In the wooden house, Kyle, who had just returned from the castle, looked at the three Gryffindors standing with their backs against the wall as punishment, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You're worthy of being a Gryffindor. You've even learned how to break into houses and pick locks. Are you so anxious to go to Azkaban?

"Or if you just nod, I have an acquaintance who can arrange for you to be placed directly in Azkaban, in a single cell, and I guarantee you will receive the best treatment."

"Well, talk!"

Hermione's face turned red, and she wished she could crawl into the ground. She had no mind to talk.

The other two weren't much better, but they were thick-skinned so it wasn't that obvious.

"We... didn't break in and pick the lock..." Ron faltered, "I just gave it a gentle push... and the door opened."

"The vault in Gringotts is unlocked. Why don't you try it?" Kyle said expressionlessly. "The gold coins in there are piled higher than a mountain. No one will care how much you grab."

Ron fell silent.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Hermione took a deep breath and whispered, "We shouldn't have barged in without your permission."

"Are you guys feeling sorry for me?" Kyle said unhappily.

He was not angry about the three people breaking into his house at night.

The place had just been cleaned up and there was nothing hidden from view. He had not expected these three men to be so bold.

It's not like they haven't seen a dragon before. During the last Quidditch World Cup, when the Death Eaters rioted, they already knew there was a dragon in their box. Ron was even scared to death.

How long has it been since then? Don't you have a good memory? Can you just break into anything other than a box?

Fortunately, his biting cabbage and poisonous tentacles had not been transplanted yet, and Hagrid was too excited to sleep, so he saved the three of them from the dragon's mouth.

Kyle turned his head and glanced at Hagrid who was standing next to him.

Smoke was still coming out of his clothes and hair on his back, and a pungent smell filled the air.

Kyle winked at him.

"Do you know you're wrong?" Hagrid said immediately with a stern face.

"Know."

"knew!"

"We will never do it again."

The three of them nodded rapidly.

"Now that you know you're wrong, go back quickly." Hagrid said seriously, "If it happens again, I will definitely tell Principal McGonagall... Headmaster McGonagall."

What the hell? Is that all? Kyle looked at Hagrid in disbelief.

Even if you don't put him in solitary confinement... you will still lose points.

No points will be deducted for wandering around at night and trespassing into an associate professor's office?

No matter how good the relationship is, you can't let someone go so blatantly. Even Snape isn't so partial.

"Hmm?" Kyle's voice rose slightly.

"Wait... deduct another ten points." Hagrid said quickly, looking at Kyle cautiously.

He felt that this was about right.

After all, Harry and the other two had no ill intentions, and Kyle had shown no mercy when he scolded them just now.

To be honest, he felt his heart pounding just standing there and listening. When Kyle shouted "Stand still", he subconsciously straightened his legs.

Moreover, they received another form of punishment…Ron’s pants changed color.

Hagrid felt that with all these punishments combined, they would definitely learn their lesson.

Kyle narrowed his eyes.

The main reason is that he is not a professor yet and does not have the right to deduct points, otherwise he would not need to ask Hagrid to help.

"If you think it's okay, then forget it." He rubbed his forehead and waved towards the door.

Harry and Ron rushed out of the house as if they had been pardoned.

But Hermione stopped at the door, turned around, and said seriously: "Kyle, although we were wrong this time, it is illegal to raise a dragon privately. You, you will be arrested by the Aurors."

"What? You want to report me?" Kyle glanced at her.

"I won't, because we are friends." Hermione blurted out: "But you can't hide it. The professor and the headmaster will find out sooner or later."

Kyle felt a little better after hearing Hermione's words.

It's OK, not too rigid.

To be honest, he wouldn't find it strange even if Hermione really went to the professor to report it.

Kyle knew that Hermione was a little stubborn.

In the third grade, Harry received a Firebolt from someone unknown, so she told Professor McGonagall about it without telling them.

Although she was originally afraid that there might be dark magic on the broom, and Harry and Ron refused to listen, she had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure, but this also shows that she is a very opinionated person.

Of course, this is just a nicer way of saying it.

So no matter what decision she made, Kyle would not find it strange, and he also understood it... After all, their relationship was not that good, at most they were just ordinary friends.

And it was a fire dragon, no one would be able to remain calm.

The premise is that the report is useful.

Kyle said nothing, just waved.

A piece of parchment automatically fell off the wall and flew into my hand.

Kyle handed it to Hermione.

"Look, I'm not raising a dragon illegally. I have the formalities in place. Even if the Aurors come, it won't be of any use."

Hermione glanced at the parchment and her eyes widened.

"Legal dragon breeding... That's impossible!" She said in disbelief. "The book says that no wizard can privately breed dragons except in dragon sanctuaries."

"Just because it didn't exist before doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. The signature and magic mark on it cannot be forged."

Kyle shook his finger. "Besides, the professors and the headmaster already know that I went to Hogwarts for this very reason... They have agreed to let me raise a dragon in the Forbidden Forest."

"Huh?" Hermione was stunned.

"You see, my actions are completely legal... There is no problem with either the school or the Ministry of Magic."

