Harry Potter, the savior of Night City

"What are you raising, medicine potions?!"

Harry used a loud roar on Hagrid, which lowered Hagrid's special attack!

"Harry, it's alright, it's just a dragon, it won't be dangerous." Hagrid was completely unconcerned about the dragon's destructive power.

"You keep a fire dragon in the wooden house by the forest..." Harry said it was hard to comment, as the buffs were already stacked up.

Hagrid paid no attention to what Harry was saying, happily poking at the fire and the dragon egg.

Great, now they have another thing to worry about: making sure Hagrid doesn't become an acquaintance.

"Life is so peaceful~" Harry couldn't help but blurt out, recalling his chance encounter with Hagrid at Hogwarts, where he tried his best to persuade him but failed.

The peaceful and tranquil days seem to be gone forever. Now, in addition to Quirrell and Snape, there's Hagrid to watch out for every day. Harry is saying he wants to get out of control. Damn it, even tracking three people at once is impossible.

Days passed, and about a month later, Harry arrived at the Great Hall. Ron and Hermione grabbed his arms and dragged him to a corner.

"You want to..." Harry was interrupted by Hermione before he could finish speaking.

"The fire dragon is about to hatch."

Great, Hagrid can finally become an acquaintance.

"We have to go see," Ron said. He really wanted to see the dragon hatch. When he heard the news in Herbalism class, he even wanted to run away. If Hermione hadn't held him back, he probably would have. Fearing that he might do something even more outrageous to see the dragon hatch, Hermione had no choice but to agree to let him go see the dragon.

"Okay, okay." Harry shrugged. Alright, let's get started.

After they had discussed it, they headed toward Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid greeted them excitedly, ushered the three of them into the cabin, and then immediately closed the door.

The dragon egg was on the table, with deep cracks in it, and the little dragon was rolling around inside, hitting the shell.

They moved chairs to the table and stared at the egg.

"Crack!"

With a crisp crack, the crack on the dragon egg grew wider and wider. A tiny claw broke through the shell first, followed by wings, body, and finally, the entire egg split into several pieces. The little dragon rolled out of the egg onto the table. It kept flapping its body and flapping its wings to maintain its balance. It slowly steadied itself, sneezed, and a few sparks flew out of its nose.

Hagrid was somewhat dazed until Charmander sneezed again, at which point he snapped out of it.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Hagrid reached out and stroked the little dragon's head. The little dragon tilted its head and glanced at Hagrid, then opened its mouth and bit his finger.

"Oh, the cute little dragon knows its mother." Hagrid was completely melted, his love for the little dragon beyond measure.

"Now, let's consider a question," Hermione interjected. "How fast does this thing grow?"

"In just one week, it will grow to three times its original size." Hagrid wiped the little dragon's body with a clean white towel.

"My God..." Harry rubbed his temples. "At this rate, it will fill the entire cabin in three weeks, not to mention that there is a forest next to it that is afraid of fire."

"There's always a way, isn't there?" Hagrid nudged the little dragon with his head. "Don't you think so, my little darling?"

"Alright, alright." Harry stopped trying to persuade Hagrid; he couldn't, he really couldn't.

Just as the three of them were about to leave, Harry glanced at the window with his right eye, chuckled, and then left.

Outside, Malfoy crouched trembling under the window, praying that Harry hadn't noticed him...

For the next week, Harry and his friends went to see the little dragon almost every day. It grew at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and now it was almost as big as Harry.

"Really, Hagrid, let it go. There's no room for it here," Hermione advised.

"No, absolutely not." Hagrid hugged the dragon tightly, but the dragon wriggled free and rolled around by the fireplace. "It's too small. It'll die in the wild."

Harry was slacking off, while Ron and Hermione looked at the dragon, pondering how to ensure the little dragon could live well without having to stay at Hogwarts.

"Isn't Norbert adorable?" Hagrid looked at the dragon with tears in his eyes. "It recognizes me now, it recognizes its mother. I can't just leave it to die in the wild like this."

The room fell silent. No one had any good ideas. Hagrid looked at Norbert and couldn't help but cry. When Norbert heard Hagrid's cries, he stopped rolling around and crawled to Hagrid's feet, rubbing against Hagrid's legs.

"I... I should have a way."

A trembling voice rang out.

The four people inside looked toward the source of the sound.

"Malfoy! What are you doing here!" Ron recognized who it was and was about to rush forward, but Hagrid stopped him.

"Oh, don't say that, Ron. Draco is a very good boy. Although he's a little timid, he's very kind to Norbert and is a particularly loving boy," Hagrid explained, pressing Ron down onto the sofa.

"Him? Cowardly? Kind-hearted?" Ron felt like Hagrid was about to burn out his CPU. In his mind, Malfoy could never be associated with those two words.

"You say you have a way?" Hermione had some doubts, but she was prioritizing Hagrid's situation, so she asked.

"Yes, yes." Malfoy glanced at Harry and his body trembled even more, but he still mustered his spirits. "I have a dragon farm at home, where Norbert can stay." He basically closed his eyes when he finished speaking.

Harry also became interested in what Malfoy was saying, and sat up straight, but before he could speak, Ron beat him to it.

"My brother also works at the dragon farm; he can take Norber away too!"

"But my family's dragon farm is close to here, so Hagrid can visit it often."

It has to be said that Malfoy's offer was indeed tempting, and Hagrid was even getting a little restless. Harry looked up at Malfoy.

"How do you collect materials for your dragon breeding farm? What specific items do you collect?"

Harry asked the most crucial question because dragons are practically treasures from head to toe. Dragon heartstrings can be used to make wands, dragon blood can be used to make alchemy, dragon liver can be used to make medicine, dragon bones and scales can be used to make props, and dragon skin can be used to make clothing and protective gear. Some families raise dragons, but they treat them like pigs. This is something that needs to be clarified.

When Malfoy realized that Harry was the one asking the question, he trembled like a leaf. Finally, he closed his eyes and said, "We only take the dragon scales that the dragons shed, and we also consult with the more intelligent dragons before taking their blood. We would never mistreat a dragon."

Why?

Malfoy finally opened his eyes. Although still afraid, he looked into Harry's eyes and said, "I... my whole family loves dragons. We see them as friends, not commodities."

Harry stared silently into Malfoy's eyes until Malfoy began to tremble again, before finally saying, "I hope so."

Then he turned to Hagrid and said, "Hagrid, if you want to put Norbert in the Malfoys' Dragonyard, you'd better bring a professor with you." Harry had been staring into Malfoy's eyes, and there was fear, evasion, and anger in them, but no lies, so so far, they seemed credible.

However, Harry was somewhat surprised by Malfoy's dramatic personality change.

"It seems we've turned too far."