubs develop the ability to breathe fire earlier, approximately between one and three months after birth - but this fire-breathing ability refers to the real dragon fire breath. Before that, all fire dragons can only spit out some short flames from time to time.

Individual details aside, Harry was quite pleased with the look of the Wrathhorn.

Unlike the guardian dragons in Harry's memory, which had strong limbs and independent wings, the appearance of Wrathhorn was closer to the proto-dragons of Northrend in Harry's memory.

When on the ground, Wrathhorn, like Proto-Dino, uses its wings to support its front body against the ground. However, compared to Proto-Dino's pair of very short but still existing forelimbs that have degenerated, Wrathhorn has no forelimbs at all.

In other words, the forelimbs of the angry horn are its wings, and at the first fork of its wings there are two slender knuckles growing forward, which are probably its fingers.

As a rare dragon species unique to Norway, the Norwegian Spinosaurus has an extremely aggressive habit and will attack most types of large land mammals. Female Norwegian Spinosaurus are more ferocious than males, even much more ferocious - Harry has specifically confirmed just now that the gender of Wrathhorn is definitely female.

If it is not just raised as a flying mount, it should also be of great help in battle.

Haha, in this case, the name Norbert given by Hagrid is obviously inappropriate. Even if Wrathhorn grows up, he will definitely not like such a masculine name.

Harry nodded again to himself. Everything was going according to his plan.

The only problem is that compared to other types of fire dragons, the Norwegian Spinosaurus is unusual in that it can dive into the water to prey on aquatic creatures, which means that its body shape tends to be more slender.

This deviated further from the image of the Proto-Dragon in Harry's memory. After all, the Proto-Dragon's head accounted for a larger proportion of its body, and its mouth with a strong jaw accounted for more than 40% of the entire head. Its tail was also shorter and thicker.

Judging from Wrathhorn's current size, the Norwegian Spinosaurus' tail is obviously slender, and its entire head is more pointed. This is indeed a pity for Harry... It would be better if Wrathhorn could be more primitive and rugged.

Tall, strong, rugged, big, and hard - and preferably one that can emit a striking light. This is the perfect mount in Harry's mind.

Oh no! Sitting up straight, Harry suddenly realized that his aesthetic taste had been unconsciously influenced by Hagrid. What a sin.

Hagrid could get along well with Cape Wrath for a while before causing devastating damage or being discovered by others, but overall Hagrid's mood was still very stable. After all, he knew that his Norbert was not far away from him, he just went into Harry's suitcase - he could still see him anytime he wanted.

As for what Harry should do after graduating from Hogwarts in seven years... don't ask Hagrid such a cruel question.

Maybe Harry will stay on to teach at the school! Then Norbert will see him every day.
Harry was not in a hurry at all. He had been busy in the suitcase these days, trying to create an environment suitable for Angry Horn to survive.

Thanks to Dumbledore, thanks to the great Dumbledore. When he got up again at night and found Harry guarding the door of his office, he sighed very heavily and followed Harry into the suitcase world.

Graying.

Or you can say hitting the lake.

Dumbledore is old, can he still make a living?
Yes, and its power is very great - in the open space in the center of the cliff under the original suitcase world, Harry transplanted all the forests planted here to other places in one go, and Dumbledore dug a big lake here while sighing continuously, and even helped to increase the water volume of the river in the suitcase world.

Now, there is another mountain in this small world besides the cliff where Harry's cabin is located. It is expected that Wrathhorn can lie on the highest point of the mountain when he has nothing to do to show his presence. This is what dragons like to do most.

When it is thirsty, it can go directly to the lake in the center to drink water. The lake is large and deep enough to not only satisfy the drinking water needs of one person, Angry Horn... but also provide sufficient water for those tribes that enter the box later.

Harry also threw a large number of fish fry and growth potions into the lake, which made Dumbledore shake his head and almost blurt out the word "magic and cruelty".

However, Harry pretended not to see it. After all, the Norwegian Spinosaurus could dive into the water to hunt prey. Since his future good partner had such a habit, he had to be prepared in advance.

Dumbledore can only suffer a little more.

Instead of building a dragon nest for Norbert, Harry believed that Wrathhorn would choose a place he liked to build his nest, and there was no need for human intervention.

