Ch.26

As a surprise,Quirrell turns out being than they thought, in the weeks that followed he did seem to be getting paler and thinner, but it didn't look as though he'd cracked yet.

Every time they passed the third-floor corridor, Harry, Ron, Key,and Hermione would press their ears to the door to check that Fluffy was still growling inside.

Snape was sweeping about in his usual bad temper, which surely meant that the Stone was still safe.

Whenever Harry passed Quirrell these days he gave him an encouraging sort of smile, and Ron had started telling people off for laughing at Quirrell's stutter.

Hermione, however, had more on her mind than the Sorcerer's Stone. She had started drawing up study schedules and colorcoding all her notes. Harry and Ron wouldn't have minded, but she kept nagging themto do the same.

"Hermione, the exams are ages away", Ron replied.

"Ten weeks", Hermione snapped. "That's not ages, that's like a second to Nicolas Flamel".

"But we're not six hundred years old", Ron reminded her. "Anyway, what are you studying for, you already know it A".

"What am I studying for? Are you crazy? You realize we need to pass these exams to get into the second year? They're very important, I should have started studying a month ago, I don't know what's gotten in tome... ", reacted Hermione,

Unfortunately, the teachers seemed to be thinking along the same lines as Hermione. They piled so much homework on them that the Easter holidays weren't nearly as much fun as the Christmas ones.

It was hard to relax with Hermione next to you reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood or practicing wandmovements.

Moaning and yawning, Harry and Ron spent most of their free time in the library with her, trying to get through all their extra work.

"I'll never remember this", Ron burst out one afternoon, throwing down his quill and looking longinglyout of the library window.

It was the first really fine day they'd had in months.

For most of the days, Makai and Key are stay together like studying,going to the classes, and seem to have less nightmares.

None of the faes seem to going to any danger,classes seem pretty normal.

Speaking of the classes, The fae class had charms centered around it, so it would be safe.

The faes learn about an old tale about a fae who created rare plants that was planted in Qawiliar. Those plants were one of the things to protect the school,the fae who created the plants is Yamada.

Yamada were one of the teachers at the fae school,she taught history, even though she had powers over nature; she was more fascinated by history.

Yamanda was so fascinated by history that she wrote Faes and Witches: Family or Enemies, The guardian of the mountains,and Animals who are owned by faes.

Yamada is apart of the fourth generation of garden protectors who not only makes plants,but also help nurture,protect,and watch over nomaj's garden. The nomaj thanks the garden protectors by leaving a basket of food,and a letter.

Garden protectors were really kind,but didn't appreciate anybody dishonering them,so if that happens they would attack that person's crops,animals, and family, blighting and killing them.

Professor Walmore assigns her students to try to find out about their families, which she knew wouldn't be easy because Faes like keeping their identities secret.

The sky was a clear, forget-me-not blue, and there was a feeling in the air of summer coming.

Harry, who was looking up "Dittany" in One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, didn't look up until heheard

"Hagrid! What are you doing in the library?" Ron noticed.

Hagrid shuffled into view, hiding something behind his back. He looked very out of place in his moleskinovercoat.

"Jus' lookin', " said Hagrid, in a shifty voice that got their interest at once. "An' what're you lot up ter?" He looked suddenly suspicious.

"Yer not still lookin' fer Nicolas Flamel, are yeh?" Hagrid thought.

"Oh! we found out who he is ages ago" , Ron says impressively.

"And we know what that dog's guarding, it's a Sorcerer's St - - " Harry was about to tell Hagrid

"Shhhh!" Hagrid looked around quickly to see if anyone was listening.

"Don' go shoutin' about it, what's the matter with yeh?" Hagrid interrupted.

"There are a few things we wanted to ask you, as a matter of fact, " said Harry, "about what's guarding the Stone apart from Fluffy - - "

"SHHHH!" Hagrid repeated. "Listen - come an' see me later, I'm not promisin' I'll tell yeh anythin', mind, but don' go rabbitin' about it in here, students aren' s'pposed ter know. They'll think I've told yeh - - "

"See you later, then", replied Harry.

Hagrid shuffled off.

"What was he hiding behind his back?" asked Hermione thoughtfully. "Do you think it had anything to do with the Stone?"

"I'm going to see what section he was in", Ron told them, who'd had enough of working.

Ron came back aminute later with a pile of books in his arms and slammed them down on the table.

"Dragons!" Ron whispered. "Hagrid was looking up stuff about dragons! Look at these: Dragon Species of Great Britain and Ireland; From Egg to Inferno, A Dragon Keeper's Guide. "

"Hagrid's always wanted a dragon, he told me so the first time I ever met him" , Harry remembered.

"But it's against our laws", Ron explained . "Dragon breeding was outlawed by the Warlocks' Convention of 1709, everyone knows that. It's hard to stop Muggles from noticing us if we're keeping dragons in the backgarden - anyway, you can't tame dragons, it's dangerous. You should see the burns Charlie's got off wild ones in Romania. "

"But there aren't wild dragons in Britain?" Harry wondered.

"Of course there are, " Ron confirmed. "Common Welsh Green and Hebridean Blacks. The Ministry of Magic has a job hushing them up, I can tell you. Our kind have to keep putting spells on Muggles who've spotted them, to make them forget".

"So what on earth Hagrid up to?" asked Hermione.