Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Drolls' mood was like a roller coaster, full of ups and downs.

Originally, he was very happy to find the mysterious donor, but the legal dragon-raising certificate that this person also produced made him feel not so beautiful.

Especially the various conditions attached to it, not only providing dragon eggs, but also including all the expenses required for raising dragons. If they really agreed, it would be almost like adding a London division of the Fire Dragon Reserve.

And it was the kind that they could not intervene in the management.

Don't agree...Drolls thought of the second letter he saw in Birdman's house, a letter that he deliberately hid and did not show, which vaguely mentioned some secrets from ninety-seven years ago.

In the letter, Birdman emphasized the importance of that sum of Galleons to the Fire Dragon Reserve. It can be said that the establishment of the reserve and its gradual development to today's scale all depended on those three thousand Galleons.

If there was no money, I am afraid that the Fire Dragon Reserve would have been dead in name only at that time.

To be fair, Drols felt that if he were Birdman, he might make the same choice as him.

They won't lose out by using a legal dragon breeding certificate that will only take effect after 97 years in exchange for the normal development of the Fire Dragon Reserve.

But the problem now is that he is not Birdman.

The other party came to the door with the IOU, and the signer used the excuse of retirement to run away, and pushed all the troubles onto him, the current captain... Who can he go to for justice?

In addition, there is another thing that he cares about, that is, Birdman revealed between the lines that he had met Headmaster Dumbledore at that time and misunderstood his identity, and he should apologize and make amends.

Originally, this was nothing, after all, Albus Dumbledore already existed 97 years ago, and he was already an adult, so it was not uncommon to see him.

But if these contents are put together with the information handed down in the reserve, it will be interesting.

According to the information they handed down, the person who came to donate was a teenager of about 20 years old, and an old servant with white hair and beard who was 100 years old.

DeRoss subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the three people in front of him.

If Newt is ignored, it happens to be a teenager in his twenties and a centenarian with gray hair and beard.

Is it a coincidence? That's too much of a coincidence.

Although dragon breeders are all well-developed, it doesn't mean they are simple-minded. DeRols is not a fool. He doesn't think Birdman would deliberately write so much meaningless nonsense.

And he should apologize for misunderstanding Dumbledore's identity... There were only two people at the time, and one of them was a rich teenager and the other was an old servant with poor health. Which one needs to apologize?

The answer is no need to think, it must be the latter... After all, according to the situation at the time, it is no problem to say that Dumbledore is a rich teenager.

Only if you mistake the headmaster of Hogwarts, the greatest white wizard in the magic world, as a servant, you need to apologize.

But it was 1899, and Dumbledore had just graduated. Even if Birdman's eyesight was poor, he couldn't have mistaken him for an old servant.

Unless... the Dumbledore Birdman saw at the time was the same person he saw.

Although it was hard for DeRols to believe that there would be such an outrageous thing, all the information left by Birdman pointed to this answer.

If he could be bolder.

If Newt Scamander was not counted, even the scene might be the same... a teenager and an old man.

This is why DeRols came back now.

Birdman's residence is not far from here, and it only takes a few minutes to go back and forth, but he spent a full half an hour.

In the extra time, he was trying to convince himself to accept this matter, and at the same time he was hesitating whether to agree to the other party.

In theory, if the truth is the same as he guessed, the other party is taking advantage of the loopholes and cheating, and the Fire Dragon Sanctuary can completely deny it.

But the other party can also deny it. After all, they have no evidence, and there is a magic contract. The sanctuary is naturally in the wrong party, and it is useless even if they go to the International Confederation of Wizards.

After half an hour of psychological struggle, he finally decided to agree to the other party's request.

And the other party has spent so much effort, he will definitely not give up because of his words.

Look at who is coming.

Newt and Dumbledore are both important figures in the magic world.

And Kyle is the most troublesome one. Although his status is not as prominent as the other two, according to Charlie Weasley, he became the senior assistant minister of the British Ministry of Magic before he graduated. He has a real official status, and it is not low. He can even influence the decision of the Minister of Magic to a certain extent.

If this matter is not handled properly, it is likely to evolve into an international dispute.

No wonder Birdman wants to run away, this *****

Drolls cursed Birdman's family tree in his heart, but on the surface he maintained a calm look and looked at Kyle.

"Since it is the magic contract signed by Mr. Birdman, our protected area naturally has to abide by it, so you want to take the dragon egg now?"

"If possible, the sooner the better." Kyle said.

He didn't expect this Drols to be so straightforward, but it's good this way, saving a lot of time.

