Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

"Overlord of the sky?"

Ron looked blankly at the portrait in his hand.

The dragon-like creature above is painted vividly with superb technology, and its huge body swoops down into the clouds, and the scales shine brightly, looking very oppressive.

It's hard to imagine - this was actually drawn by Hagrid.

"Hagrid, is this really what you painted?"

Harley leaned over as well, a flash of shock in her emerald green eyes.

How could she not know that Hagrid was still capable of this?

"That's right, this is my drawing based on the figure I saw that day!"

At the mention of this, Hagrid's originally frustrated mood suddenly became excited.

He couldn't forget the golden dragon he had seen in the sky that day.

It's so beautiful and it's very oppressive...

The fire dragon is nothing compared to it, a fully developed cub.

"What creature?"

Hermione also glanced at it curiously, and she was stunned the moment she got the paper.

This dragon... Why does it look familiar?

She looked at the piece of paper in front of her, then turned her head to look at Lorne, who was sitting at the table drinking hot coffee.

"Hagrid, where did you meet this golden dragon?"

Hermione handed the paper to Lorne and asked Hagrid in a somewhat complicated tone.

"In the Forbidden Forest during the holidays, I was about to feed the Hippogriffs when I looked up and saw a golden dragon swooping down in the distance. "

Hagrid, clad in a giant mole leather, said excitedly as he recalled the scene.

Definitely the Animagus of her own little boyfriend!

When Hermione heard about the holiday, she fully confirmed the dragon's identity.

Because at that time she was sitting on top of the dragon, watching the sunset in the churning sea of clouds.

"It's definitely a dragon species that hasn't been documented!"

"I told Headmaster Dumbledore at the time, but by the time we arrived, the dragon was long gone. "

Hagrid sighed regretfully.

"If only I could catch it at the time. "

“......"

Lorne silently took a sip of his coffee when he heard this.

Luckily, he and Hermione went back early.

"Hagrid, what did Headmaster Dumbledore talk to you about yesterday!"

Seeing Hagrid's regretful appearance, Hermione quickly shifted the topic to formality.

"Headmaster Dumbledore..."

Hearing the little witch's question, Hagrid sighed in frustration.

"I'm probably going to be the fastest professor ever fired. "

"Draco's injury has been told to the Ministry of Magic by Lucius, and Headmaster Dumbledore says they're coming to investigate in the next few days. "

"So, the Fantastic Beasts Conservation Course is going to be temporarily suspended for a while. "

Hearing this, Harley couldn't help but say, "But Malfoy wasn't hurt!"

"He's just pretending!"

"The point is... Buckbeak did attack Malfoy. "

Ron said helplessly.

"Maybe you can prove that he's not hurt. "

Looking at Hallie with glasses, Lorne made an offer.

"How am I—isn't this okay?"

Hallie was stunned for a moment, then knew what Lorne was referring to.

Thinking of this, she hesitated.

"Malfoy didn't know you were Harley—because he was still lying in the school infirmary in Potions class today. "

Hermione reminded softly.

"Shall I try it then?"

Harley said after a moment of deep thought.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Hagrid touched his head and asked in a sullen voice.

How could he not understand?

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Outside, a pinpoint-like light rain was still falling, and the ground was a little muddy.

After lunch at Hagrid's, Lorne and the others left the cabin.

As the umbrella opened, Hermione naturally hugged his arm.

And Harley and Ron still use spells to shelter from the rain.

In their opinion, the umbrella is still not as convenient as the magic spell.

"So I'm going to the school infirmary in the afternoon?"

Thinking of the plan discussed, Harley said with a feeling of nausea in her heart.

"Hermione and I have a rune class in the afternoon, so I won't be with you two. "

Lorne, who was holding an umbrella in front of him, said.

"That's right..."

Hallie subconsciously glanced at Ron.

I don't know if the two of them can do it.

"Don't worry, as long as you can prove that he's not injured - Headmaster Dumbledore will settle everything later. "

Lorne comforted Harry.

Dumbledore certainly didn't want Hagrid to leave the Fantastic Beasts Protection course, which was a high-risk profession after all.

Second only to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

When they arrived at the main Hogwarts building, they were separated.

Lorne and Hermione still have electives to attend, while Harley and Ron are on a trip to the school infirmary to see Malfoy, who pretends to be sick.

"Here, here's your book and your notes. "

Lorne sat down in his seat in the classroom

He took out two books and a notebook from the Kamui space and placed them on the table of the two of them.

"Why didn't Malfoy find out about Harley's identity until now?"

Hermione, who had taken the notebook, asked in confusion.

She discovers that Malfoy has been in Potions class with Harley three or four times since the beginning of the previous semester, and the other party doesn't notice that Harry has disappeared and is replaced by a Harley.

"Maybe love blinds people. "

Lorne touched the tip of his nose and gave a vague answer.

He was also puzzled by this question, but at present, it seems that only one explanation is a little more reliable.

After all, Malfoy had been chanting Harry's name in his dreams.

Remembering the last time he was reciting Malfoy, the other party's Harley made him shudder a little.

Maybe that's love.

While they were in class, Harley also walked into the school doctor's room with trepidation.

There weren't many young wizards in the school infirmary, and there was only a pale blonde Malfoy lying on the hospital bed.

Looking at that disgusting face, Harley kept silently thinking in her heart.

It's all for Hagrid!

Yes, that's right... It's all about helping Hagrid!

"Malfoy, can you go on a date with me?"

With a feeling of nausea, Harley, who walked to the side of the bed, gritted her teeth and said it directly.

Malfoy, who was lying on the hospital bed reading the daily newspaper, turned his head a little stunned after hearing this familiar pleasant voice.

"Hallie—didn't you transfer schools!?"