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"Well it's quite simple here Hermione." Hagrid said after taking a great slurp of... something. "That there is a Pozoj. A great species of dragon. He's a bit of a ways away from home though."
"What do you mean?" I inquired. The little dragon stiffened upon arrival, probably because he could feel the magic barriers protecting Hogwarts. He has yet to relax, constantly peering about at the many knick-knacks Hagrid keeps in this hut.
"Well, the Pozoj usually are over in Slovenia, great snowy wasteland that is, and are rarely seen. They make their nests in the cores of mountains, twisting about and such. Wonder how a little babe even found it's way out without it's mama showing it." Hagrid scratched as his beard while pondering this.
"Maybe a breeder let some loose..." My voice faded as I looked up at the incredulous face Hagrid wore.
"Now Hermione, these Zmaj are exceptionally rare, three heads you see, when full grown, and are especially crafty. Not very brawny like the Norwegian Ridgeback, but mischievous. Crafty, like a Slytherin." He leaned more and more forward in his chair during this rant, only leaning back and relaxing when he was finished.
"Zmaj?" I questioned. My curiosity always tends to dictate my moves.
"Newer name for the dragon. People tend to get the mature and the adolescent dragons confused, and gave them different names."
"Oh"
"So you'll need to keep this one entertained. These dragons rarely throw tantrums, but when they do, they're destructive. This one seems to like you though. Like he understands you. Not surprising, since this species is so smart."
"So puzzles? Like finding treats?" I questioned.
"You're trying to entertain them! Not train them! Tell him a few brain teasers. People always think they're less intelligent" Hagrid broke off into grumbles.
I took this as my cue to leave. "Alright thanks Hagrid. I'll be sure to visit again."
"Wait Hermione, you need to keep him warm! He can't control his own fire yet, so he can't warm himself."
"Okay thanks again Hagrid!" The dragon crawled out of his hammock and perched himself so he was cradled in my arm, his broken wing splinted and magically fixed. I also recieved as bag of herbs from hagrid and some dead ferrets both me and the dragon turned our noses up at. Yet i still took them, and threw them in the woods when we got out of viewing range from Hagrid's window.
"Okay little guy, I decided you need a name." Big sparkling silver eyes gazed up at me, a deep green neck twisting for a better view. This is a brave little guy, like a Gryffindor.
"Leo!" I said snapping my fingers. I didn't notice as the dragon almost visibly deflated.