I really still can't figure out what this little guy is thinking
The well-informed Mr. Principal sighed in his heart, and then Principal Phineas on the wall couldn't help it.
"Are you kidding me! How to eat something as precious as a dragon egg?! Even the most extravagant black wizard wouldn't do that!"
"Meow?"
Fish looked back at the excited portrait of the former headmaster, and then
Made a face at him.
"Slightly slightly~"
Phineas was pissed off to death.
"Eat dragon eggs" Dumbledore said dumbfoundedly: "Although I can get dragon eggs, it is impossible for you to eat them."
"Very expensive meow?" w
Fish frowned. Although he still doesn't have much concept of money, he more or less knows that some things are not easy to get, and the most common feature of such things is - very expensive and requires a lot of money. Something called money made of metal.
"Yes, very expensive." Dumbledore nodded, and after thinking for a while, he gave an example, "It's probably the money Minerva earned after working in the school for five or six years, and this is the cheapest dragon egg. "
In fact, Fish still had no idea, because he didn't know how much Professor McGonagall could earn a year.
As for Professor McGonagall, as the vice-principal, dean of Gryffindor and professor of transfiguration, her annual salary is among the top ones in Hogwarts.
"Then how can we make a lot of money?"
Although he still didn't know the exact price, Fish did not give up. He raised his head and asked Dumbledore how to make money.
"Make money, this is more complicated." Dumbledore stroked his beard, and said cheerfully: "First of all, you have to have a good job, and if you want to get a job with a good salary, then you have to study hard , graduated from Hogwarts"
"Oh, that Fish didn't eat meow."
Fish gave up very decisively, homework every day is troublesome enough, and he has to study hardthen he would rather not eat dragon eggs!
"Uh don't you want to hold on?"
Dumbledore persuaded unwillingly.
"No need to meow! Fish hates reading the most!"
Since the dragon egg was hopeless, Fisher didn't plan to stay any longer, he grabbed the brim of the sorting hat on his head with both hands, turned his head and ran out the door.
"Dumbledore! I'm going to be snatched by this brat!"
The Sorting Hat yelled loudly, because of Fisher, it had slandered the Big Four more than once.
Since it has injected thoughts into itself, why not give it some means of self-protection!
This guy Dumbledore is also out of tune! He actually let a little wizard torment him like this!
His Sorting Hat is an important property of Hogwarts!
Of course Fish failed to snatch the Sorting Hat away, and within a few steps of running out, the Sorting Hat was pulled back by Dumbledore's Flying Curse. If Fish hadn't let go quickly, even he would have been killed together Catch it back
The following days were relatively peaceful. Although the homework assigned by the professors became more and more heavy due to the approach of the final exam, Fish still had enough time to go out and play when the group of seniors stopped doing small tricks. .
Moreover, he also inadvertently discovered that the bad old man seems to be very busy recently, and he has no time to block himself at night.
In other words, now that Fish sneaked out of the castle at night, he didn't even need an invisibility cloak.
Occasionally, Fish would go to Hagrid's hut to look at the dragon egg. Under the baking of the flame, Fish could indeed feel a little life growing inside.
"Ohit's a pity, meow"
Fish stared at the dragon egg in the fireplace, and sighed regretfully. Even if Hagrid gave him the dragon egg at this time, he couldn't eat it. He could even feel the baby dragon inside the eggshell intermittently. The idea of ??wanting to break out of the shell.
It seems that it has not been long since the dragon egg hatched.
"Fisch, are you still thinking about eating dragon eggs?"
Ron leaned over, he and Harry would be dragged by Hermione to help Hagrid take care of the dragon eggs every weekend, so as to prevent Hagrid from letting Fish into the Forbidden Forest alone again.
It was the same today, the two of them had just finished breakfast when Hermione forcibly dragged them over.
Fortunately, they were very interested in the dragon eggs, and the so-called care was also very easy, just adding some firewood to the fire when the fire became small.
??Give it up, Hagrid won't agree, and dragon eggs are so precious, it would be a pity to eat them. "
Ron followed Fisher's example and squatted in front of the fireplace, staring at the big black egg in the fire to persuade him.
"I don't plan to eat it anymore," Fish shook his head and stood up from the stove, "because the little dragon inside is coming out soon."
"Really?!" Hagrid dropped the breakfast in his hand, jumped from the dining table to Fish's side in the blink of an eye, and asked anxiously and nervously, "Did you hear the sound of it hitting the eggshell? "
During this period of time, Hagrid had already memorized the contents of the Norwegian Ridgeback in the book "Breeding Dragons for Fun and Profit".
It is clearly mentioned in the book that when there is a noticeable knocking sound in the dragon egg, it can be taken out of the fire.
At this moment, Hagrid was almost lying in front of the fireplace, completely ignoring that his hair and beard had been curled by the flames, listening to the movement in the dragon egg.
"Meow? Fish didn't hear any knocking sound." ¡Ñw¡Ñ
Fish shook his ears and replied inexplicably.
"But, didn't you say that the little dragon inside is coming out soon?"
Harry and Hermione also came to the fireplace, looking nervously at the dragon eggs in the fire.
"Yes, meow, I think it will come out in about three or four days, meow."
"You feel?" Ron grinned. "So it's just your feeling, right? It's not like you heard anything?"
"Isn't that enough meow?"
Fish nodded, taking it for granted.
"Enough! Enough!"
Hagrid got up from the ground with a grunt, shaking off a piece of charred beard and hair.
However, he didn't care about these things. He just rubbed his hands happily and repeatedly confirmed to Fish: "Fish, can you confirm the time? Is it three days later or four days later?"
Unlike Ron, who thought that Fish was just talking casually, Hagrid, who often accompanied Fish into the Forbidden Forest, when Fish was dealing with a lot of magical creatures, Hagrid gradually discovered that he was treating animals and even plants. He had that extraordinary acuity at the time, so Hagrid completely believed in what Fish called "feeling".
"I don't know meow."
Fish shook his head, he could just vaguely feel a period of time, and couldn't be too specific.
"Hagrid, do you really believe it? Just rely on Fisher's feeling?"
The outspoken Ron directly expressed his doubts, which caused Hermione to glare at him
Although Hermione didn't really believe Fish's statement, Ron questioned him, but he couldn't!
Hagrid shook his head and explained to Ron: "You don't understand that Fish has a special talent in treating animals. Since he said so, he probably can't be wrong."
Fish himself didn't care about Ron's doubts. He stretched out his hand and tugged at Hagrid's clothes, "Big man! We should go to the Forbidden Forest, meow! Firenze said, they have a banquet at noon today!"
In fact, Fisher only learned about this news from the centaur after he sneaked into the Forbidden Forest last night. Fortunately, Hagrid was too nervous to notice what was wrong.
After Fish dragged Hagrid away, Ron looked at Harry and Hermione, "Do you believe what Hagrid said? Fish's special talent."
"Why don't you believe it?" Hermione unconditionally supported Fish, "There are so many unbelievable things happening to Fish, so it's normal to have more talents related to animals, right?"
In fact, Harry also believed Hagrid's statement, because in his impression, he also had similar special talents, such as shaved hair growing back overnight, making glass disappear in an instant, and and a pair from Brazil Boa constrictors talk.
However, in order to take care of his friend's mood, he neither agreed nor denied, "After three or four days, we will find out, right? Ron, you don't need to worry about this."
Ron was right after thinking about it, so he didn't continue this topic.
Then three days later in the morning, Hedwig threw a note in front of Harry who was having breakfast.
Harry took the note from his bowl.
is the familiar rough handwriting from Hagrid, with only a short sentence on it¡ª¡ª