HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 92: Small Dragon! ] (Patreon)
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The small dragon looked at him cautiously as it gave the large black bird an experimental sniff. Apparently it liked what it smelled as it then rubbed itself against Hermes.
'Open up little one, it's time to eat,' the spirit spoke to it telepathically. The innocent hatchling did as told and opened its mouth as wide as it could. Hermes leaned over and opened his own beak above it, a black sludge-like liquid falling inside the dragon's mouth.
Once its job was done, Hermes disappeared without a trace.
"It was Malfoy," Harry announced as he backed away from the window, "we have to get back now!"
"You best be off then," Hagrid agreed, opening the door.
"We'll visit later," Ron said as they exited the small hut.
The giant waved the trio good-bye as they raced up the hill. Turning back to his dragon, he saw it sitting silently, oddly fixated in the direction of the castle. Writing it off as nothing, he retrieved the bucket again, "Come on, it's feeding time."
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Trio:-
As the days rolled by Harry and his friends grew increasingly worried about Hagrid and the dragon.
It was already bad enough having to worry about Snape trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone but add that with the recent dragon business and end of the year finals, well let's just say their stress levels were as high as they could be.
"I swear, at this point I'm almost hoping to be expelled if it means I don't have to deal with all of this anymore," Ron complained as he banged his head against a desk.
Hermione would have given him glare if she wasn't so focused on reading her textbook. Dark eyebags framed her face and her hair was even wilder than usual.
Neither of the boys felt prudent enough to break her out of her trance. With everything that had been going on, it was safe to say that their grades had taken a hit. The one that took it the worst was Hermione who was finally overtaken by Charles. At first, they had tried to reassure her that it was all due to the fact he didn't have to deal with everything she was going through, but she countered saying that he had Quidditch practice and was studying muggle subjects on the side. As much as they liked seeing get knocked down a peg, they were starting to get concerned about her health.
"I think she fell asleep," Harry said after waving his hand in front of her face without getting a reaction.
"It wouldn't be such a hassle if Hagrid would just keep it on a leash. We've had to chase it down four times already because it escaped his watch and wandered into the school," Ron said, banging his fist on the desk loudly.
"I'm not asleep!" Hermione suddenly shouted, having been woken up by the noise. Looking around confused she turned over her book and frowned, "Herbology? I was sure I was studying charms."
"Urg, we can't keep going on like this?" the small red head said almost in tears.
Admittedly even Harry was starting to feel the pressure. Wood had been training the team even harder after hearing a rumor that the Ravenclaw team was coming up with some new play for the upcoming game. Looking out of the window, he spotted a group of students from different houses playing football out in the field. A sense of jealousy entered his heart at all the fun they were missing out of.
Turning to the others, Harry finally came to one conclusion, "We have to get rid of that dragon?"
The two looked unsure at each other before nodding in unison.
"I'll get a sack and some rope," Hermione said, closing her book with a snap.
"And I'll find some heavy rocks," Ron added, standing up.
"No, no. Take this seriously," the dark-haired boy said.
"I was serious," the young witch said without a shred of humor.
"No, you're half asleep," Harry said, trying to stop her before she did something she'd regret.
"We're at our wits end here, mate. I say we handle this dragon problem before it gets any worse."
Suddenly Harry gained an enlightened look, "That's it, Ron. Charlie, he's a dragon handler for a dragon reserve, right. Let's write him a letter asking if he can take the dragon."
"What about Hagrid, do you think he will agree," Hermione chimed in.
"Well if he doesn't there's always plan B," Harry said darkly.
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Charles:
Watching the trio plot was adorable in a way, like watching a pack of mice trying to find their way out of a maze.
Feeling my pocket start to vibrate I ended my connection with Hermes and took out a square compact mirror. Opening it up I was greeted by the serious face of Daphne Greengrass.
Leveling [Arcane Mirror] had proved to be a wise decision after all, as it let me create a wide variety of useful items. For example, two-way mirrors. Speaking of which, I was working on a way to expand the connection to include other mirrors to form a sort of mirror network.
"Well hello Daphne, what seems to have you in the mood this time?" I replied jokingly.
"Charles, I'm in no mood to play around, so I'll get straight to the point. Draco has come to me with a story about how Harry Potter and his friends are hiding a dragon in the groundskeeper's hut. Is this true?" she said with a serious expression.
Looks like Daphne had really cemented her place among the Slytherins if even the prideful Malfoy was asking her for permission to act. "Now Daphne, what makes you think I would know anything about this?" I said in mock disbelief.
"You do understand that this is a serious matter, correct?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
Shrugging I gave her a smile, "Do whatever you feel is necessary, I won't stop you."