"The Headmaster agrees?" Hagrid asked, his eyes shining.

He knew what Kyle was going to the castle for, and he had been very nervous before this.

The reason why he didn't go to bed until the early morning, besides being excited, was also this... He was very worried that the school would reject Kyle's application and not allow him to raise dragons in the Forbidden Forest.

"But it's a good thing they weren't hurt." Kyle sighed. "Professor McGonagall agreed reluctantly. If a student was killed by a dragon, even if there were only scratches, she would probably change her mind immediately and reject my application to raise a dragon."

"What did you say?" Hagrid was frightened.

He hadn't thought so much about it before. Harry's curiosity was strong more than once or twice, and he had asked him about the situation of the three-headed dog Fluffy before.

Hagrid was used to it and didn't take it seriously.

But he didn't expect that this time Harry almost made all their efforts go to waste.

He waited for decades before he finally saw the dragons at Hogwarts. He even had the chance to touch their scales with his own hands and feel their fiery passion.

Hagrid had never had such a beautiful dream when he slept.

It was almost ruined by Harry.

Why can't he grow up? He's in seventh grade and he's still wandering around at night.

"Stop!" Hagrid yelled, and quickly stopped Harry and Ron who had just walked out.

"What...what happened?" Harry's heart trembled slightly.

Hagrid's expression was so scary that he was a little scared.

"We are going to go back now and promise not to come here again."

"Wandering at night, ignoring school rules and entering the Forbidden Forest... deduct fifty points!" Hagrid said to himself.

"Fifty..." Harry pointed at himself with a dull expression, "Hagrid, look carefully, it's me."

"Of course I know that." Hagrid continued with a straight face, "But I'm a professor. If I can get away with it just because I have a good relationship, then I'd be unqualified for the job."

"Oh, by the way, it's not a 50-point deduction, it's 50 points per person!"

"Haven't you already been deducted points?" Ron was dumbfounded.

There are three of them...that’s one hundred and fifty points.

He never dreamed that Hagrid would actually deduct 150 points from them, a number that usually only came from Snape and Professor McGonagall.

Even Hermione was stunned... If this point was really deducted, Gryffindor would definitely be at the bottom of the list this year.

"Come on, Hagrid."

“Please…”

…

Kyle felt so relieved when he saw the three people surrounding Hagrid and begging for mercy.

That's right, what's the use of ten points? They will probably forget about it as soon as they turn around.

They should be given a big one.

…

Ten minutes later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood in a row and walked back to the castle with heavy steps.

They could already imagine what expressions the Gryffindor students would have the next morning when they saw the scoring hourglass drop a large amount out of nowhere.

But there was no way out. Hagrid was determined to deduct points from them, and no matter how much they begged, it was useless.

After the three left, Kyle immediately closed the door and gave Hagrid a thumbs up.

“Well done.”

"Harry will probably hate me to death." Hagrid sighed, and suddenly felt a little regretful.

"No, you're doing this for their own good." Kyle looked at the door. "By the way, can you really deduct 150 points from them?"

There are limits on the points added and deducted at Hogwarts.

For example, a class monitor can only be deducted a maximum of ten points per week, and no more than thirty points in a school year, and the student union president can be deducted fifty points.

This is also to prevent them from abusing the right to deduct points... If there is no such restriction, it is estimated that on the second day of school, the points of other colleges except Slytherin will be cleared directly.

By the third day, Slytherin will also be cleared, and the house cup will be meaningless.

The same goes for professors. There are limits on adding and subtracting points. Large scores, such as fifty, need to be reported to the dean, who will then decide whether to impose punishment or rewards.

Hagrid is a professor of Care of Magical Creatures, and there are less than a hundred students in five grades combined. Does he really have this right?

Don't just talk about it.

"Sure, but I won't be able to lose points this school year." Hagrid poked his head out of the window, as if to make sure that Harry and the others had really returned to the castle, and then turned back.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Did Dumbledore and Minerva really agree?"

"Of course, I wouldn't lie to them," Kyle said, "but it just cost me a little."

"What's the price?"

"Nothing... just a small matter." Kyle shook his head and did not tell Hagrid the truth.

It would be useless even if I told him. Hagrid didn't understand magical plants and didn't know anyone from St. Mungo's, so he couldn't help.

"By the way, Professor McGonagall will come over tomorrow to make sure the dragon is safe. Remember to be more restrained and don't act too enthusiastically."

"Minerva is coming?" Hagrid was startled and asked worriedly, "Didn't you say she agreed?"

"It's a temporary agreement." Kyle corrected, "We had the upper hand in the professors' vote, and it was too late, so Professor McGonagall compromised.

"But as the principal, she has a veto power, so the matter has not been finalized yet."

"What should we do then..." Hagrid's heart tightened.

"It doesn't matter. I won't sleep tonight and will work on perfecting the alchemical mist overnight," Kyle said.

He originally planned to carve alchemical mist in the forbidden forest within the Hogwarts area and artificially create a 'Dragon Expelling Spell', but this was a huge project and could not be completed in a short time.

In order to deal with Professor McGonagall, he decided to maintain and reinforce the current 'cage' state.

