Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 93, Section 91: Hagrid: Keeping dragons as pets is illegal.

"You have to believe me, I really saw a magical mirror. I saw many people in it: Aunt Penny, Uncle Vernon, Brother D, and a woman who was both a stranger and familiar. That must be my mother; her eyes looked exactly like mine."

"To correct you, it's your eyes that resemble hers."

Hermione touched her forehead; she felt that Harry's logic was a bit muddled at this moment.

Harry didn't want to dwell on those small details: "There's a name on that mirror, Uh... Uh..."

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't remember what it was called.

"Eris Stella Ehru Aitwubi Kafru Aiton Wochs".

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Harry nodded quickly, then looked at Dudley with a look of surprise.

"Brother D, do you know what that is?"

As expected, there's nothing in this world that Brother D doesn't know. If you have any questions, just ask Brother D.

"You can call it the Mirror of Erised. It's a magical mirror that reveals your deepest, most urgent, and strongest desires."

"Dali said with a hint of frustration."

He saw nothing in the mirror; does that mean he has no desires or wants? How is that possible?!

He was quite curious about what he truly desired, believing that one can only grow by confronting one's own desires.

"Then...it's not real?"

Harry's body stiffened slightly.

When he saw the image reflected in the mirror, he still thought his mother was not dead.

"Yes."

Dudley gently put the dumbbell down and said to Harry, "The images shown in that mirror are all illusions. We need to create the future ourselves."

Harry nodded as if he understood, but he never went looking for that mirror again.

The pleasant holiday came to an end quickly, and Neville and Malfoy returned to training. Neville did not slack off during the holiday, but Malfoy was somewhat lazy during the holiday, and Lucius seemed to scoff at such training.

When Ron, who was jogging, heard that he had to go to the professor for extra lessons every weekend, he let out a painful howl.

"I thought things would be easier after school started."

"Lolita, you could easily lie on this soft, cozy bed."

Malfoy started to mock him, then overtook Ron.

"I'll say it again, my name is Ron, you little brat, wanna fight?"

Draco's name means "Dragon," so Malfoy is sometimes called "Little Dragon."

"Come on, come on. I'll teach you a lesson first, then I'll beat up Potter."

Dudley never stopped them; "whoever disagrees with whom, whoever is unhappy with whom," could fight anytime.

A little bit of fighting can actually strengthen a relationship.

In Dudley's opinion, Malfoy and Ron had a pretty good relationship.

Ron only complained a little, but since his friends were all studying hard, he couldn't just give up.

As the days went by, the physical fitness of the morning exercise team members began to improve at a visible rate. Even Malfoy, who was originally the thinnest, had gained a layer of muscle on his arms.

Of course, the most obvious one is Neville.

His skeleton was the largest besides Dudley's, so the effects were naturally the most obvious.

By this time, he had transformed from a chubby little boy into a strong, chubby man.

Every now and then, Dudley would organize a trip to the Forbidden Forest. Unlike when he went alone, he would take Harry and the others with him and they would only stay on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

Even just the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest is quite an exciting experience.

The system told Dali that spellcasters should not be complacent and need to broaden their horizons. So Dali shared this experience with the members of the morning exercise team.

Everyone thought it made a lot of sense.

After spending the afternoon gathering herbs and meeting some small, magical creatures, they came to Hagrid's hut to rest after leaving the Forbidden Forest.

Malfoy initially refused, expressing his disdain for Hagrid's humble abode and constantly muttering complaints, but since Dudley had already gone inside, he followed suit.

Dudley, as always, picked up a piece of rock crust and began to chew it, while Hermione and the others kept their distance from it.

Malfoy curiously picked up a piece to try, and then almost broke his teeth.

"This thing is definitely a weapon."

Thinking this, he secretly slipped one into his pocket.

"Harry, don't you think Hagrid is acting a little strange?"

Ron whispered to Harry.

Hagrid was acting strangely today. He wasn't as enthusiastic as usual, and he was standing by the stove, trying to hide what he was doing. But his movements were so exaggerated that the more he tried to hide it, the more obvious it became.

Most importantly, the temperature inside is frighteningly high, especially in this weather, it's just too extreme, and the windows aren't even open.

According to Murphy's Law, the more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen. He tried to block Harry and the others' view, but he overlooked Neville. There were just too many visitors today.

"Is that... an egg?"

Neville pointed to a large, blackened egg above the fire.

Neville leaned closer, examined it for a moment, and said in surprise, "What kind of creature is this? Wait, this looks like a dragon egg."

Magical plants and magical creatures are Neville's recent main focus, and he is truly talented in this area.

"I think I heard you guys talking about dragons?!"

Malfoy, who was sitting next to Dudley, perked up his ears when he heard the word "dragon" and immediately leaned closer.

Seeing that everyone had already noticed, Hagrid simply stopped blocking and gave up his spot.

Hagrid didn't really want Malfoy to see that Lucius's reputation among wizards wasn't very good.

"It really is a dragon egg."

Malfoy's eyes never left the dragon egg after he saw it, staring intently at the large, dark egg.

His eyes were full of envy.

"Even my dad never managed to get one for me."

He had always dreamed of raising a dragon, but dragons were very dangerous magical creatures that had never been truly tamed by wizards. His overly dangerous idea was ruthlessly nipped in the bud by Lucius.

"Hagrid, where did you get that? It must have cost a fortune!"

Ron kept his eyes fixed on the dragon egg, his gaze never wavering. After all, what little wizard could resist a dragon egg?

"Winned."

Speaking of this, Hagrid beamed with pride: "Last night, I was drinking in the village, playing cards with a stranger. To be honest, that guy probably couldn't wait to get rid of it."

"You should know that raising dragons privately is forbidden in the wizarding world, and the same goes for dragon eggs. Buying and selling dragon eggs is also illegal."

The hut fell silent the moment he said this, and all the young wizards stared at him with incredulous eyes.

Dudley looked at him strangely: "Hagrid, you know it's illegal?"

(End of this chapter)