"Ani, you are still young and you still have a lot of time to squander. Even so, the Philosopher's Stone still has a great attraction for you. What's more, for a person who can only survive, but still hopes for eternal life." Dumbledore was a little bit. Sigh, Tom has extraordinary talent, but unfortunately he embarked on a path destined to backfire.
"The two of us never wanted to hide anything from each other. We knew each other's purpose and each other's bottom line..." Dumbledore's tone became a little more angry as he talked about the game between the two.
"But this is Hogwarts after all, and the risk Tom takes is too great." Ani had a hard time understanding 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 be able to kill him easily. Gaining some Slytherin authority is my goal. 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, while Voldemort's bottom line is the Sorcerer's Stone. As long as the Sorcerer's Stone is real, nothing else matters.
The worst case scenario is to return to Albania or somewhere else, and continue to accumulate strength while lingering.
This is a naked conspiracy, a huge 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 rest for a while.
The bet was the Sorcerer's Stone. Dumbledore believed that even if Voldemort was given a chance, he could still keep the Sorcerer's Stone in his hands. This was the confidence of the greatest white wizard in the world.
Voldemort wanted the Philosopher's Stone to pry into the secret of eternal life. Of course he knew that Horcruxes could not truly give people eternal life, otherwise where would the creator of the forbidden magic be?
He believes that the bet is his own life, and he is also confident that no one can really kill him.
In this way, it seems that the only injured person is Quirrell. If Mr. Poor Man knew about the tacit understanding between Voldemort and Dumbledore, his expression would probably be comparable to that of a dog abandoned by his owner in a dog meat restaurant.
Under Fox's command, a few little guys turned a blind eye to the dull atmosphere between the two wizards.
Lulu, the bird and snake, was wrapped around Aini's finger like a juggler, holding her own tail in her mouth. By constantly adjusting his body shape, he quickly rotated.
During this period of time, Tutu, who had been living with his fellow tribesmen in the Forbidden Forest, exchanging information with the two Bowtruckle tribes, finally ran back yesterday in a haggard shape, holding Aini's fingertips on his forehead and playfully dragging Tom His eyelids looked directly at Lulu who was spinning around.
Soon, with the joint efforts of the Tulu duo, Tom seemed to have two vortexes in his pupils, and he even walked with a limp.
Seeing the little milk cat that usually competed with him for favorable terrain, being teased by the two little cats, he was comically circling around Aini. Fox, who was enjoying Aini's arms to himself, screamed unkindly.
Then its exclusive pleasure ends.
Aini gently knocked on the little heads of Tutu and Lulu, then sadly picked up Tom, whose eyes were still spinning, and pressed the bridge of his nose.
Being squeezed aside by the kitten again, Fox felt dissatisfied and wanted to scream, but then he felt a trace of magic overflowing. He quickly turned his neck to the side, and a thin stream of fire spurted out.
"Bang!"
"Oh, what a sweet boy with energy."
Ignoring the sparks on his beard, Hagrid picked up the newborn fire dragon and wanted to give it a kiss from "mother".
Then Norbert kissed "Mom" in advance.
Still the kind that doesn't let go.
"I have relayed Charlie's words to Hagrid a long time ago. Fire dragons are ferocious creatures that are difficult to tame." Ron complained to Harry and Hermione while pulling Harry up to help.
But then he was stopped by Aini.
"Don't worry, don't come forward. The little guy likes Hagrid very much. This is a rare family recognition scene. We can just watch it quietly."
"Is it really okay?" Harry asked with some uncertainty, looking at the little dragon dangling from Hagrid's nose.
"This is the nature of the fire dragon." Aini watched the parent-child interaction with interest, "After the fire dragon breaks out of its shell, it will usually try its best to spray flames at the adult dragon waiting nearby."
To be honest, the giant's body is really enviable. Even though he was just born, Norbert also sprayed out magical flames. However, relying on the support of magical power, the sparks stubbornly stayed on Hagrid's beard, but in addition to bringing... The neon light effect is removed and there is no harmful effect at all.
"This is to declare your potential and tell your parents that you are an excellent cub. The same goes for biting Hagrid. For an adult dragon, it is no different from a child acting like a spoiled child."
"Norbert's teeth don't look very sharp either." Ani had a high degree of trust in the hearts of the young 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 moved forward eagerly, their four eyes glowing. This was a dragon. Perhaps they would never have such an opportunity in their lifetime to hold a dragon in their arms.
After stopping the two people from seeking death, Aini knew how Ron was bitten in the original work.
If Hogwarts hadn't paid for all the medical expenses during the school year, just the follow-up treatment for the dragon bite would have dug a big hole in the Weasley family's finances.
After playing selflessly with the little dragon for a while, Hagrid finally remembered that he should feed it something, picked up the half-full brandy bottle and walked out.
After a moment of panic, Hagrid returned to the hut with the filled bottle. The mouth of the bottle exuded a strange smell of strong liquor and blood.
"Hagrid, don't give this to Norbert." Ani slapped his head and forgot about this incident.
Hagrid fumbled and took out a tome, "That's right? It says here, 'After hatching, feed a bucket of brandy and chicken blood mixture every half hour.'"
With a look of helplessness, Aini grabbed the book that was almost close to his face and turned it over, revealing the words "Raising Dragons for Recreation and Profit" written in the same color as Jin Galleon.
"This is a method used by unscrupulous dragon tamers to control fire dragons. This creature itself has little resistance to alcohol. Drinking alcohol since childhood will make the fire dragon more addicted to alcohol, which is more conducive to the control of dragon owners."
"Chicken blood contains very few nutrients and can forcefully ripen the fire dragon and make it enter youth faster."
Hagrid and others felt that their minds were filled with questions. Did Ani make a mistake? Although we don’t have much culture, we also know that the more nutritious the things used to accelerate ripening, the better, right?
"Pooh!"
Seeing the confusion of several people, Aini was about to explain, when the little guy who had climbed up to his collar took the opportunity to stick his head into his mouth...
After running out the door and spitting a few times, Aini stuffed Norbert into Hagrid's arms.
"Normally, the 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 growth period of the Hebridean black dragon is long, and the infancy period of some newborns will exceed 10 years."
"Once the nutritional intake is insufficient, the body of the young dragon will think that it has lost the protection of the adult dragon, and will squeeze the potential from the blood, causing it to enter youth early."
"This is the fire dragon's instinctive emergency response after encountering an accident. It causes huge damage to them, and this damage is irreversible. It not only weakens the potential in adulthood, but also greatly shortens lifespan."
Listening to the unheard of rare knowledge, the three little ones couldn't help but be impressed by Aini's erudition.
Only Hagrid spat at the tome with an annoyed look on his face, grabbing it and trying to tear it into pieces.
"Irma Pince."
Hearing Aini spit out a name, Hagrid's face froze. He silently wiped the drool on the cover with his sleeve and put the book back on the shelf.
Hermione∑(っ°Д°;)っ
Suddenly I no longer want to fall asleep with my arms around a book!
