"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Hagrid muttered to himself, his enormous eyes practically overflowing with stars.
"Mother!"
Norbert cried out again and stretched his head toward Hagrid.
Hagrid reached out a finger and touched Norbert's head. The newborn Dragon, driven by its instinct to find its mother, moved closer to Hagrid and sniffed him.
Noticing the strange taste, Norbert bit Hagrid's finger, revealing his sharp, long teeth.
"It's not Mommy! It's not Mommy!"
Hagrid was overjoyed and turned to Silan, excitedly shouting, "My God, Silan, look! It recognizes its mother!"
"Hagrid... actually..."
Silan was hesitating whether to tell Hagrid the truth when she suddenly noticed that Norbert had spat out Hagrid's finger and turned to look at her.
"Mother!"
Norbert crawled toward Silan on all fours, twitching his nose as if trying to smell him.
"I'm not your mother."
Silan, who had just been gloating, helplessly stretched out a finger and pressed down on Norbert's head, ruthlessly suppressing it.
Newborn Norbert was still weak and fluttered his wings listlessly on the table.
"Oh! Silan, be careful." Hagrid looked at him with concern. "Don't hurt it; it's still a little one."
In fact, Dragons, these extremely ferocious and Magical Creatures, have sharp teeth from birth, and even their juvenile forms are not that fragile.
But Hagrid was still worried.
Silan believes Hagrid is definitely capable of competing with Newt for the title of "Magical Creatures' Male Mom".
After releasing Norbert, the little guy looked around blankly, feeling somewhat lost due to its biological instinct to not find its mother.
"Mommy! Mommy!"
Norbert let out two hoarse cries, frantically flapping his wings and scrambling around the cabin as if trying to find his mother.
"Don't run around, Norbert!"
"Don't bite! Don't bite! That's a blanket made of Unicorn Hair."
"Even a rope made from Aragog silk won't do!"
"Mommy's here, come quick!"
Ignoring Hagrid's calls, Norbert continued his erratic rampage around the room, tearing at the blanket made of Unicorn Tail Hair.
It's just like a grumpy puppy that can't find its mother.
"Huff... huff..." Hagrid gasped for breath, pleading with Silan for help, "You have to think of something, Silan."
This gave Silan a bit of a headache.
He now understood: Norbert was so irritable and angry because he couldn't find his mother. No wonder he was biting people everywhere in the original timeline.
Silan was not entirely unprepared for this situation.
He reached into the pocket of his outer robe, plucked a leaf of Dragon Heart Grass, and crushed it between his fingers.
"Come here," Silan said.
Norbert, who had been violently destroying things just moments before, suddenly quieted down, stretched his head to look at Silan, and then quickly crawled towards him.
"Mommy, Mommy."
Newborn Norbert probably only knows this one word.
"My dear child, Mommy's here."
Left with no other choice, Silan temporarily took on the role of a mother.
Picking Norbert up from the ground, the little guy rubbed his head against his fingers.
Silan got the Dragon Heart Grass from Professor Sprout during Herbology earlier.
This herb has an extremely strong Dragon scent, which only Dragons can smell, and it's enough to fool newborn Dragons.
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Wow, it's gone up so much all of a sudden.
Norbert is such a good boy to his mother!
Silan readily accepted her new identity.
Experience points are so incredibly valuable.
The first week after a baby dragon hatches is the most vulnerable and also the most docile period. Its aggressive and irritable nature has not yet awakened, and it will be more inclined to stay close to the creatures around it.
The only time to tame Dragon is during this period.
Silan decided that she would come every day for the next few days to brainwash Norbert, hoping to tame him.
Hagrid stood to the side, panting heavily, looking at Silan with a surprised expression.
Norbert was just raging and tearing the house apart, but now he's become so well-behaved.
Looking at Norbert lying in Silan's arms, Hagrid felt a little itchy, and he rubbed his hands together nervously.
"Silan, um... how did you do it?"
"Dragon Heart Grass." Silan took out the Dragon Heart Grass from her outer robe pocket and explained, "This herb has the scent of Dragons. If you crush the leaves and apply them to your body, newborn dragons will mistake you for one of their own."
"This... can I...?"
Hagrid spoke hesitantly, clearly showing great interest in the Dragon Heart Grass.
"Of course, it's yours." Silan handed the Dragon Heart Grass to Hagrid.
"Thank you. But this must be very valuable, right?" Hagrid held the Dragon Heart Grass as if it were a thin needle.
"Not bad, probably worth about 10 Galleons."
"Ten Galleons?!" Hagrid's eyes widened. "How about I trade you something?"
"Alright."
"Great! Take whatever you want from here," Hagrid said readily, "Except for that bucket of chicken blood brandy, that's Norbert's food."
Silan's gaze fell on the Unicorn Tail Hair that Norbert had just torn apart.
"Let's choose this one."
"Really? This blanket is already ruined."
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Hagrid sighed with emotion. Silan was such an honest man; he only wanted a broken blanket.
She's just too kind.
Actually, Silan had noticed it earlier; the blanket had only been torn by Norbert, but was still largely intact.
We can take it apart later and pick out the Unicorn Tail Hairs that are in good condition; we can sell them for a good amount of money then.
What's more, he could also earn Hagrid's gratitude.
Killing two birds with one stone, they've already profited.
Hagrid eagerly plucked a leaf from the Dragon Heart Grass, crushed it, rubbed it in his palm, and asked, "Can I hug you?"
"Sure."
Hagrid carefully took Norbert from the little Dragon, his eyes blurred with tears, and cried out, "Norbert, Norbert, where's Mommy? Mommy's here!"
Hagrid shook his arm, coaxing the little Dragon in his arms like a baby.
"You can feed Norbert some fresh mutton later," Silan suggested from the side.
"Are you sure it's okay to feed him these?" Hagrid asked hesitantly. "I remember the book saying that he should drink chicken blood brandy at this age, and that he shouldn't be fed solid food for another week."
Silan shook his head. "You must have gotten all this knowledge from the book 'Dragon Breeding for Pleasure and Profit'."
"You know that?" Hagrid, somewhat surprised.
"That book is comprehensive, but it's outdated." Silan looked at the copy of * Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them* that she had borrowed for Hagrid from the library. "You definitely haven't read the book I lent you."
"Otherwise you would know that Dragons like the Hungarian Horntail and the Norwegian Ridgeback can eat normally after hatching, since they are born with teeth."
Hagrid blinked, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. Don't worry, Silan, I'll take good care of it."
Seeing Hagrid's happy expression, Silan had to pour cold water on his enthusiasm, saying with a serious face, "Hagrid, there's something I must tell you beforehand."
"What's the problem?"
Seeing Silan's serious expression, Hagrid also became a little nervous.