This was the same situation Hermione had seen before, restricting the fire dragon's range of movement and using alchemical mist to create a large cage that no one could see from the outside and no one could get out of.

Let's just do this temporarily, and then when the fire dragon-repelling spell is almost completed, we'll find a chance to remove the cage.

"I have another question." Hagrid suddenly thought of something. "Do you think Minerva will encounter the same situation as Harry and the others when she arrives?"

The other dragons were easy to deal with. They weren't very well-behaved, but at least they gave Kyle face and wouldn't attack any strange wizard who broke in.

But that Horntail... Even if Hagrid had a dragon filter, he couldn't say with a clear conscience that it had a good personality. At most, it just had a pretty face.

"It's okay, a beating will be enough. At least I'll be quiet for a few days." Kyle rubbed his forehead.

"What, you want to fight the dragon?" Hagrid jumped up and guarded the door with his arms outstretched, like a hen protecting her calves.

"It's not me. I don't want to compete with a Hornet." Kyle shook his head. "So Hagrid, you go back first. You probably won't be able to go to the garden tonight."

"I won't..." Hagrid stared at Kyle suspiciously, "Is it okay if I don't go in and just watch from the side?"

"You can watch the Hornet, but not its opponent," Kyle said. "This is also for your own good. If you still want to keep the dragon company, it's better to go back."

Who else could be the Hornet's opponent except the Basilisk?

While Hagrid had an incredible resistance to magic like curses, not even a pureblood giant was immune to the glare of a basilisk, let alone a half-blood.

If he had been watching, there would probably be another lifelike stone statue in the garden the next day...

After Kyle's persuasion and repeated assurances that he would not hurt the Hornet, Hagrid finally left, looking back every few steps like an abandoned puppy.

Kyle shook his head, trying to get the offensive image out of his mind.

At this time, the sky outside was already tinged with red. Kyle didn't waste any more time. He opened the box and jumped in.

A few minutes later, a huge snake poked its head out of the box and crawled in through the garden door that had been opened in advance.

A moment later, there was a violent vibration in the garden, and there was also a faint sound of metal clashing, as if a serious and sharp sword was piercing a solid shield.

Kyle also got out of the box and closed the garden door behind him.

He was also not immune to the basilisk's gaze, so he did not follow it in. Instead, he came outside the house and stared at the door in a daze.

The arrival of Harry and the others also served as a reminder to Kyle.

Hogwarts has never lacked students who like to challenge the rules...such as Harry, Fred, George, or even himself.

The cage is safe, but the entrance is a hidden danger here, so it is necessary to put a lock on it, a combination lock that cannot be opened by the unlocking spell.

Kyle stretched out his wand and waved it rapidly. A few minutes later, a golden circle appeared on the wooden door.

If you look closely, you will find that this circle is composed of many magic runes.

But when he was about to draw the second one, he suddenly stopped and spoke loudly.

"Hagrid, if you want to disappoint Professor McGonagall, keep peeking."

In the next cabin, Hagrid turned his face away from the window, and there was a clanking sound from inside the house. It sounded like he had knocked over his copper kettle or broken something.

Then Hagrid came out of the room, staring with red eyes.

"I can't sleep."

"Okay, just watch if you can't sleep. I also have something to tell you later." Kyle said, "But remember, don't disturb me, and don't let anyone else get close."

"Don't worry." Hagrid patted his chest and agreed.

As long as Kyle was here, he didn't have to worry about the other party causing trouble for the Hornet.

Kyle shook his head and raised his wand again without speaking to Hagrid.

There is another irregular pattern next to the circle. The two patterns overlap with each other and coincide with the third pattern.

When accumulated to a certain number, these interwoven patterns will become part of another symbol.

This is alchemy, the art of producing specific magical reactions through the arrangement and combination of magic runes and symbols.

At the same time, it is very rigorous and no mistakes can be made in any step.

Kyle's hands were steady, and the pattern on the door was perfected bit by bit at a slow pace.

Hagrid was not far away, watching carefully.

But he couldn't understand.

He could only see that Kyle had drawn two large circles on the door, with a square inside the circles and a few curved lines, and in the middle were more small circles and irregular patterns.

In short, I just can't understand it, and I feel dizzy and dizzy.

But Hagrid wanted to watch again, so he had to stand there and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky was completely bright. The castle, which had been quiet all night, gradually became lively. I could hear the students' laughter from far away.

Kyle also put down his wand, rubbed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally it's done, the same garden alchemical mist, but not for dragons, but for wizards, which is a simplified version of the one in front of Beauxbatons School.

It's a bit rough, but it's more than enough to deal with the students in the castle, especially those who have never taken ancient runes classes. If you approach them rashly, you will have to circle around for at least an hour.

Kyle wasn't targeting anyone... well, he was targeting Harry and Ron, two guys who knew nothing about runes.

Kyle turned around and wanted to remind Hagrid and tell him the correct route.

Then, he heard a melodious snoring sound, with the rhythm of yin and yang, and the high and low notes rising and falling regularly... The rhythm was quite cheerful.

Hagrid was just standing there, sleeping soundly.

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(End of this chapter)