"You need to understand, Norwegian Ridgeback grows incredibly fast," Silan said, gesturing with her hand as she looked at Norbert. "In just one week, it could grow to three times its current size."
"It will be almost fully capable of breathing fire in about a month, and this is a wooden hut. Plus, it's too small."
Silan's voice was filled with worry. "If someone finds out, not only will Norbert be sent away, but you'll probably be punished too."
"Why would they do this!" Hagrid roared angrily. "Norbert is such a cute little thing!"
Silan felt a headache coming on.
These Magical Creatures might be considered cute little Giant to Hagrid, a Half-blood- giant, but to ordinary people, they are deadly monsters.
But if Hagrid could say something like that, Silan could understand.
Now he just keeps dragons in his house.
Before being expelled from Hogwarts, he dared to keep Werewolf cubs under his bed in his dormitory and Acromantulas in his cupboard.
To put it bluntly, Hagrid was, in some ways, a huge dangerous element.
The Weasley Twins Bludger much more dangerous than the other two.
"That's for you, Hagrid," Silan explained helplessly. "Your little darlings are too dangerous for many people."
"Then, what should we do?"
Hagrid, perhaps sensing something terrible from Silan's words, asked somewhat nervously.
"The first week after hatching is when baby dragons are most docile and easiest to tame."
Silan sat in a chair, the flickering firelight illuminating half his face. "Let me tame the dragon for the next week, make it more obedient, and then we can release it into the Forbidden Forest."
The Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts is large enough to contain Magical Creatures ranging from X-level to XXXXX-level.
As long as Norbert doesn't wander off and fly around recklessly, hiding in the Forbidden Forest shouldn't be too difficult.
"You can tame dragons?" Hagrid was genuinely surprised now.
Dragon are undoubtedly quite dangerous Magical Creatures; almost all species of Dragon are naturally aggressive and difficult to tame.
"Give it a try; young dragons are the most susceptible," Silan said.
Newly hatched Dragon haven't yet developed any solid understanding, so intervention at this stage is most likely to be successful.
Even if domestication is ultimately unsuccessful, it will still provide a significant amount of experience for the Animal Bloodline.
This is Silan's main objective.
"Thank you, Silan, thank you so much!" Hagrid put Norbert in the basket and grasped Silan's hand with some emotion.
"You're welcome. Also, I suggest you seal up the windows to prevent others from finding out. Of course, remember to seal them from the inside," Silan suggested.
"Of course," Hagrid nodded repeatedly. "You're right."
After standing still for a couple of seconds, he carefully pushed open the door and went out to find some planks to seal the windows.
After Hagrid left, only Silan and Norbert were left in the room.
Silan sat in the chair and fed it some strips of fresh lamb.
Even though it was a newly hatched Dragon, Norbert's teeth were still sharp, and he easily chewed up and swallowed the mutton.
Soon, all the mutton that Silan had brought was used up.
The little Dragon flicked its tail, let out a satisfied burp, and exhaled a ring of black smoke from its mouth, just like a smoke ring.
Silan scratched its chin with its finger.
The little guy lay on the table, rubbing his head against Silan's fingers, looking quite lazy.
Taming dragons is a rather troublesome task.
Often, even if Dragon is successfully tamed during its juvenile stage, it will still lose control once it reaches adulthood.
Moreover, conventional dragon taming methods involve too much learning time and time cost.
This is not a good option for Silan.
While teasing the little Dragon with her finger, Silan frowned and began to think.
Norwegian Ridgeback could speak right after hatching, and given its rapid growth rate, it should have been able to converse very soon.
In that case, brainwashing would have to start from a young age.
Instill some "correct" ideas in it.
The little Dragon got sleepy after eating, and lay down on the table, its head nodding, looking like it was about to fall asleep.
Silan poked it. "How can you sleep at your age?"
You should know that you've been born for an hour.
"It's almost a day now, right? Since it's already a day, the week is almost over. Rounding up, it's practically a month. A month has passed, how far are we from adulthood?"
The newborn Dragon Norbert half-closed his eyes, looked up at Silan, and looked completely bewildered.
Silan looked at it with exasperation and tapped its head. "You're almost an adult Dragon, and all you do is eat and sleep, sleep and eat. How can that be right?"
Have you thought about your future?
Norbert clicked his tongue twice but didn't say anything.
"Look, look, they just stay silent when faced with a difficult question."
Silan looked heartbroken.
"Let me tell you, the current situation is tough. Those wild dragons out there are starving and nobody wants them, while you have no worries about food and drink; you've already won at the starting line."
"But don't get too cocky, you still have to keep going."
"Your most pressing needs right now are to learn to breathe fire, then learn to fly, and then eat more to get yourself fat and strong. After that, work for me for hundreds of years, and life will be much better, won't it?"
If Hagrid were here, he'd probably berate Silan as even worse than the miser Grandet.
Norbert is still a child!
But Silan doesn't think so.
Because children must win at the starting line!
But since we've already won at the starting line, we have to keep winning.
Silan looked worried and hesitant, saying, "I won't say more. Just think about it when you can't sleep."
"I'm doing this all for your own good!"
Norbert seemed to be drunk, shaking his head and feeling dizzy. It appeared that he had received too much information, which his brain couldn't process.
Hagrid came in carrying the plank and saw Norbert looking dejected, so he was a little worried.
What's wrong with it?
"It's nothing," Silan said calmly. "It's just a little sleepy."
"Oh, then let it sleep."
Hagrid nodded, without thinking much, pulled a toolbox from under his bed, and began nailing planks to the window.
Although Norbert is still young and doesn't understand these words yet, Silan believes that as long as they continue to work hard...
It will surely understand its good intentions.
"Get some rest. I'll be back tomorrow," Silan said to Norbert with a smile.
Norbert let out a cry, then his head lolled to the side on the table, and he fell into a deep sleep.
But its wings would flutter from time to time, as if it were practicing flying in its dream.
"I'm leaving now, Hagrid. I'll come back to train the dragon tomorrow."
Silan greeted Hagrid, then turned back to look at Norbert as she reached the door, smiling broadly.
Norbert, who was fast asleep, suddenly shuddered and folded his wings to wrap himself up tightly.