The Harry Potter Show Teaser

Chapter 254 Hatching Eggs and Goals

"That little guy sent it here? Are you going to find him?" Mrs. Granger asked softly, seeing Hermione's ecstasy.

"I..." Hermione raised her head instantly when she heard the words, looked at her mother's gentle gaze, took a deep breath, and then said in a brisk tone: "Of course not, I plan to spend more time with you during the holidays." Stay with my dear mother!"

"That's really sad to hear." Mr. Granger came out of the room at this moment, shaking his head and pretending to sigh.

"Of course I want to accompany you, Dad!" Hermione's face froze, and she quickly turned around and stuck out her tongue.

"Well, that makes sense." Mr. Granger nodded in satisfaction, and pointed to the big egg on the dining table: "From what you said, it should be a contraband. What are you going to do? Hatch it? Even if it's me and Your mother has heard the name 'Griffin', and it is a very terrifying existence in our legends."

"Uh, this..." Hermione also stared at the big egg on the table with a distressed expression after hearing the words, and scratched her head irritably: "I think with Weiss' personality, he must just buy it for me to taste , Greek 'special souvenirs' and the like... but this 'special souvenirs' should be quite expensive..."

"I'm afraid our family will have to eat such a big egg for two or three days, and it should be a fertilized egg, alive! Are you really going to eat it? I think you should contact your Mag Professor? She might have a solution." Mrs. Granger touched Hermione's head and smiled with an idea.

"Well, that's all... I hope Professor McGonagall won't confiscate it..." Hermione still had a bitter face, but her steps upstairs were a little lighter than before.

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"My idea to you is: I hope you can return it to the Greek side." Not long after Hermione's letter was sent, Professor McGonagall appeared in front of the gate of her house in an instant, and when she entered, she was surrounded by agate pattern He walked around the egg, touched Crookshanks who was lying next to the egg and kept flicking it with his front paws, and said seriously, then without waiting for Hermione to reply, he stared at the owl eating nuts in front of Hermione, frowning and said: " Compared with other owls, it should be most likely to find that person, after all, he is its owner, have you tried?"

"I tried it, but I can't send it..." Hermione stroked the owl she brought back from Evelyn last year with a depressed expression: "It refused to send it, I guess it means Wes, or that person is on Wes What spell was released, and the rest of the owls couldn't find Wes at all..."

"Speaking of France, you can put it with Newt Scamander, he will be very happy to accept it." Professor McGonagall sighed secretly while looking at Hermione's expression, and stroked her fluffy hair Said: "If you really don't want to send it away."

"Well, thank you, Professor McGonagall, I'm going to write a letter." Hermione nodded quickly, grabbed a piece of parchment and started writing.

"Now the Ministry of Magic's review of international letters or parcels is extremely strict. I think you should know how to write, right?" Professor McGonagall nodded to Mrs. Granger who brought tea, and said seriously.

"Yes." Hermione responded immediately, but she didn't look up: "I just care about my castle."

...three 10 minutes later...

"Where is it? Show it to me!" Accompanied by a burst of air breaking, an old man with an excited expression suddenly appeared in Hermione's room.

"Newt, I hope you can come in through the main entrance, because it will cause unexpected trouble." Professor McGonagall's long eyebrows were tangled together, and he stared at Newt with displeasure.

"Ah, Ms. McGonagall, I'm so sorry, I'm just too excited! That's..." Newt Scamander froze, and immediately said flatteringly, but before he finished speaking, Hermione's room A few figures suddenly appeared again, all of them holding magic wands, looking vigilantly at the room full of bookshelves.

"Newt! Just look! This is what you've done! You guys! What a disgrace! Breaking into a girl's boudoir! I have the right to go to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement Auror Command Complain to you!" After seeing the next few people clearly, Professor McGonagall immediately yelled: "Dawlish! When did you become as reckless as Tonks!"

"I'm very sorry, Ms. McGonagall, because a strange wave of magic power suddenly appeared in this room..." Dawlish slightly nodded apologetically at Professor McGonagall, then looked helplessly and ignored their words Newt turned to his Aurors and said, "Go! Go back and stay on guard!"

"Professor, they...don't come from the Ministry of Magic, right?" Hermione watched in shock as they apparated away again, and turned to Professor McGonagall blankly.

"That's right, they are in a house not far away...to protect your home." Professor McGonagall nodded after pondering for a while.

