Chapter 132： Norwegian Ridgeback-Norbert

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Fei Xu was drunk quickly and awake quickly, and after Hermione splashed him with water, he had recovered from his drunken state.

"Meow?"⊙ω⊙

He lowered his head and looked at himself. He was wet and mixed with a smell of wine and blood.

As soon as he turned and jumped off the table, Feish regained his cat-like form, and protested to Hagrid dissatisfiedly: "Why do you want to pour wine on Feishe?!"? (●ΦДΦ●)?

Hagrid: "..."

Harry, Ron and Hermione: "..."

"You don't even remember anything?" Hagrid couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't plan to entangle with Feish.

After speaking, he pulled out a few bottles of brandy from the pile of debris next to him, and took them to the chicken coop outside.

Most of the chicken blood brandy just now was wasted, the little fire dragon didn't drink much at all, and now he was yelling hungry.

"I'm not afraid of Minerva meow!"? (●ΦДΦ●)?

After tidying himself up with a spell, Fei Xu retorted with full vigour, and then shrank his head with a guilty conscience.

Fisch, who didn’t intend to continue with this question, shifted the focus to Hagrid’s first sentence. He tilted his head and recalled it. It seemed that his memory was as long as he finished drinking the chicken blood wine and planned to ask Hagrid for a second bowl. At that time, it was fragmented.

So Feish turned his head to look at Hermione, and asked, "What happened to Feish just now? Why don't I have any impression of me?"

"Well, Phil Xu just now you were drunk and drunk crazy," Hermione pointed to the red blood that was spilled everywhere, even the ceiling was dotted with red blood. "These are all you did when you were drunk."

"Fei Xu is a good cat! I have never been a cat!" ∑(●ΦДΦ●)

Fisch, who has no memory of this, would naturally not admit it.

"And... what does it mean to be drunk?"

"It's useless if you don't admit it. There are your red footprints everywhere on the walls, on the floor, and on the ceiling."

Hermione pointed to a distinct cat paw print on the ceiling and patiently explained it to Fisch.

"And being drunk... Simply put, after drinking, you enter an uncontrolled state, just like Feish you just now. This is why Professor McGonagall won't let you drink."

Fei Xu looked up to the ceiling and fell silent.

Of these plum blossom footprints blooming everywhere in Hagrid's hut, it is of course impossible for Fisch to admit that he was wrong. He could even roughly restore his course of action at the time from the footprints and the residual smell.

So it was almost impossible for Hermione and the others to forge it, and Feish didn't think they had any need to forge these footprints just to frame himself.

"Wine is a potion...It's terrible!" (??ˇ?ˇ??)

Watching Hagrid feed the newly prepared chicken blood brandy to the little fire dragon, Fisch did not go forward to get a piece of the pie this time, but stared at the bright red wine in the bowl with guard, earnestly Commented.

Isn’t that scary enough to include both the effects of forgetting pills and confusion pills at the same time?

Even Hermione didn't explain Feish's misunderstanding, because they were frightened by the drunkenness that Feish had just played. It would be a good thing if this would prevent Feish from trying to drink.

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In the next time, Harry and the others would go to Hagrid's hut to help take care of the little Norwegian Ridgeback that he named Norbert. Naturally, Malfoy who knew the same thing was indispensable.

"With Norbert's growth rate, your shabby hut will no longer be able to put it in a few days."

Malfoy sarcastically said with a jealous look, but what he said is true, but in just one week, Xiaolong Noble has grown three times, and it will spit out sparks from his mouth and nose from time to time. And thick smoke.

Hagrid had to put aside the daily work of guarding the hunting ground and stared at Noble at any time to prevent it from accidentally lighting his wooden hut.

"So you want to talk about the set that gave you Norbert?"

Ron slanted his eyes, with an expression of disgust on his face.

He didn't want to see Malfoy, the annoying Slytherin here in Hagrid, but there was no way. If he was prevented from coming over, who knew whether he would tell the secret, so Ron and Harry could only pinch. The nose recognized it.

Facing Ron's innocuous questioning, Malfoy nodded arrogantly, and asked, "Apart from me, are there anyone else among you capable of raising Norbert?"

He also slanted his eyes to look at Ron, and sneered: "Of course, if Weasley you think your family can afford it, I don't mind giving you Norbert, I'm afraid your family will even eat food later. I'm sorry."

Ron's face instantly rose like pig liver, but he had to admit that, if the influence of personal perception was excluded, Malfoy was indeed the most suitable for raising Noble among them.

According to Malfoy himself, his "omnipotent" dad could even obtain a license to raise a dragon legally.

"But, Norbert said it doesn't like the brain door you meow."

Fisch, who was teasing the little fire dragon with the blood brandy, turned his head and poured a basin of cold water on Malfoy.

Malfoy felt as if he had been punched in an instant, and his face became paler, and Ron and Harry on the side saw Malfoy slumped, and suddenly smiled.

Only Hermione is still worrying about Norbert's question, "But we can't keep it in Hagrid, right? It's obviously not good to stock it in the forbidden forest. The forest environment is not suitable for the fire dragon to survive. Sooner or later, it will be affected by others. People found it."

While she was talking, she looked at Malfoy. In fact, Hermione agreed with the plan to hand over Norbert to Malfoy. Although it was a bit uncomfortable to do so, isn't the main thing now to solve Norbert's problem?

Hermione was different from Harry and Ron. She was more rational and didn't hate Malfoy as much as those two.

However, because of Norber’s rejection, the proud Malfoy didn’t want to raise this unsure fire dragon anymore. The big deal is that he found his father to find a way to buy a dragon egg. He started raising the egg by himself. .

The dignified Malfoy family, will this fire dragon be missing?

"Charlie!" Harry, who had been silent, clapped his palms suddenly and looked at Ron. "Your brother Charlie, isn't he studying fire dragons in Romania? We might as well give Norbert to him, and Charlie can take care of it, and then Put it back in the wild."

"Awesome!" Ron and Hermione thought it was a good idea. "How about, Hagrid?"

Hagrid blew his nose with a huge handkerchief, then wiped his tears, and reluctantly agreed.

"Humph!"

Malfoy snorted uncomfortably, but didn't say much, and after that, he never came to visit Norbert again.

In fact, if it were not for Fisch’s face, Malfoy would write to his father to inform him on the day he was rejected by Norbert, and then ask the Ministry of Magic to send someone to bring the unsure Norwegian Ridgeback. go.

Now that there was no way to avenge the fire dragon, Malfoy simply didn't see it and stopped paying attention to it.

Naturally, Harry and Ron couldn't ask for it, and they finally didn't need to see Malfoy's annoying face again.

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