"Go and have a look at Madam Pomfrey." Hermione suggested, and the keen little witch also noticed Harry's often painful scar.
"Harry, relax. Hermione is right. As long as Dumbledore is around, the Philosopher's Stone will not be in danger. In any case, we have not found any evidence to confirm that Snape has heard about the method of subduing Lu Wei." Way. He almost had his leg bitten off last time, and he won't rush to take risks again. If even Hagrid betrays Dumbledore, then Neville can be selected for the England Quidditch team." Luo En lay on the grass and said lazily, the weather was too hot, and without the threat of exams, Ron was a little unmotivated.
Harry nodded, but he couldn't get rid of a vague feeling that he had forgotten to do something, something very important. When he explained this feeling, Hermione said: "This is all because of the exam. I woke up last night and was busy reviewing the notes for the Transfiguration class, and then I suddenly remembered that we had already passed the exam."
Suddenly, Harry jumped up and pulled Tiera towards Hagrid's hut.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked sleepily.
"I suddenly remembered something." Harry explained as he ran, his face turning pale. "We must go find Hagrid right away."
"Why?" Hermione gasped, and Ron struggled to catch up with him.
"Don't you think it's a little strange?" Harry said as he hurried down the grassy slope. "What Hagrid wants most is a dragon, but a stranger happens to have a dragon egg in his pocket? How many people are there? Walking around with dragon eggs all day long? You know that is against wizarding laws! Don't you think they are very lucky to find Hagrid? Why didn't I think of this before?"
"What do you want to do?" Ron asked, but Harry just ran across the field and towards the forest without answering his question.
Hagrid was sitting on a chair outside the hut, his trousers rolled up, facing a large bowl, busy shelling pea pods.
"Hello," he said with a smile, "the exam is over? Do you have time for a cup of tea?"
"Okay, thank you," Ron said, but Harry interrupted.
"No, we have an emergency. Hagrid, I have something to ask you. Do you remember the night you won the Nobel Prize playing cards? What did the stranger you played cards with look like?"
"I don't know," Hagrid said nonchalantly, "He won't take off his cloak." He saw the look of astonishment on the faces of the three children immediately, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.
"What's so strange about this? The Pig's Head Bar is the bar in the village. There are always some weird guys coming there. That guy might be a dragon vendor. I never saw his face clearly. He was wearing a pocket. Hat."
"What did you say to him, Hagrid? Did you mention Hogwarts?" Harry sat down next to Hagrid with a pop.
"Maybe I mentioned it." Hagrid frowned and tried to remember, "By the way, he asked me what I did, so I told him that I was the gamekeeper here, and he asked me a little more about what I was looking after. Animal, I told him, and then I said that I have always wanted a dragon, and then... I can't remember clearly, he kept buying me wine... Let me think about it... Ha, yes Later, he said that he had a dragon egg in his hand. If I wanted it, we could play cards and bet...but he had to find out whether I had the ability to deal with this dragon. He didn't want the dragon to run out and cause trouble. ...So I told him that I can even manage Lu Wei obediently, and a dragon is nothing at all..."
"Does he seem to be interested in Fluffy?" Harry asked, trying to keep his tone calm.
"Yes, I am particularly interested. After all, what are the chances that you will encounter a dog with three heads, even near Hogwarts? So I told him that Lu Wei is actually very easy to deal with. You just need to Know how to calm it down, play some music for it, and it will fall asleep immediately..."
A look of horror suddenly appeared on Hagrid's face.
Yes, Tiera sighed inwardly, keeping Hagrid secretive.
"Oh, no! I shouldn't have said that, I shouldn't have told... Hey! What are you going to do?"
When Hagrid told him how to tame Lu Wei, Hermione was the first to react. Even the slowest Ron realized that something was wrong.
The four little wizards - Tiera had no choice but to be pulled by Harry and hurried towards the castle.
Tiera knew that Harry would break into the Sorcerer's Stone Chamber of Secrets tonight.
Tiera knew that his chance had come.
Harry was going to tell Dumbledore.
But he met Professor McGonagall halfway.
"What are you four doing here?" Professor McGonagall came towards me with a stack of books in her arms.
"We want to see Professor Dumbledore," Hermione said.
"Want to meet Professor Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall repeated, as if it was very suspicious that they had such an idea, "Why?"
"It's a secret," Harry said with a swallow.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately regretted it because Professor McGonagall was angry and Harry saw her nostrils flaring.
"Professor Dumbledore left ten minutes ago." Professor McGonagall said coldly, "He received an urgent letter sent by an owl from the Ministry of Magic and flew to London immediately." "
"He's gone?" Harry said anxiously, "At this time?"
"Professor Dumbledore is a very great wizard. He has many things to do every day and his time is precious..."
"But this matter is very important."
"Is what you have to say more important than the Ministry of Magic, Harry?"
"That's right," said Harry, throwing caution to the wind, "Professor, it's about the Philosopher's Stone..."
Obviously, Professor McGonagall never expected this to be the case.
The book in her arms fell to the floor with a clatter, but she didn't pick it up.
"How..." she asked stammering.
"Professor, I think, I'm sure, that someone...is trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone. I have to talk to Professor Dumbledore."
Professor McGonagall looked at him with a mixture of surprise and suspicion.
"Professor Dumbledore will come back tomorrow." She finally said, "I don't know how you found out about the Philosopher's Stone, but don't worry, no one can steal it. It is strictly protected and is foolproof."
"But professor..."
"Potter, I know what I'm talking about." She said impatiently, then waved her hand, and the book that fell on the ground returned to her hand automatically, "I suggest you go outside and bask in the sun."
