Chapter 57: How to Deal with a Dog's Loss of Appetite
Chapter 57: How to Deal with a Dog's Loss of Appetite
Who in the wizarding world would refuse to raise a dragon? Hagrid, for sure, wouldn't. As for his temper... Well, that's just how kids are, a bit mischievous.
Being rejected by the Romanian Dragon Reserve only proves that those people are incompetent. Look at how skinny they are, like firewood sticks. How could they possibly raise a dragon well?
"Well then, if you become a professor..."
"No problem!" Before Kyle could finish his sentence, Hagrid waved his hand and said, "I agree to the bet."
He didn't even consider whether Kyle could convince Newt or if Dumbledore would allow a dragon into Hogwarts; he just agreed outright.
Perhaps fearing that Kyle might change his mind, Hagrid quickened his pace, leading the three of them, who were now jogging, to the vicinity of the Moonstruck Beast's cave.
"You can stay here, but don't go any further."
Hagrid turned around and spoke to the three of them seriously, "The Moonstruck Beast's dance is very exhausting, so they must get enough sleep during the day. Therefore, you must keep your movements as quiet as possible."
Conna and Cedric silently nodded, then curiously looked at the tent-like caves.
Why wasn't Kyle with them? It's just the Moonstruck Beast, which he had seen countless times at Newt's place.
His attention was now focused on the Guardian Trees surrounding them.
Compared to other places, the Guardian Trees here were exceptionally tall, thick, and long.
Kyle walked up and knocked on the tree trunk, which sounded solid.
Seeing Kyle's action, Hagrid explained in a low voice, "Because the Moonstruck Beast steps on its own feces, the Guardian Trees usually grow very well where they are.
By the way, this is also the nest of the Tree Wraith."
Kyle looked up and soon saw countless "little green sprouts" on the Guardian Trees.
This was consistent with what Newt had seen in that magical box, where the Tree Wraith and the Moonstruck Beast were neighbors.
Kyle picked up a stick from the ground and asked, "Hagrid, can I collect some branches?"
"Sure, but what do you want them for?"
"Just some ideas."
...
When they emerged from the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid had a large bundle of dry branches in his hand.
Kyle had intended to use the Floating Charm to carry them away, but Hagrid thought it was too troublesome and volunteered to help.
After leaving the Forbidden Forest, Cedric had to go to class, so he returned to the castle ahead of the others.
Kyle and Conna stayed behind.
Unlike the last time, Hagrid enthusiastically invited them to his cabin.
As they entered the room, a large black dog rushed towards them, wagging its tail so hard it was almost like an electric fan.
Kyle hugged the dog's head and gave it a good rub, almost making its eyes roll.
The dog's fur felt really nice.
"Alright, Great Dane, come here."
At that moment, Hagrid placed a bowl of grayish-brown mush on the ground, and Great Dane immediately rushed over, burying its head in the bowl.
Hagrid patted its head, "Slow down, there's more if you need it."
Taking advantage of this moment, Kyle looked around.
There was only one room, with hams and wild chickens hanging from the ceiling, a copper kettle boiling water in the fireplace, and a large bed in the corner with a quilt made of patched cloth.
It looked rather ordinary, even a bit shabby.
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However, Kyle noticed that the ham's raw material was Tubby Pig, and the "rope" used to hang it was white and bright, as if it had been twisted from some kind of silk.
Preliminary speculation suggested that it was likely the silk of the Eight-Eyed Spider.
There were also the cushions they were sitting on—made from Unicorn hair, although not all of it was tail hair, it was still a luxurious item.
Regardless, this was the first time Kyle had ever sat on such expensive cushions.
After Hagrid sat down, Kyle took the initiative to introduce himself to him, "This is Conna, and the one who just left was Cedric. We're all from Hufflepuff, but Cedric is in his second year."
"Hello."
Hagrid was delighted to greet Conna and handed her and Kyle a piece of rock-bread from a nearby plate. "You must be hungry. How's my cooking?"
When Conna took the rock-bread, she suddenly felt its weight in her hand, as if she were holding a brick.
Her eyes twitched slightly, wisely choosing not to put it in her mouth.
Kyle also didn't eat it, but he asked Hagrid for another piece, saying he would share it with Cedric later.
Hagrid was thrilled and generously gave Kyle the entire plate of rock-bread, telling him he could come back for more if it wasn't enough.
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However, Kyle only took two pieces and put them in his pocket.
He definitely wasn't going to eat it, even if the rock-bread tasted good, his teeth weren't strong enough to enjoy it.
But keeping it for self-defense was a good idea.
Recently, Snape had been tormenting him to the point of mental exhaustion. If he ever lost control, using this to smash Snape's head would be a decent option.
No, it should be said that he offered food to Professor Snape, but the latter simply didn't catch it.
Taking the plate back from Kyle, Hagrid looked at him, a bit embarrassed, and said, "I have a dog, but lately, it's been so listless and has no appetite. What's going on?"
Kyle subconsciously glanced at Great Dane, who was eating like crazy.
Listless? No appetite?
If he remembered correctly, this was already the second bowl, right?
"Not Great Dane." Seeing Kyle's puzzled expression, Hagrid explained, "It's another dog."
"Oh..."
With that, Kyle understood. Hagrid was talking about the Three-Headed Dog.
He looked around again but didn't find any trace of Liwen.
"Didn't I already tell you?" Kyle turned around and said, "Just release it into the Forbidden Forest."
"I did, but it didn't work." Hagrid's voice sounded a bit aggrieved, "It did get better in the forest, but as soon as it returns here, it becomes listless again."
...
Kyle was speechless.
Hagrid's understanding ability was truly unique; he thought he was just asking about dog care?
"Hagrid, the Three-Headed Dog..."
"It's just one head! Just one head!"
Kyle took a deep breath, ignoring Hagrid's frantic denial, and continued, "The Three-Headed Dog is a massive creature by nature. They feel extremely oppressed in low and confined environments."
"It's not cramped here," Hagrid muttered.
"That's just from your perspective," Kyle patiently explained. "In just one year, the Three-Headed Dog will grow to be three meters tall, and its body length will exceed five meters. By then, it won't even be able to turn around comfortably here."
(End of Chapter)
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