During the entire renovation process, the unicorns who had already moved in were only a little panicked at the beginning, but the rest of the time they would watch from a distance while Dumbledore and Harry were working.

These clever little guys were even the first to learn to drink from the newly emerged lakes.

One thing that must be stated is that in the second phase of the suitcase world transformation project, there is another crucial contributor, that is Harry's good uncle, Vernon.

"Hey, Fawkes?" Harry greeted the phoenix that appeared in front of him with a flash of fire. "Good evening. I'm sorry to have to trouble you again today."

The clear cry of a phoenix was a response to Harry's call. Fawkes landed lightly on Harry's shoulder, bent his long neck and pecked at the herbs in Harry's hand, some fresh and tender white leaves, which were the phoenix's favorite food.

Harry hadn't caught anything for two whole days... he meant, he hadn't found Dumbledore. Every time Harry went to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor, the gargoyle at the door would say "the headmaster isn't in" as soon as it saw Harry's face, and would refuse to open the door.

But how could someone as determined as Harry give up so easily?

So after four days of waiting, when Harry arrived at the door of the principal's office on the fifth day, he saw a phoenix with a helpless look on its face standing on the head of the gargoyle. Although it was a bit strange to say this, Harry did see the word helplessness on the face of the phoenix.

Plus a note——【Fox will help you】

That was all, not even a word of greeting. Harry couldn't help but sigh at the difficulties of the world and the change of people's hearts.

Fortunately, the big framework has been laid, and what Harry is going to do next does not really require Dumbledore himself to show up, so having Fawkes as his helper is just right.

"Yorkshire, Malta Farm." Touching Fox's smooth feathers, Harry told him today's destination, "Fox, let's go!"

With a "pop" of fire, Harry was led by Fawkes to Yorkshire, far away from Hogwarts. Harry came to Dumbledore because only with the approval of the headmaster could he leave the school when Hogwarts was not on vacation. Now that Dumbledore had handed over Fawkes to ensure his own peaceful sleep, the result was the same.

"Good evening, Uncle," Harry greeted.

But his voice startled the people who had been waiting here. Uncle Vernon trembled all over and turned around hurriedly. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the person coming was Harry.

"Oh my God, boy, can't you -" The words stopped abruptly, uh, as if someone pinched Uncle Vernon's neck and forced him to shut up. He quickly moved in front of Harry and said in a low voice like a thief: "You haven't been discovered by others? When you came - no matter what witchcraft, or weird things."

"No, uncle," Harry said helplessly, "To be honest, you look more suspicious to strangers than to me."

My relationship with my aunt's family has indeed improved a lot now, but there is one thing that has not changed, that is, my uncle and aunt still look nervous when they encounter things related to magic.

"Really?" Uncle Feinong was stunned for a moment, then he quickly took two steps back, tidied his appearance, and said seriously: "What now?"

"Very handsome," Harry praised, "Seeing how thin you have become, I guess Dudley has become a muscular man."

The weight loss potions given at Christmas really worked well. Uncle Vernon was obviously much thinner than before, and he looked a lot healthier. In Harry's eyes, the only difference between Uncle Vernon and the balloon was that one could fly and the other couldn't.

"Ahaha, man, indeed, Dudley has changed a lot." Uncle Vernon nodded with satisfaction. He liked others praising his son very much. "Anyway, let's--"

Suddenly there was a flash of fire, and Fawkes appeared out of thin air on Harry's shoulder. He had just been wandering around. It was Fawkes's unusual appearance that once again tensed Uncle Vernon's nerves, so that he froze and could not move.

"Don't be nervous, uncle," Harry said quickly, "This is Fawkes, a phoenix - you should have heard of the legend of the phoenix, right?"

"...Ah, Phoenix, Phoenix," Uncle Fenon said dryly, "I've heard of it...yes, I've heard of it...the legendary..."

There were even beads of sweat on his forehead. Under Harry's helpless gaze, Uncle Vernon straightened his collar, then took a half step back, took off his hat and greeted Fox: "--Uh, hello?"

There was a clear sound and Fox nodded as a return gesture.

"Don't worry, uncle, I used magic, and no one else will notice Fawkes' presence," Harry comforted.

All it takes is a little Confusion Charm.

"Really? That's great." Uncle Vernon was obviously relieved. "Of course, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with you. Uh, probably."

