The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(I can’t do it anymore, I’m out of stock for the remaining candy after sending it out, boil it with water!! Please give me a good review if you like it~ I can’t stand the rating of the silly tomato!!)

The weather is slowly warming up, the ice and snow are melting, and there is a hint of coolness and humidity in the air. The fireplace in Ravenclaw's tower has never been extinguished except in summer.

The arched window was opened a crack, letting in a little breeze, the lounge at noon was already empty, Cyrus took a nap against Hermione's lap,

The statue of Rowena Ravenclaw stands in the alcove, holding a book in one hand, expressionless, but somewhat sacred

The lazy sleep in the morning is to drink tea with Gu Yi, and the afternoon sleep is naturally to practice swords with Anakin,

Suddenly, he jumped up,

"Did you have a nightmare?" Hermione asked with some concern.

"No, I dreamed something unbelievable"

Cyrus wiped the sweat from his brow, just now, his hand was severed.

Hermione saw that he was fine, the Force was calm and soothing around the two of them, and flicked him on the forehead, "Take it easy, I'll go change clothes"

She returned to the dormitory, sat in front of the mirror and combed her hair with difficulty, Padma suddenly lay on her back, and looked closely at Hermione's bracelet,

"Wow~ are you going on a date again?" She looked more excited than she was dating,

"What date... talking nonsense!" Hermione was in a hurry, while Mandy was sitting by the window sill, looking careless, grinding her nails,

"Okay, stop teasing about her and the little angel"

Cyrus is not ugly, cute and unexpectedly reliable at the same time, he can sing and play the piano, plus his golden hair and wing pendants

Let some girls secretly take the nickname "angel",

god...angels?Hermione was a little unhappy, obviously she called this first...

Thinking of this, I didn't even bother to apply lip gloss. I glanced at a few roommates, hummed twice, and went out the door.

When Hermione came out and saw Cyrus, she put her hands on her chest, and looked at him with a slight nod, while Cyrus was dumbfounded, holding his head in his hands, his eyes full of wisdom,

He didn't know why Hermione was angry, maybe it was provoked by her roommate, but in short, it was right for him to pretend to be stupid

Um! !This is what senior Cedric taught him, it should be right... right?

Seeing him dumbfounded like a duck, Hermione went up and knocked,

"Ow~"

"Let's go!" She didn't use any strength just now, she stretched out her hand to grab Cyrus' arm and walked out.

The thin ice on the black lake had long since melted, and the two walked around the black lake towards the tree where they had just chatted after school. There were quite a few little wizards outside on weekends. After all, wizards had too little entertainment.

As for the biographies of those novels...she has read the manuscripts of Cyrus' novels. Compared with novels in the wizarding world, they are like the Death Star and Tie Fighter in "Star Wars".

"How about we go get some group activities!"

Not everyone grew up in the wizarding world, there are quite a few half-blood wizards and Muggle wizards who are trying to have fun, like Wayne, who at one point threatened to bring a pistol in for fun

"what activity?"

After all, if they want to start the war chess plan, they have to wait until the next semester or the third grade at least,

"For example..." Cyrus also thought for a long time, what does he like?eat, eat?picnic?

"Like we go to a picnic?!"

Hermione thought it was a good idea, and couldn't help but reminded her of the school's summer camp before, so she was a little curious: "Picnics are not bad, can the ingredients be taken from the kitchen?"

"What are you going to get in the kitchen for a picnic?" Cyrus strongly protested, "Go to the Forbidden Forest! There must be animals in the forest!"

Hermione glanced at him, sighed, and finally shook her head.

"Forbidden Forest! Think about it, forest, picnic, adventure!"

"Do you want to get points deducted?" Hermione grabbed his ear and pulled it to her mouth. "Even if the professor doesn't find out, what should I do if I encounter danger in the Forbidden Forest? What about encountering those magical creatures above level xxx?"

She could tell that Cyrus just wanted to play by himself,

"It takes so much effort for us to fight a giant monster, what if we are surrounded by magical creatures? Do you rely on the only flame spell you can use!"

The helpless Hermione was very tired, although she believed that as long as Cyrus announced this matter, there would definitely be a lot of people who also wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest to agree,

Everything is fine, except that one day I don’t want to see the flames of the Forbidden Forest through the window sill in the lounge.

Cyrus rubbed his ears aggrievedly, "We can just wander around the Forbidden Forest ~ we will definitely not go in"

"Heh~" Hermione didn't speak, but just stared at him with a... loving smile?

So Cyrus had to swallow the thought for a while.

"Ai~" How can the girl not see that he is a bit pity?Sighing heavily, he took out a small handful of fruit candy from his pocket, which was supplemented when he returned from the Christmas holiday.

Put an orange-flavored candy into his mouth, pinched the back of his neck, and coaxed:

"It's a big deal, let's ask Professor Flitwick and Professor Quirrell to complete our war chess plan next semester."

Together with the breeze, the two of them walked by the black lake and imagined the future.

.........

After finishing Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class on Wednesday afternoon, Harry, the others and Cyrus went directly to Hagrid's hut

Hermione has herbal medicine class in the afternoon, Professor Sprout's plant greenhouse is relatively close to Hagrid, so she went there directly after class,

And they need to go through the clock square from the castle, step on the covered bridge from the door, walk along the road until they reach the circular stone pile and then go left. Harry and Ron can even count their steps with their eyes closed.

