The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

"Ani, you are still young, and you still have a lot of time to squander. Even so, the Sorcerer's Stone still has a great attraction for you. What's more, for a person who can only linger on his last days, but hopes to live forever." Dumbledore said somewhat Sigh, Tom is very talented, but it is a pity that he has embarked on a path that is doomed to backfire.

"The two of us never wanted to hide it from each other, we knew each other's purpose, we knew each other's bottom line..." Speaking of the game between the two, Dumbledore's tone became a little more angry.

"But this is Hogwarts after all, Tom is taking too much risk." Ernie was a little hard to understand Voldemort's thoughts, anyway, it was absolutely impossible for him to walk into the opponent's lair in front of the enemy.

"What's the risk? I never expected to kill him easily. My goal is to gain some Slytherin authority. Of course, it would be great to let Tom reveal more secrets."

"But Quirrell..." Aini paused, yes, what does Quirrell's life and death have to do with Voldemort?

Obviously, Dumbledore's bottom line is the students, and Voldemort's bottom line is the Philosopher's Stone. As long as the Philosopher's Stone is real, nothing else matters.

The big deal is to go back to Albania or somewhere else, and continue to work hard while still alive.

This is a blatant conspiracy, a gamble between two people who are at the top of the world in different aspects.

Dumbledore wanted to pry into Voldemort's secrets and gain Slytherin's authority. Of course, it would be better if he could let Tom stop for a while.

The bet is the Philosopher's Stone. Dumbledore believes that even if Voldemort is given a chance, he can still keep the Philosopher's Stone in his hands. This is the confidence of the greatest white wizard in the world.

Voldemort wants the Philosopher's Stone, and then pry into the mystery of eternal life. Of course, he knows that Horcruxes cannot make people truly live forever. Otherwise, where is the creator of the forbidden technique?

He thinks that the bet is his own life, and he is equally confident that no one can really kill him.

In this way, it seems that the only injured person is Quirrell. If Mr. Poor knows the tacit understanding between Voldemort and Dumbledore, his expression will probably be comparable to that of the dog who was abandoned by the owner in the dog meat restaurant.

Under Fox's town, a few little guys turned a blind eye to the dull atmosphere between the two wizards.

The bird snake Lulu was wrapped around Aini's fingers like a juggler, holding its own tail.By constantly adjusting his body shape, he rotated rapidly.

Tutu, who has been living with his fellow clansmen in the Forbidden Forest for a while, exchanging information about two Bowtruckle tribes, finally ran back yesterday in haggard form, with Ani's fingertips on his forehead, and mischievously tugged on Tom. Eyelids, let it look directly at Lulu who is circling.

Soon, with the joint efforts of the Tulu duo, Tom seemed to have two vortices in his pupils, and he was limping even when he walked.

Seeing the little milk cat who usually competes with him for the favorable terrain, and being teased by the two little cats, he circled around Aini comically, and Fox, who was enjoying Aini's arms exclusively, let out an unkind cry.

Then its exclusive pleasure is over.

Aini tapped Tutu and Lulu's little heads lightly, hugged Tom, whose eyes were still circling, and helped him press the small bridge of his nose.

Pushed aside by the kitten again, Fox felt a little dissatisfied and wanted to snort, but immediately felt a trace of magic overflowing, and quickly turned his neck to the side, and a thin stream of fire gushed out.

"Oh!"

"Oh, what a good boy with energy."

Ignoring the sparks stained on his beard, Hagrid hugged the newborn dragon, wanting to give it a kiss from "mother".

Then Noble kissed "Mom" ahead of time.

Still the kind that doesn't let go.

"I've relayed what Charlie said to Hagrid a long time ago. Dragons are ferocious creatures that are difficult to tame." Ron complained to Harry and Hermione while pulling Harry up to help.

But he was stopped by Aini immediately.

