; said hagrid. harry noticed him glance
at the fire. harry looked at it, too.
”hagrid -- whats that?”
but he already k was. i of the fire,
uhe kettle, was a huge, black egg.
”ah,” said hagrid, fiddling nervously with his beard, ”thats
er...”
”where did you get it, hagrid?” said r over the fire
to get a closer look at the egg. ”it mustve cost you a fortune.”
”won it,” said hagrid. ”las night. i was down in the
village havin a few drinks an got into a game o cards with a
strahie glad ter get rid of it, ter be ho.”
”but what are you going to do with it when its hatched?” said
hermione.
”well, ive bin doin some readin , said hagrid, pulling a
large book from under his pillow. ”got this outta the library --
drag for pleasure and profit -- its a bit outta date,
o course, but its all ihe egg in the fire, cause
their mothers breathe on i em, see, aches, feed it
o o brah blood every half hour. an
see here -- hnize diffrent eggs -- what i got theres
a neback. theyre rare, them.”
he looked very pleased with himself, but hermione didnt.
”hagrid, you live in a wooden house,” she said.
but hagrid wasnt listening. he was humming merrily as he stoked
the fire.
so now they had somethio worry about: what might happen
to hagrid if anyone found out he was hiding an illegal dragon in his
hut. ”wos like to have a peaceful life,” ron sighed, as
evenihey struggled through all the extra homework
they were getting. hermione had now started making study schedules
for harry and ron, too. it was drivis.
theime, hedwig brought harry ae
from hagrid. he had written only two words: its hatg.
roy and ght down to the
hut. hermione would.
”hermione, how many times in our lives are we going to see a
dragon hatg?”