He said the last sentence to Fawkes. It was obvious that, although Harry had already explained it and there were legends about the phoenix in Muggle mythology, Uncle Vernon was still a little afraid of Fawkes.

Although he felt a little helpless, Harry did not feel impatient. Instead, he felt quite sympathetic towards Uncle Vernon.

Again, in front of the shaman, many secrets of the past are no longer secrets - just like Harry has learned from his mother why his uncle and aunt hate magic so much and even hate his family.

Petunia was jealous of Lily's ability to use magic, and Vernon looked down on James. He showed off his new car to James and said that wizards had to rely on government unemployment benefits because they had no money and didn't work. James then explained about Gringotts and the gold his parents kept there, and, uh, showed off his flying broom when Vernon mentioned the car, causing Vernon to feel that he had been fooled, because normal Muggles don't ride brooms... what a mess.

In Harry's view, this was nothing more than a conflict caused by people from two different worlds not understanding each other and being arrogant towards each other.

Both sides have faults and no one is innocent. Harry has no intention of commenting on or taking over the grudges between the previous generations.

In short, after so many years, perhaps the death of Lily and James changed everything, or it may be because when the two sides met again, one of them had already become a soul different from the human world.

In any case, after Lily and Petunia had a long talk that afternoon, something changed.

Maybe this is why people often say that revealing your true feelings in person helps to warm up a relationship - well, maybe we should add that the dead are greater than the dead.

Human emotions are the most complicated things in the world.

As for Harry now, at least he can now communicate normally with Uncle Vernon and his family, and Uncle Vernon is gradually becoming like a normal uncle.

For example, after Harry wrote a letter to make his request, although there were many complaints in the reply, Uncle Vernon still made a special trip to Yorkshire and contacted Harry for what he wanted.

pig.

The breed is York pig, which was established in 1852 and has a history of more than years. It is divided into three types: large, medium and small. It is an ideal lean pig with good meat quality, less fat, more leanness, early maturity, good meat production, and most importantly, strong reproductive capacity.

It is very suitable as a prey for the Wrathhorn and is an important resident that Harry plans to introduce to the suitcase world.

Dragons are carnivorous animals. Harry has checked the habits of adult fire dragons. An adult dragon needs to eat food almost as heavy as two or three cows in one meal. However, if they don't do any strenuous activities after eating, the next time they eat can be put off for a week or two.

Harry's current plan is to introduce 500 large Yorkshire pigs into the suitcase world. Although the pigs now put in are meat pigs that are bred in a captive environment and lack wildness, pigs are an animal that degenerates very quickly. In less than two years, they will become extremely wild wild boars that can live freely in the mountains and forests.

Everything is done to allow Horned Wrath to maintain its wildness through the process of natural predation and hunting while living in the suitcase world.

Even more than just the pigs are going to be introduced. Harry also plans to get some bison in to breed them. Well, some carnivorous magical animals are also necessary to serve as the bottom of the food chain.

In short, although these things can be done through the channels of the wizarding world, the cost of gold Galleons is a huge sum. On the contrary, a lot of money can be saved if they are introduced through Muggle channels.

Although Harry is not short of money at the moment, there is no need for him to be a sucker.

"I don't think you will lose money on this business, right, Uncle?" Harry asked Uncle Vernon as they walked towards the farm.

"Of course not," Uncle Fenon shrugged and said, "The gemstones you gave me are of very good quality. Not only will I not lose money, I can even make a profit... By the way, I can also expand my social circle. I have bargained for you, kid."

"That would be great," Harry nodded.

Everyone can get their own benefits, which is conducive to the long-term continuation of a relationship.

Pigs in the UK are not castrated, and at the request of Vernon, the big customer who paid the money, the farmer had already prepared 500 pigs. After sending the farmer away, Harry finally put down the suitcase he had been carrying all the way, opened it, and faced the herd of pigs in front of him.

With just a gentle wave of his hand, the five hundred pigs rushed towards Harry as if possessed. It must be said that the scene was somewhat shocking.

Even if there were five hundred pigs! -- Well, it seemed like there really were five hundred pigs. Anyway, Uncle Vernon couldn't help but scream as he watched the pigs rushing towards him and the others, as if they were going to smash him into a pile of minced meat.

(End of this chapter)