"Okay then." Drols sighed and walked out the door, "Follow me, three of you."

Kyle hurriedly followed.

He originally thought that Drolls would take them to the previous cave, but the other party did not do so, and instead took them deep into the protected area.

"I know what you are thinking." Drols turned around and said, "I'm sorry, but I can't give you the dragon egg."

"Oh?" Kyle raised his eyebrows.

He was not worried that Drolls would break the contract or bring him here to silence him.

Dumbledore was following behind, and it would be impossible to do this unless Drolls' brain was burst by muscles.

"Because we can't take the dragon eggs away from the female dragon, especially the eggs that are about to hatch." Drols explained.

"Are there no other dragon eggs here?" Kyle asked.

"Not really," said Droles, "but if you don't mind, you can go get it yourself. I have no objection..."

"I want to hear your thoughts," Kyle said.

He would be crazy to provoke a female dragon incubating eggs.

"Okay." Drolls sighed.

"If you agree, can you replace the dragon eggs with baby dragons, the ones that have the ability to hunt and leave the nest?"

Fire dragons, the top magical animals, will not always stay with adult fire dragons. When they have sufficient abilities, they will look for their own territory.

"Young dragons are much more troublesome than dragon eggs." Kyle gave Delols a meaningful look.

Fire dragons will naturally get close to the creatures they see after breaking out of their shells, which is also the biggest reliance of dragon farmers. However, the personalities of young dragons are basically fixed, and it is much more difficult to have a good relationship with them than to hatch them from dragon eggs.

Apparently, this Drolls didn't want the fire dragon to get too close to him.

"Yes, you are right." Droles nodded and admitted his thoughts, "But I think that with Mr. Scamander's help, this problem will not bother you, right?

"And the young dragon also has the advantage of allowing you to skip the most tedious steps and save a lot of time."

"Of course..." Looking at Kyle who said nothing, Drolls continued: "If you insist on disagreeing, you can also wait for a while, um... no more than a year at most, and we can help you in advance. Prepare two."

"No need." Kyle smiled and said, "I don't have much patience. The young dragon is fine."

He knew very well what Drolls was thinking. Even the feelings of Sniff needed to be cultivated. For a big guy like Fire Dragon with a bad temper, it would be difficult for even Newt to let a wild animal adopted halfway. The fire dragon trusted him 100%.

As a dragon breeder, Drols knows this very well. After all, even they have their own scope of work. If there are no special circumstances, the dragon breeders who take care of the Hungarian Horntails will never go to Sweden for a short period of time. The range of activity of Rhinosaurus.

Kyle knew it too, but he didn't care.

"But Mr. Drols," Kyle said, "If the dragon eggs are replaced by baby dragons, I would also like to make a small request."

"Oh, what's the request?"

"I want to specify a species," Kyle said. "Like, lion dragon."

"No." Drolls blurted out.

"This is your fault." Kyle shook his finger, "You have difficulties, and I am willing to make concessions. Now I just made a small request, and you don't agree? What if you give it to me? What if we bring two Welsh green dragons over?"

"That's a fire dragon too."

"Do you really think so?" Kyle looked at Drolls in disbelief.

After all, he was also a hero in helping to establish the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. Isn't it a bit too much to use two Welsh green dragons to kill himself?

"That's right... Mainly because I want to study lion dragons." At this time, Newt came out and said.

He waved his hand, signaling Kyle to stand back, and then he and Drolls walked not far away and started muttering.

Kyle immediately shut his mouth and waited quietly.

As for Dumbledore... he seemed to be really here for fun, looking here and there, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to touch the oak tree next to him, sighing, this tree would be very good if it were made into a gate, and it could be used for Hogwarts. Get a new door.

Although Kyle didn't understand wood, he felt that the material used for the door of Hogwarts must be much better than ordinary oak if it could last for thousands of years.

Newt was very efficient, and within a few minutes, Droles came over again.

"A lion dragon, right? I agree." He glanced at Newt helplessly, "I doubt if you have inquired about the nature reserve in advance, otherwise why would you know that we happen to have two young lion dragons."

"It's just a coincidence." Newt laughed from the side.

"Forget it, just don't forget what you promised." Drolls shook his head, "But we must agree in advance. If you choose the Lion Dragon, the other one can only be from the Welsh Green Dragon and the Hungarian Tree. Choose one among the bees.”

Can you still choose?

Kyle was a little surprised. In fact, he had already prepared the combination of lion dragon and green dragon.

