Norbert's attack missed.
Its sharp teeth sank into a thin layer of light, and no matter how it twisted its body, it could not break through.
"Good heavens—this thing is vicious."
Ron spoke in astonishment from the side. He had originally planned to pet it, but now it seemed that one careless move might get his palm bitten straight through.
Damon simply let the fire dragon attack, staring directly at it as his grip grew tighter and tighter.
After five minutes of stalemate, the fire dragon finally stopped biting. Seeing that Damon's stern gaze had not wavered, it pitifully stuck out its tongue and licked his fingers.
Damon's expression softened. He loosened his grip, fed the fire dragon some chicken, and instructed it:
"You can stay here, but you cannot hurt any people or animals. We will provide the food and space you need. Do you understand?"
The three children exchanged looks and saw barely restrained amusement on one another's faces. Damon, who was usually so mature and composed, was actually doing something as childish as talking to an animal?
But then something happened that left them dumbfounded—the Norwegian Ridgeback nodded at Damon, as if it had genuinely understood what he said.
Damon looked at Hagrid again. "We need to make more preparations. You definitely won't be able to hide this from Professor Dumbledore. You have to prove that you can keep an eye on this dragon and ensure nothing goes wrong, then ask him for permission."
Hagrid perked up and said excitedly to Damon:
"Of course! It's still only a child. I guarantee it'll behave!"
"If you can't treat it with the proper attitude, Hagrid, I'm afraid something will happen very soon. And when that happens, it won't be a joke."
Damon shook his head, casually Transfigured a sheet