Hagrid's over-indulgence made Ivan a little tired, because his plan to brush up his favorability had been seriously frustrated.

Under his diligent feeding, Noble grew to the size of half a table, and still looked arrogant and irascible at the beginning.

And in order to brush up on the good feeling, Ivan can be said to have exhausted all methods, including but not limited to rubbing Nober's bath, shoveling, feeding, etc...

even caught fish and grilled fish in person, and after the operation of this string, the goodwill did not brush much, and the level of barbecue cooking has improved a lot.

In the systematic knowledge theory column, there is also a second-level skill called cooking, plus Ivan secretly added a little stimulating potion to enhance the sense of taste, and for a while grilled fish became Norber's favorite food.

In addition to the routine demolition of the house all day, Noble spent most of his time leisurely lying on the fire by the fire, waiting for Ivan to open his mouth lazily when the fish was ready, waiting for Ivan to automatically bring the food to his mouth.

After several times of Huairou to no avail, Ivan couldn't bear it anymore and decided to have something hard!

Otherwise, as Noble grew in size, Ivan doubted that he would be able to subdue it.

......

"Clear water is like a spring!"

On a sunny afternoon, when Noble was happily burning his house, Ivan went straight to the water like a spring.

The stream of water that appeared out of thin air smashed directly into Noble's dragon face, and the bear child, who had not been hit since birth, was directly stunned, and the fire that spit out from his mouth was extinguished in his mouth before it could be spewed out.

"Huh~" Noble, who felt that his authority was being challenged, let out a childish dragon groan after a short period of confusion, and then flicked his tail and rushed towards Ivan.

Ivan waved his wand freely, and the wooden planks underneath cracked and deformed and stuck Noble's limbs, and then Ivan activated the torn sheets into hemp rope and bound the big mouth that was ready to breathe fire. and then use the deformed collar to contain its fateful neck...

Noble, who was originally fierce, now has no deterrent power except to fan his wings on the spot.

Only then did Ivan pull up his cuffs and step forward,

"Let you breathe fire! Let you tear up the furniture! Makes you a picky eater! Makes you grow so fast... Tell you to sleep..."

Ivan vented all the anger he had for more than half a month, and punched Noble on the head one after another, fortunately, because he was born not long ago, Noble's body was still wrinkled and thick, although Ivan's punch was a little painful, but it was still acceptable.

After some venting, Ivan stopped panting, while Noble flapped his wings aggrievedly, not understanding why he was suddenly beaten.

Relieved of his mood a bit, Ivan took advantage of Hagrid's absence to try the "Dragon Breeding Manual" that he had read before, and there were tips on taming young dragons.

The first step is to establish authority!

At the very least, the dragon trainer should not be tied to food in the eyes of the dragon, and it is better to make it understand that it is in the position of a subordinate.

Generally speaking, when the two sides are eye-to-eye and the fire dragon is afraid to retreat, authority is initially established.

Ivan did as soon as he thought of it, and immediately stared at Noble, who couldn't move.

Even in order to increase his ferocity, Ivan deliberately bared his teeth and grinned, just staring at it for a few minutes, Ivan's eyes were so sour, and Noble was still like that.

Could it be that something went wrong?

Ivan tilted his head and looked at the mirror not far away, through the mirror, Ivan saw his appearance at this time, it didn't seem to be vicious at all, and even inexplicably a little cute?

Ivan sighed, it's not his fault that he's handsome....

In this regard, Ivan had no choice but to use the Transfiguration Charm to temporarily create a two-handed sword more than one meter long and hold it high in the air, the sharp double-sided blade faintly flashed with cold light, and with an evil smile on his face, he walked towards Noble step by step.

Of course, the two-handed greatsword is just a spectacle, and the inside is actually completely hollow, otherwise Ivan would not have been able to hold it.

But Noble didn't know this, and watched Ivan's figure with his greatsword get closer and closer, desperately trying to struggle, creaking the floor that bound his limbs.

Ivan deliberately slowed down his walking speed, killing Noble's irritable temperament, and when he walked in front of him, Ivan hesitated to really cut it, Noble decisively confessed....

Ivan nodded with satisfaction, put down the pretending greatsword, and then he could gradually train Noble's obedience.

Thinking that he had worked hard for so long and had achieved nothing, Ivan was angry for a while, if he knew that it was so smooth, why would he be a shovel officer for so many days.

"Noble, get down."

A few hours later, Ivan shouted to the young dragon not far away, Noble reluctantly fell down, and Ivan threw the grilled fish on the table.

Noble ate the fragrant grilled fish and smashed his mouth in frustration, even though the rope on his mouth had been untied, Noble wisely did not try to burn the demon in front of him with a breathing fire.

Because the experience of the previous failures told him that the demon in front of him had mastered the farthest distance of its fire, so not only was it useless, but he would also suffer various punishments.

Watching Noble obey the order and start eating the food he was given, Ivan's heart was full of a sense of accomplishment, and it was in vain that he had been practicing the same command all afternoon...

Seeing that it was almost dark, Ivan estimated that Hagrid was about to return, and waved his wand to lift the transfiguration spell that bound Noble's limbs.

Noble also stayed where he was, and he didn't have the appearance of rushing up in a rage before, because the two-handed sword more than a meter long was still quietly placed within Ivan's reach.

Sure enough, less than two minutes after Ivan lifted the spell, there was a sound of fangs outside the hut, followed by a push on the door, and Hagrid's big face with a strange beard appeared in front of the door.

"Ivan, is Noble okay today?" Hagrid asked casually.

Ivan was about to answer, when he saw Noble suddenly rush towards Hagrid with his wings fluttering as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and the goose-egg-sized dragon's eyes were full of tears of grievance, like a young beast that had been bullied outside and returned to its mother's arms.

"Oh, Noble, good boy," Hagrid was in disbelief for the first time he had experienced this treatment, and only realized that something was wrong when he saw the big tears dripping from the corners of Noble's eyes and the bruises on his face.

"You actually hit it, oh my God, it's a baby who hasn't reached the full moon!" Hagrid reached out and touched Nobel's fangy head, distressed.