Hagrid's hut is located right at the gate of the Forbidden Forest. It is a pentagonal hut made of stones, with two spires and a smoking chimney. There are several wooden piers on the lawn outside.

Cyrus had an inexplicable feeling that this was a good place—the gate of the Forbidden Forest, a giant, a hut, a party?

Hagrid was sitting on the pier by the door and planing wood. Seeing the people coming, he seemed a little happy, waving his broad palms, blinking his eyes non-stop, and shouted to them in a strong voice:

"Hey! It's great to have you here, Hermione is already waiting for you inside the house"

Harry sprinted over, and he was just as happy to see Hagrid, happier than he was when he slapped the big shit on Malfoy's head.

There is only one room in Hagrid's house, and there is no traceless stretching spell. Ham, pheasant, and bacon are hung from the ceiling; there is a fireplace with a copper kettle boiling water; There was a huge wooden table and chairs, and there was a big bed in the corner of the room, and the bed was covered with quilts made of rags.

Harry skillfully picked up the copper pot and poured water for himself and his friends. Hagrid opened the door and walked in, adding some firewood to the stove.

"Well... I didn't expect you to come after class, I happened to make something"

"Uh... we don't actually..." Harry and Ron were about to say something, but were interrupted by Cyrus and Hermione: "Thank you, if you can"

"Okay, I hope you like it." Hagrid tilted his head, facing the arrival of the guests, he couldn't offer anything to entertain, a little embarrassed, "I have some rock cakes and broth."

After hearing this, Neville immediately lowered his head to tease Hagrid's hound. Harry drank a sip of water to moisten his mouth, while Ron simply sat there in a daze,

Only Cyrus and Hermione who didn't know the seriousness of the matter seemed a little curious,

'Rock cake?Maybe it looks like a rock,' the two thought,

Hagrid put a plate and a large bowl of broth on it, then put his legs together, huddled up on the stool, and moved aside, fearing that he would squeeze into Harry and the others,

The rock cake was beyond Cyrus' imagination. First, it was big, almost as big as his face; second...it was really hard

Cyrus took a few bites and simply drank the broth, while Hermione was worried about breaking her already big front teeth.

Harry exchanged a glance with them that contained all the meaning:

'Sorry' is Cyrus' guilty look

"It's okay, don't do this next time" This is the look in Harry's eyes, as if God forgave the sinner.

"Hagrid, can I take the rock cake away?" Harry picked up the cake he had only gnawed into, and tried to stuff it under his clothes, "I want to see if this thing can resist Malfoy's evil curse"

"How could this kind of thing be able to withstand the curse?" The honest Hagrid laughed, and rubbed Harry's head with his rough palm

"Are you going to bake that egg?" Cyrus was a little curious

When Harry lifted the copper pot, he found this egg, several times bigger than an ostrich egg, with a dark appearance, and Hermione felt the life in it

"Ah~ this..." Hagrid twisted his beard anxiously,

"It doesn't look like it's for eating." Hermione was a little curious, thinking of the books she helped him find, "It can't be..."

"Okay, ok, it's...a dragon egg"

Harry and Cyrus immediately leaned over excitedly to observe. Ron pulled Hagrid and asked, "Dragon eggs? Where did you get them? You won't spend all your savings, right? What kind of dragon is it?"

Speaking of this, Hagrid immediately regained his spirits. He moved a pot of stewed beef brisket to the table, "It didn't cost money!! I won it by playing cards with others."

"This is the Norwegian Ridgeback. If you ask me, that man just got rid of a trouble." He picked up a piece of cake dipped in the thick soup and took a big bite

"Norwegian Ridgeback? You should know how to raise it? You should be ready by now," Hermione reminded him, "and you won't be able to keep a dragon of the size for long."

"Of course, after it hatches, feed it a bucket of brandy and chicken blood every half an hour. As for the rest..." Of course, he also thought about his future plans, but he still couldn't give up.

"Dragon! This is a dragon! Hermione!!" Cyrus pressed her shoulder, very happy, but he didn't know if he was as handsome as Smaug

Hermione glanced at Cyrus, sighed, and discussed with Hagrid whether they could take care of it after it hatched,

Of course, Hagrid agreed. People with similar interests raised dragons together, and he couldn't be happier.

"I'll get some more firewood, you guys eat first"

Hagrid went out happily. His hut hadn't been this lively for a long, long time. In the past, there were only occasional horsemen coming over to chat.

Sitting on the steps at the door of the house, humming a little song to plan wood, looking up at the fairly flat lawn, wondering what to think, happily scratching his chin.

Hermione in the house ate a bowl of stew, and helped Cyrus scoop a spoonful by the way, while Cyrus and Harry chatted around the dragon egg, from the dragon egg to the dragon, and finally returned to Quidditch strange

Ron and Neville fed a small piece of brisket to Hagrid's hound, Fang.

Harry and Cyrus are sympathetic opponents in Quidditch, but they are also friends with similar personalities.

In fact, he was a little curious: why when Cyrus sang hymns, he always felt the presence of courage, a mysterious aura that made him dare to fight Dudley when he returned home,

Of course, the consequence was that his small stature was no match for the opponent, and he was taught a miserable lesson.