050-Norbert

'He was being set up!!'

Quirrell was speechless. With his acting skills and newly gained strength, he didn't need to rely on those extremely dangerous methods to find a way through the traps.

But looking at Snape's angry appearance, Quirrell knew that the other party must have some solid evidence to accuse him.

'But I really didn't do this! Which bastard wants to frame me?'

Quirrell's mind flashed through wizards with whom he had a bad relationship, but those people were not at Hogwarts, and it was unlikely that they would go through all the trouble to frame him here.

Quirrell, was puzzled, and he could only guess that he was too unlucky, and a daring student stole the potion ingredients, but he was suspected by Snape because of his previous abnormal behavior.

'It's soo hard to stay undercover...'

Quirrell wanted to cry, although he cursed a lot in his heart, he did not dare to say anything.

"Severus, the theft of your potion ingredients really has nothing to do with me... I swear!"

"Really? Where were you in the afternoon of the third day of this semester? I asked around, no one saw you anywhere." Snape squinted his eyes, staring hollowly into Quirrell's eyes.

Quirrell was speechless, he couldn't say that he sneaked into the forbidden forest that afternoon in an attempt to hunt a unicorn to restore the powers of the Dark Lord, right?

"I stayed inside my office all day." Quirrell could only say he never went out for a whole day, it was a desperate attempt.

"A student went to your office that day, and you weren't there!" Snape asked.

"Well, I did go to the bathroom in between..." Quirrell stammered looking for a reason, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that the bastard Snape was bluffing.

Because of his reputation for being a useless teacher at Hogwarts, no student would take the initiative to come to him...

"Your little lies won't fool me!" A smile cracked from the corner of Snape's mouth, and now he was even more certain that Quirrell was the one who stole the potion ingredients.

Quirrell's face flushed and he almost couldn't help yelling...

'For Merlin's sake what little trick, I have never stolen any potion ingredients! All the time I have to help the Dark Lord resurrect! Who is free enough to steal your potions?'

However, his pains and sufferings of Quirrell could only be buried in his heart...Because he can't explain his whereabouts, he can only try to pretend to be weak...innocent and trembling to win sympathy, although it was Snape suspecting him, it won't make any difference...

Just as Snape was about to continue the interrogation, he sensed that someone was eavesdropping on the conversation, so he hurriedly warned him, saying Quirrell to make sure who he was working for, and then decisively turned and left.

Ivan, who was hiding in the dark, almost laughed out loud. He didn't expect that with few casual words, he managed to put all the blame on Quirrell.

Harry and others waited until Snape and Quirrell left before they walked out of the corner.

"Quirrell really stole Snape's potion supplies. How is that possible?" Harry couldn't believe it.

Although Ivan had mentioned this possibility to him a long time ago, Harry has always been reluctant to believe it. After all, Professor Quirrell was timid, he was a well-known good guy in the school, and occasionally students even prank him.

How could he be such a person to steal Snape's potion?

But after hearing the conversation between Snape and Quirell just now it was clear that on the day Snape's potions were stolen, Quirrell's whereabouts were unknown, and what he said that he stayed in the office was also a lie, now he looked suspicious.

"Ignore them, Professor Dumbledore will take care of it. Let's go to Hagrid's to see if the dragon comes out of its egg." Ivan had no intention of ​​staying here. For him, the dragon that is about to hatch was the most important thing.

"Ivan, I didn't know you actually liked dragons so much..." Hermione said. She felt that Ivan's enthusiasm for dragons was about to surpass Hagrid's.

"That's a dragon! The most dangerous magical creature in the magic world!" Ivan explained.

As long as he obtains some dragon blood, with that he can complete the blood fusion potion, improve his talent, gain the ability to protect himself in the magical world, and he can be a little liberal when he returns home at the end of the term.

Before leaving, Ivan also reminded Ron that it was best not to discuss anything about dragons along the way. He didn't want to see Malfoy in Hagrid like in the original book.

The four of them then went to Hagrid's hut. Hagrid welcomed them with much more enthusiasm than before, he was very happily today.

The doors and windows in the cabin were sealed, and only a few small openings were left for ventilation purposes, and the hot stove next to the bed continuously radiated heat.

After Ivan came in, his eyes were fixed on the table, on the dragon egg. There was already a deep crack on it, which occasionally shook.

When Ivan got close to the egg, he saw the cracks in the eggshell suddenly expand by a lot. With a sharp sound, a bald, skinny triangular head protruded from the crack in the egg shell, it was thin and black. Its body also slowly emerged from the broken eggshell, Its limbs were thin, and Its legs were a little shaky.

It looks so ugly... Ivan couldn't help but spit out, but Hagrid was very excited. He thought it was the most beautiful thing, and he quickly suggested a name.

"Norbert... How about we call him Norbert?" Hagrid stretched out a finger to tease Norbert. Unexpectedly, Norbert bit his finger with a mouth full of fangs, but because Hagrid's was a half-giant his thick skin was difficult to breach.

"Look at that, see how much it likes me." Hagrid didn't care about Norbert's behavior at all. Instead, he thought it was a sign of closeness. He felt that Norbert must regard him as his mother.

Harry and the others shared a helpless look, but given Hagrid's excitement, nobody said anything.

However, Norbert had his own ideas. After enduring Hagrid's teasing for a while, he violently opened his mouth and expelled a small ball of flame, spraying it directly on Hagrid's face, lighting up his beard.

"Hey, you are a little naughty!" Hagrid slapped his flaming beard, getting a little frantic for a while.

"Aguamenti~" Ivan waved his magic wand and summoned a ball of clear water, pouring it directly on Hagrid's face...