"Don't worry, don't go forward. The little guy likes Hagrid very much. This is a rare scene of family recognition. Let's just watch quietly."

"Is it really all right?" Harry looked at the little dragon dangling from Hagrid's nose, and asked with some uncertainty.

"This is the nature of fire dragons." Aini watched the parent-child interaction with great interest, "After the fire dragon breaks its shell, it usually tries its best to spew flames at the adult dragon waiting by the side."

To be honest, the giant's body is really enviable. Although he was just born, what Norbert spewed out was also magical flames, but Mars, relying on the support of magic power, stubbornly stayed on Hagrid's beard, but besides bringing The neon special effect is added, and there is no damage effect at all.

"This is declaring one's own potential, telling parents that one is an excellent cub. The biting of Hagrid is also the same. To an adult dragon, this is no different from a child acting like a spoiled child."

"Norbert's teeth don't look very sharp." Ernie had a high degree of trust in the hearts of the little wizards. Ron, who was no longer worried, realized that Norbert had been hanging on Hagrid's nose for a minute. But Hagrid didn't even break the skin.

The two boys jumped up eagerly, their four eyes were glowing, this is a dragon, maybe they will never have such a chance in their life to hug a dragon with their own hands.

After stopping the two from committing suicide, Aini knew how Ron was bitten in the original book.

If Hogwarts hadn't paid for all the medical expenses during the school period, the follow-up treatment of the dragon bite alone would have made a big hole in the Weasley family's finances.

After playing with the little dragon ecstatically for a while, Hagrid remembered that he should feed it something, picked up a half-full brandy bottle and walked out.

Hagrid returned to the hut with the full bottle after a flurry of fuss, and the mouth of the bottle exuded a strange smell of spirits mixed with blood.

"Hagrid, don't give this to Norbert." Ernie patted his head and forgot about it.

Hagrid took out a tome in confusion, "That's right? Here it says, 'After hatching, feed a bucket of brandy and chicken blood mixture every half hour'".

With a helpless face, Aini grabbed the book that was close to his face, and turned it over, revealing the handwriting "Raising Dragons for Recreation and Profit" in the same color as Jin Jialong.

"This is the method used by those unscrupulous dragon trainers to control the fire dragon. This creature itself has no resistance to alcohol. Drinking alcohol since childhood will make the fire dragon more addicted to alcohol, which is more conducive to the control of the dragon breeder."

"Chicken blood contains very little nutrition, and it can forcefully ripen the fire dragon, allowing it to enter adolescence faster."

Hagrid and the others felt that their minds were full of question marks, did Aini slip of the tongue?Although we have no culture, we also know that the more nutritious the things used for ripening, the better?

"Pooh!"

Seeing the doubts of several people, Aini was about to explain when the little guy who had already crawled up to his collar took the opportunity to stick his head into his mouth...

After running to the door and spitting a few mouthfuls, Aini stuffed Noble into Hagrid's arms.

"Normally, a baby dragon will live with its parents for at least 3 to 5 years, and the mother dragon will provide it with plenty of food. For example, the Hebridian black dragon has a long growth period, and some newborns will be young for more than 10 years."

"And once the intake of nutrients is insufficient, the young dragon's body will think that it has lost the protection of the adult dragon, and will squeeze the potential from the blood, making it enter the youth in advance."

"This is the fire dragon's instinctive emergency response after encountering an accident. The damage to them is huge, and this damage is irreversible. It not only weakens the potential of adulthood, but also greatly shortens the lifespan."

Listening to the unheard of uncommon knowledge, the three little ones couldn't help but be amazed by Aini's erudition.

Only Hagrid spat at the tome with a resentful face, and was about to tear it to pieces when he grabbed it.

"Irma Pince."

Hearing Aini spit out a name faintly, Hagrid's face froze, silently wiped the drool on the cover with his sleeve, and put the book back on the shelf.

Hermione ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Suddenly I don’t want to fall asleep with my arms around a book anymore!