thefictionvixens Chapter 28 Hagrid Wins Dragon Egg While Drunk
Chapter 28 Hagrid Wins Dragon Egg While Drunk
Picking up where we left off, the heat inside Hagrid's house was stifling, like the hottest days of summer. Yet he made up an excuse, saying he was shivering from the cold.
Ron asked suspiciously, "Really? I don't think Ya Ya is particularly afraid of the cold; in fact, she seems like she's about to die of heat."
"Well, Yaya's a little different from other dogs..."
Harry, who was used to physical exertion and had a strong constitution, was already drenched in sweat and could no longer bear the heat.
He exclaimed, "Brother, it's so hot in the room, how come you've made the fire burn so brightly? Make sure we can all be steamed into cooked crabs."
He got up and walked towards the furnace wall, intending to stir the fire to cool it down.
Hagrid was startled and was about to dissuade him when Harry exclaimed, "Wow! What a huge egg! Are you going to roast it, brother?"
It turned out that besides the few burning charcoal pieces in the fireplace, there was also a huge egg that looked like a black iron gall bladder.
Ron peeked out and asked, "Roasted eggs? Harry and I haven't had lunch yet—by the way, is one egg enough for the three of us?"
Upon hearing that the two of them wanted to eat eggs, Hagrid exclaimed, "Oh, wait a minute, those aren't eggs to eat, they're my unhatched pets!"
Harry asked curiously, "What kind of bird needs to hatch in fire? Could it be the phoenix in Professor Dumbledore's office?"
"Harry, I can't get my hands on a phoenix egg; they're extremely rare."
Curious, Ron went to the hearth and examined the black egg closely. Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Hagrid, you've raised a dragon?!"
Seeing that he had hit the nail on the head, Hagrid panicked and said, "What? A dragon egg? I don't have one. Don't talk nonsense."
"This is it! If I'm not mistaken, this should be a Norwegian Spinosaurus egg, or a Hungarian Tree Bee Dragon."
Seeing Ron's confident assertion, Harry said, "When did you learn so much, brother? This is unusual."
"Oh, my brother Charlie works in Romania raising dragons, and he often shares knowledge about dragons with me."
Seeing that he couldn't deny it any longer, Hagrid slumped onto the sofa and said, "Alright, these are indeed Norwegian Spinosaurus eggs, but you absolutely mustn't tell anyone."
It should be known that this fire dragon of the magical world is different from the five-clawed golden dragon of the Zhao family; it is a ferocious creature that spews karmic fire. Its iron skin surpasses chainmail, and its steel claws are sharper than hooked scythes. When its wings are spread, they blot out the sun and sky, and it takes more than ten skilled wizards who have mastered powerful spells to subdue it.
Harry had heard of the dragon before, and now that he had finally seen what an egg looked like, he was filled with curiosity and longing.
He cupped his hands and said, "Brother, where did you get this dragon egg? If you have any connections, please let me raise one."
Hagrid chuckled, "Harry, dragon eggs aren't so easy to get. I only got this Norwegian Ridgeback egg by sheer luck, like I drank a whole bottle of Felix Felicis."
As for the origin of this dragon egg, it turns out that Hagrid went to Hogsmeade Village for a drink the other day and met a chance encounter with a fellow traveler. The two chatted about all sorts of magical creatures and felt as if they had known each other for a long time.
The two talked until their saliva was dry, then they started playing with dice and cards. The traveler was unlucky; he lost all his money and had to pay off his debt with the dragon egg.
Hagrid, beaming with pride, recounted the whole story, making Harry's heart itch with anticipation.
"Brother, you're lucky! Speaking of Pai Gow and dice, I'm quite an expert. If I encounter this person again, I hope you'll introduce me to him."
Hagrid shook his head and said, "No, no, no, Harry, you can't gamble. Besides, that man kept his face covered by his hood the whole time, so I don't know what he looks like."
Hearing that the passerby hadn't shown his face, Harry was startled and became extremely vigilant.
The thief who stormed Gringotts and secretly unleashed the giant monster has yet to reveal his true colors. Now, another awkward figure hiding his face in Nomura, so close to the school, has appeared. How can this not arouse suspicion?
Harry pondered, "Brother, I can't see this person's face, but can I recognize their voice? Are they a simpleton?"
"Hmm... his voice was a little deep and hoarse, but not like Professor Quirrell's stutter."
"And what about his physique? Is there anything unusual or unusual about him?"
After several rounds of questioning, Ron realized, "Harry, you suspect that the person who lost the dragon egg to Hagrid is the thief who tried to steal the Philosopher's Stone?"
Upon hearing the words "Philosopher's Stone," Hagrid's expression changed drastically, and he nearly jumped up.
"How do you know about the Philosopher's Stone?! Who told you?"
"That's what Professor Dumbledore said," Harry thought. "Let's put that aside for now, brother, tell me the story of that awkward person."
Ron nodded in agreement, "That's right, this guy is definitely suspicious. Norwegian Ridgeback eggs are extremely rare; you can't necessarily buy one even if you have money."
Seeing that the two men were speaking seriously, Hagrid also felt uneasy, so he told them everything that had happened that day.
It turned out that the traveler and Hagrid were drunk and only talked about magical creatures such as the three-headed dog and the hippogriff, but did not mention the Philosopher's Stone at all.
Harry and Ron listened carefully and pondered for a long time, but they still couldn't figure it out.
"Harry, what do you think? Do you think there's a problem?"
Harry shook his head and said, "I'm a rough man, but I'm not good at thinking things through."
"It's a pity that our eldest sister, such a wise and resourceful person, isn't here to help us spot the flaw."
Seeing that the two of them couldn't find any fault with him, Hagrid finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You two really scared me just now. I thought I had really let the secret slip."
"By the way, why did Professor Dumbledore tell you about the Philosopher's Stone?"
Harry was still pondering the cryptic passerby when Ron, thinking he was unwilling to talk, quickly changed the subject, saying:
"Hagrid, you should know that keeping dragons is illegal, right? Back in 1709, the Wizarding Council strictly prohibited individuals from keeping fire dragons."
Hagrid mumbled, "Oh, it's alright. This baby isn't even born yet; it'll be a long time before it grows up."
"But what if it grows up? Dragons grow very fast; they can be three times the size of a newborn in just a few months."
"Furthermore, if you are caught keeping a dragon without permission, not only will you be punished, but the dragon will also be executed by the Ministry of Magic."
These words were sharp and struck right to Hagrid's heart, leaving him momentarily at a loss and hesitant.
"That's easy," Harry said, snapping out of his reverie. "If we can't keep it privately, then we'll keep it publicly. If anyone asks, just say that the school has given an order to subdue this dragon."
"That's a great idea!" Hagrid's eyes lit up, then dimmed again. "But how could Professor Dumbledore agree?"
Harry laughed and said, "Brother, don't panic. I'll teach you a trick that will make Professor Dumbledore nod in agreement."
Hagrid, having obtained a dragon egg, intended to keep it as a pet, a request prohibited by the Ministry of Magic. He exploited a loophole in the text, using Hogwarts as a front. How could Dumbledore agree? Harry, however, had his own words that struck a chord deep within. But what exactly did Harry say? We'll find out in the next installment.