"Protection? Huh! Protection!" Newt snorted softly, drew out his wand and began to clean up the muddy footprints on the carpet.

"Newt!" Professor McGonagall glared at Newt, but said nothing, but looked back at Hermione with gentle eyes: "You are a witch now, you need to protect your own house, I believe You can find a good way."

"Well, I was there when the teacher and Weiss set up the defensive alchemy array of the castle, so there shouldn't be any problem." Hermione frowned and thought for a while, then nodded her head in affirmation.

"Okay, what about that egg? I came all the way here on purpose!" After cleaning the carpet, Newt's tone became eager again, his eyes scanned the room from time to time, and finally stopped at the only place where he could hide. stuff in the closet.

"Yes, it's hidden there." Hermione immediately got up, opened the closet, and carefully carried away Crookshanks who was squatting on the egg, and took out the big agate-colored patterned egg and handed it to the Newt.

"Oh! How beautiful! How amazing! What a surge of vitality! But why write on him with dragon blood? It will hurt him! Doesn't that stinky brat even know that?" Newt took the big egg , caressing it gently, his eyes were full of surprises, but after seeing Weiss' cursive characters, he immediately complained.

"Mr. Scamander, can I entrust this egg to you?" Hermione looked at Newt's expression with some trepidation, and quickly said.

"No, no, no, that little guy gave it to you, at least not now." Just when Hermione thought everything was going well, Newt shook his head violently, and carefully put the egg back Hermione said regretfully: "You have to hatch him yourself, and I can help you raise him until he is 4 to 5 months old."

"It's like hatching a chicken?" Hermione looked at the egg in her hand in surprise, and imagined that she was holding the egg 24 hours a day in her mind, she shook her head quickly, and said quickly: "No! No! No! This is too It's embarrassing, please take it away!"

"No need, wipe it clean every day, input twice in the morning and evening... Well, all your magic power, then wrap it in your Muggle duvet and put it in the sun to dry, according to the hatching degree of this egg, it only takes half an egg Yue can see him break out of his shell." Newt saw Hermione's thoughts instantly, shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "At least, you have to let the first thing he was born see is you, that one The little guy must have planned that too."

"Mr. Scamander, based on what I know about Wes, he must have bought it for me to try out. He likes to try these messy things..." Hermione justified in a low voice like a mosquito.

"Are you kidding me! This one is male! Relatively speaking, it is more loyal and ferocious! Why would you plan to eat him!" On the black market in Greece, the price of this egg will not be less than 200 Galleons, why do you think he spent so many Galleons just to give you..." Newt's face instantly became very pale when he said this. Wonderful, he hesitated for a long time before muttering: "Well, that brat does have a lot of Galleons, and the feeling of lying on that pile of gold coins to sleep is still great. I can especially understand what Pumpkin Pie and the others are thinking now... Having said that, if possible, I still hope you don't eat him..."

"Pumpkin pie? What is that? Besides, I never intend to eat it!" Hermione immediately comforted the old man, then looked at Professor McGonagall, and said with some embarrassment: "But I can't raise it, it's so big, It's too dangerous to raise at Hogwarts..."

"It's some Nixie! But don't worry, they don't want to leave now, so there won't be a loss of a Galleon. As for your griffin, you can rest assured that the first few It will only be the size of a puppy, not much bigger than your cat or raccoon." Newt changed into a smile when he heard the words: "When the Christmas holiday comes, you just need to put him Just take it back to your castle."

"But, how to bring it?" Hermione looked at the egg in her hand with a tangled face: "It will grow up by then, and the Ministry of Magic will not allow it..."

"No, you just need to fly him over here! This distance is not a problem for him as an adult!" Newt still smiled with a red face: "So, you have to learn the Disillusionment Curse .”

…at the same time…

"I actually came to Brazil." Weiss looked up at the huge stone statue with hands stretched out in front of him and fell into thought. There's a magic school here..."

"Forget it, I can't remember, but someone must have mentioned it." Weiss stretched his waist, staring straight at the northwest direction: "The target, the magic school whose name is unknown!"

"The sun is setting again. I knew I would have bought two. Now I really want to know the taste of that egg, and I don't know if it will be the same as a hard-boiled egg..." Weiss muttered to himself while going along. Walked down the towering stands with the crowd.

(End of this chapter)