"There are too many Hungarian Horntails in the reserve." Drols rubbed his forehead. "If we want to control such violent big guys, we must dispatch several times the manpower. To be honest, we are already a little bit... It’s beyond my capabilities.”

"The Hungarian Horntail is also the most numerous fire dragon after the green dragon." Newt explained beside him: "Because no one is willing to hunt them, the same benefits, higher risks, the gain outweighs the loss."

"That's it." Kyle nodded, he really hadn't thought of this.

"This is also related to Mr. Scamander." DeRols said, "If you don't have your promise, we would rather work harder than release this risk factor."

"I just happen to have experience in this area." Newt said modestly.

The Hungarian Horntail in his box is more thorny than its counterparts here, otherwise it would not have been returned three times.

"I want the Horntail." Kyle said without hesitation.

"I hope you don't regret it."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Kyle always feels that DeRols seemed to be relieved just now, as if he had sent away some big trouble.

"Let me make it clear first, the fire dragons sent out will not be returned." DeRols said quickly: "If one day you don't want to keep it, unless you give up the legal dragon-keeping certificate, in addition, if the fire dragon makes any trouble, we will take it back."

"No problem." Kyle said.

Although he didn't know what DeRols was planning, how could he return the fire dragon.

It was like a gold coin stuffed into the pocket by the sniff, it was hard to buckle it, let alone spit it out voluntarily.

"Then the rest is easy." DeRols suddenly became enthusiastic. "Let's go have lunch first and talk while we eat."

Kyle felt more and more that something was wrong, but because he had just obtained two dragons, he was happy and didn't think much about it. He followed DeRols to the canteen of the reserve.

...

Lunch was similar to the last time he came, with large pieces of roasted meat, a few pitiful vegetables, and a bowl of soup made of something unknown.

It was gray and bubbling.

Kyle just took a look and put the bowl aside. The chef here should have something in common with Hagrid.

But DeRols ate it quite fragrantly.

Dumbledore also took a sip tentatively.

"This tastes quite special." He looked at Kyle, "I suggest you try it."

"No need." Kyle looked at the color of the bowl of soup again and shook his head firmly.

After a simple lunch, Kyle's food was ready.

The first thing was food. A box of flame stones was carried over. Since it was a young dragon, it didn't need too much, so these were enough.

There were also various meats. DeRoss chose a group of wild boars and a group of goats, which added up to about fifty.

Wild boars were the favorite of the lion dragon, and goats were prepared for the Hungarian Horntail.

"Oh, luckily Aberforth is not here." Dumbledore whispered beside him, "Otherwise he would go crazy."

Kyle understood immediately and couldn't help but chuckle.

Aberforth raised a goat, and he cared about it very much.

Then came the highlight.

A fire dragon about seven or eight feet tall and red all over was carried over. Its head was longer than that of an ordinary fire dragon, and its sharp horns were like manes all over the back of its head. It really looked a bit like a lion, and it also had a pair of wide wings that were longer than its body.

"Be careful." DeRols reminded, "The lion dragon is not a docile species. Their irritability is second only to the Hungarian Horntail and the Norwegian Spinosaurus."

"I know." Kyle nodded.

He looked around, "Where is my Horntail?"

"Don't worry." DeRols smiled slightly, "Although it is only eight months old, its situation is special, so it may be slower... Oh, isn't it coming?"

Kyle looked in the direction of his finger.

He was stunned for a moment.

I saw five dragon breeders, holding a fire dragon that was almost twenty feet high with a wrist-thick iron chain, moving towards this side with difficulty.

"Is this... eight months?"

"Yes." The smile on DeRols's mouth became more obvious, "Hungarian Horntail is a little bigger than other fire dragons, which is normal."

"Bigger?" Kyle muttered.

Obviously they are the same age, but the lion dragon is so delicate next to it that it looks like a toy.

And... even if it was hit by the coma spell, the Hungarian Horntail was still unconsciously waving its tail.

Kyle watched helplessly as a dragon breeder was pierced through the thigh by a spike because he failed to dodge.

The other party skillfully left the team, took out a bottle of magic potion with his left hand and sprinkled it on the wound, bandaged it with his right hand at the same time, and then continued to grab the chain as if nothing had happened. The whole process was smooth and flowing, and it was obvious that he had done it many times.

Including the others, they all looked accustomed to it.

"Well..." Kyle cleared his throat and said, "I suddenly feel that Wells..."

"You can't return it, remember?" DeRols interrupted him, "I believe you can take good care of it."