Wow, Hagrid Had a Dragon Egg

Harry and the other two were speechless. The four of them decided to keep a closer eye on Quirrell.

Over the following weeks, Quirrell looked paler and paler. Hermione and the others often went with Muya to check on Fluffy.

To Muya's surprise, Hermione had actually started revising already. Merlin, there were still ten weeks until the exams! Hermione had even made them a revision schedule.

Muya: What was one supposed to do with an overachieving friend?

During the Easter holidays, Muya nearly went mad looking at the huge pile of assigned homework. Luckily, with Shalian and the others' help, she managed to finish some of her written assignments.

Then she went to the Room of Requirement with the Weasley twins to work on a new product.

"We're planning to make an alchemical item. They haven't started teaching it to you yet, Mya Mu, so just help us pass things over!" After Muya had caught the two developing Nosebleed Nougat in the Room of Requirement last time and been so frightened by the huge pool of blood they had lost that she made them float to the School Hospital, the two of them had decided to practice alchemy lately.

"What are you making?" Muya asked as she placed the materials on the table.

"A little ornament." The two exchanged a smile, then got to work. After three hours, the ornament was only thirty percent complete. It seemed to be rather difficult.

As the weather warmed, the surface of the Black Lake had completely thawed. Muya borrowed a hoe from Hagrid and expanded her vegetable patch. Although the other students were curious about this plot of land planted with strange things, no one damaged it, because Muya had put up a sign that read: "—Dumbledore's Vegetable Garden."

Dumbledore himself had tacitly approved of it, since he always liked to pick fresh fruit and vegetables from the garden to eat.

This time, she planted tomatoes, watermelons, potatoes, and grapes. Harry's trio and Hagrid came to help.

After planting the vegetables, Muya tried riding Harry's Nimbus 2000. She found that she got dizzy as soon as she flew high up. Hermione concluded that Muya might be afraid of heights. Oh, that was truly awful.

They had only played for a little while before Hermione dragged her off to the library. There was certainly nothing wrong with starting revision early, but Hermione even sighed that she should have started revising a month ago.

Sigh. Muya simply did not understand. Even for the college entrance exams, she had always crammed at the last minute.

On the last day of the holiday, Muya came to an empty classroom. She had come to revise spells, but unexpectedly, someone else was there too.

"Hi, Theodore. What potion are you brewing?" Muya asked, hugging her spellbook as she moved closer to Theodore.

Theodore had just stopped stirring. "Good afternoon, Mya Mu. I'm brewing Felix Felicis."

"Wow, I've heard Professor Snape talk about it. I hope you succeed." Muya glanced at the bubbling cauldron and sighed inwardly. As expected of genius Theodore—he was already brewing such a difficult potion.

Theodore checked the time and resumed stirring. "Go practice your spells. You don't need to... keep watching me."

Muya gave an "Eh?" "How did you know?"

"Because you're holding a book and a wand," Theodore replied calmly.

"Theodore, you're so observant!" After saying that, Muya darted aside to practice her spells.

Once Muya felt tired from practicing, she said goodbye to Theodore and left the classroom. She planned to go to the library to see how Hermione and the others were doing. Hopefully Hermione would not make her memorize the twelve uses of dragon blood.

After Muya left, Theodore stopped what he was doing and looked at the cauldron. "Failed again." He cleaned up the ruined potion and left as well.

The moment Muya entered the library, she spotted Hagrid. It could not be helped—Hagrid was simply too conspicuous. He was holding a book and had his back to Muya as he spoke with someone. Muya guessed it had to be Hermione and the others.

"Hey, Hagrid." Muya tugged on Hagrid's coat. "Are you looking for information?"

"Oh, it's Mya Mu." Hagrid, who had been tense just moments ago, immediately relaxed. He had thought some other young wizard had overheard what they were discussing.

"Oh, Mya Mu, you're finally here." It was the first time Hermione's trio had spoken so perfectly in unison. Harry and Ron looked like they wanted to cry, while Hermione was smiling.

Hagrid seized the chance to go look for more books. Ron went to see what books Hagrid was looking for, and a minute later, he returned carrying a huge stack.

He lowered his voice. "Dragons! Hagrid's looking up information about dragons: British and Irish Dragons, From Dragon Egg to Hell, Dragon Keeping Guide." Ron held them up one by one for them to see.

Harry spoke up. "Hagrid once said he'd always wanted a dragon."

Ron sat down and continued, "But keeping a dragon privately is illegal, and dragons are hard to tame. You should see the places where Charlie got burned by dragons."

"Ron, is Charlie your brother too? Is he a dragon tamer?" Muya looked at Ron curiously. She had never even seen a picture of a dragon before!

"Oh, yes, that's right."

"What exactly does Hagrid want with those books?" Hermione asked.

"Let's go take a look." As soon as Muya said it, Harry and Ron were eager to try.

Unfortunately, Hermione gave her a look. "Oh, that won't do. You haven't been here long. Let's study a little more." Hermione pushed her book in front of Muya.

Muya, Ron, and Harry: Not hehe.

Only after Muya had recited the uses of dragon blood three times did Hermione finally nod. The four of them left the library together and headed for Hagrid's hut.

When they reached Hagrid's yard, they saw that every curtain in the hut had been drawn tightly shut, making it seem as though no one was home. Still, they went up and knocked on Hagrid's door.

Hagrid called, "Who's there?" and came to open the door. When he saw the four of them, he cautiously let them inside before closing the door behind them.

Once inside, they found the hut unbearably hot. Winter was already over, yet Hagrid had lit the fire and drawn the curtains.

"What are you lot doing here?" Hagrid's eyes darted about, and he kept glancing toward a certain spot.

"Hagrid, what's that black thing in the fire?" Muya pointed and asked.

"Oh, that's—" Hagrid rubbed his hands guiltily.

"Where did you get it, Hagrid?" Ron said, crouching beside the fire to examine the large egg closely. "It must have cost a fortune!"

Muya and the others also went over and crouched down to look at the egg.

"I won it," Hagrid continued. "Last night, I was drinking in the village and playing cards with a stranger. To be honest, he probably couldn't wait to get rid of it."