Ravenclaw won, and Gryffindor caught the Golden Snitch. This wasn't the first time in history, and it certainly wouldn't be the last.
Whether it was Ravenclaw's ecstasy or Gryffindor's sad departure, these emotions would gradually fade with the passage of time. When the air was filled with the smell of the coming summer, everyone's attention was occupied by the heavy homework assigned by the professors. The library was full of students flipping through materials. Allen could see Harry, Ron, and Hermione most of the time in the library. Hermione was a good student who was diligent and inquisitive. She did not find this level of learning difficult. Instead, she enjoyed it. Harry and Ron sighed and yawned, but they had no choice but to do their best to complete their heavy homework. Every time he saw this scene, Allen couldn't help but laugh.
On such a sunny day, it was indeed difficult to stay in a library full of books and memorize a large number of boring knowledge points. Allen looked outside through the window of the library. The sky was clear and blue, like the color of forget-me-nots. The sunlight shone on the rippling lake. How pleasant it would be to walk around the lake at this time! Allen's heart moved. He stretched his arms, stood up, and invited Anna to go for a walk. Anna readily agreed. When they set off, Allen glanced at Ron's envious eyes.
When they were about to leave the library, Allen saw Hagrid hurriedly hide something behind him. It was such a warm day, but he was wearing a moleskin coat. It was very inappropriate.
"Hagrid, why are you free to come to the library today?" Allen seemed to be indifferent as he greeted Hagrid.
"Oh, I, I came to find Harry." Hagrid's voice was evasive. When he saw Harry and the other two in the distance, he seemed to have found an excuse. He said goodbye to Allen and walked in the direction of Harry and the other two.
"He's hiding something behind his back," Anna said thoughtfully.
"Let's go see what books he was reading just now," Allen said as he walked towards the bookshelf that Hagrid had just moved out from. Books about dragons were neatly arranged on the bookshelves, such as: The Types of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland, From Hatching to Nirvana, A Guide to Raising Dragons, and so on.
"His clothes are very strange. It's such a warm day, but he's wearing a winter coat. Look at the books he's reading …" The smart Anna seemed to have guessed something and was very surprised. "That's against the law. In the year 1709, the Great Wizard Conference passed a law forbidding the raising of dragons. It's very dangerous and irresponsible to raise a dragon in Hogwarts, which is full of students."
"Don't worry, things will be solved." Allen comforted Anna.
He couldn't help but praise Anna's wisdom. She really knew the future! When Harry and Hermione brought Ron, who had been bitten by a dragon, to Allen, Allen couldn't help but sigh.
"This was bitten by a dragon, right? This dragon's teeth are poisonous. "With a glance, Allen guessed that Ron had been bitten by Hagrid's dragon. Ron's current condition was very bad. His hand was swollen to twice its original size, and the wound had turned into an ugly green color.
"Yes, my hand hurts like it's going to break." With that, Ron let out a painful groan.
"If you go to Madam Pomfrey, it should be solved quickly. But since you came to me, I can probably guess what happened. It's okay, I can also treat it. "Allen's herbalism was good, and his magic potions were even better. Moreover, he went to Diagon Alley during the holidays and replenished a lot of herbs.
Allen asked them to wait for a while, and then returned to the dormitory with the excuse of getting herbs and concocting an antidote for Ron. When Ron drank the terrifyingly colored and tasted amazing antidote, he really wanted to ask Allen if he had concocted a poison! But the fact was that soon, the swelling on his hand subsided, and the terrifying green color gradually faded, returning to the original color of his palm.
The three of them thanked Allen. Ron thought for a moment and asked Allen, "Allen, you know how I got hurt. Do you want to see the dragon?"
Allen really wanted to see it. Although he had fought with a plesiosaur, he was also very interested in other kinds of dragons.
"We will send Norber away at midnight on Saturday at the highest tower of Hogwarts. It's a Norwegian Ridgeback." Ron added.
"Since Ron came to me to concoct the antidote, the news of them sending the dragon away will naturally not be leaked. Malfoy will not take the opportunity to complain, so there should be no risk." Allen thought of this and readily agreed to Ron's proposal.
However, Allen did not know that Ron had clipped the letter from Charlie to them in the book, and the book was left in the potions classroom by Ron, which happened to be seen by Malfoy, who had been secretly monitoring them. In order to send Norber away in time, Ron and the others chose to follow the original plan.
Soon, it was Saturday. It was a dark, cloudy night. Allen turned invisible and walked to Hagrid's hut. Hagrid and Harry were already waiting there. Hagrid looked very sad and reluctant, and the little dragon swayed on the table. It was actually not beautiful: it looked like a wrinkled black umbrella. Its spiny wings were especially large compared to its thin, black body. It also had a long nose with white nostrils, horns on its head, and orange eyes that protruded outwards. It sneezed, and a few sparks came out of its nose. Allen thought it was ugly but cute.
"I prepared a lot of mice for it, and some brandy, enough for it to eat along the way." Hagrid said in a dull voice. "I also put its teddy bear in, so it won't feel lonely." There was a tearing sound from the crate. Allen felt very sympathetic. He had the experience of losing a pet and understood how Hagrid felt at this time.
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