Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

On the fifth floor of Hogwarts Castle, Jody was stunned for a while against an empty wall.

He was unable to find the place he was looking for in the end.

Fortunately, there are some places other places that are unwilling to approach.

For example, a certain floor full of water was left unattended, and the bathroom that was disrepaired was dirty and messy.

"Yo, let's see. A freshman." The translucent ghost found Jody through the compartment. "Hey, this is a girl's bathroom. It's not a place for you to visit."

Jody stepped on the water on the ground, "I thought this was your room."

"You're right to say that." Myrtle seemed quite proud.

"The bathroom is not repaired, the crying Myrtle. It's quite suitable, and it seems to have some rhyme." Jody smiled wickedly, "My God what they said is true, why do you want to bottle the beer?

Wear the bottom on your head.”

"What? This is not a beer bottle! You are rude..."

"But it's not bad, why did I remember to come over and see it seriously? It's exactly the same as the rumor."

"What rumors?" Yao Jinniang widened her eyes nervously, looking angry.

"Ugly, pitiful and dejected Yao Jinniang..."

"I'm not ugly! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Well, fortunately no one uses this bathroom. However, the real version of Myrtle looks younger than in the movie, and I don’t know if she can use the name of the female version of Harry.

As he quickly approached the nearest compartment, Jodi closed the door vigilantly and took out the small package warmed by his body temperature from under his clothes.

After quickly untiing it, he took out the pistol with oil and held it in his hand from the cloth bag.

"Damn it, Robert, where did you get this thing!" Jody couldn't help but mutter.

Browning m1935, caliber, 9mm, magazine capacity 13 rounds. It is said that Harry Potter's Light Wheel 2000 was the top player in the wizarding world back then. At this time, the Browning Power Automatic Pistol in his hand was in front of the contemporary world.

ten!

The only question is how can I withstand the recoil of this large-caliber monster.

Open the magazine and naturally saw that there was a full of bullets. Flipping over the dirty rag, Jody saw the 'instructions' pieced together by Robert using some words he knew, most of which were

Some ugly simple drawings include how to open insurance and shoot and load.

Jody couldn't hold back the smile on her face, but she felt something pressing on her throat, and she couldn't breathe.

He tied the gun close to his body with a cloth strip and hung it under his armpit as he had seen in the movie. Jody was wondering when he had to find a way to make a more serious pistol hood.

Yao Jinniang didn't know that the sewer pipe was blocked and the troubled, so Jodi walked out of the bathroom without caring about it.

The students have almost gotten up, and after breakfast, they have to take the first magic class in their lives.

"Jody!" Gibbs greeted this roommate who was full of mystery.

Jody sat down and ate a bite of bread with satisfaction. She didn't know what the rye baguettes sold were like, and whether they were treated well as food to get the treatment they deserved.

"What was our first class? I remember it should be a spell class?"

"Yes, Professor Flevy teaches this course, what he taught on the first day of today should be meaningless."

"What?" It seemed as if he had already known this.

Gibbs shrugged, "In the first class, I usually correct the posture of holding a magic wand and some basic things. I have practiced these a long time ago, and even the day before school started, my dad forced me to practice the fire curse in the yard.

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Is it the same as correcting the pen holding and sitting posture before learning to write? Jody felt a little more of a sense of crisis. He really needed a room for practicing mantras so that he could learn by himself as soon as possible.

It’s not that I think I am smart enough to learn by myself, but that I have already determined that the teaching pace here must be slow.

At least this must be the case in the lower grades.

In fact, this is true. Flevi spent most of the class and patiently correcting everyone's postures, almost teaching them one by one.

This reflects some bad side effects of previewing in advance, that is, these guys who have learned content in advance become more distracted during class.

"No, relax your wrists a little." Gibbs whispered to help Jody, the helper, quickly grasped the tricks. Slytherin was obliged to master these basics faster than others.

Jody is not very stupid. After correcting it a few times, she mastered a little trick.

Professor Flevy habitually made a quick look between Slytherin, "Oh my God, Mr. Roll... I have taught you more than a dozen people in two generations, and almost everyone has the same gesture error, although I know you

I won’t change it, but at least please use an extra finger to pinch the wand during class!”

When he walked to Jody, hesitated for a moment and just reminded him softly, "I can barely pass the test, but I still need to practice more, Mr. Joyce."

"Okay, then next is pronunciation! Pronunciation is very important for you beginners. I don't want anyone to be stabbed into heaven by their magic because of mispronunciation of syllables, although we have some protection in Hogwarts.

Measures, but there are precedents that threaten life by one's own mistakes..."

...

On the way to the next class, Jody gently muttered the syllables.

"You learned very quickly." Gibbs next to him corrected his pronunciation. "If I could have mastered it so easily, my father wouldn't have punished me to copy the family precepts."

"Then how old were you when you studied?"

Gibbs wrinkled his face, "Well... seven years old, maybe earlier."

Jodi thought to himself that if you could have the concentration of my current life at the age of seven, you would be a child prodigy. The reason why I was so focused was trained to survive in my previous life.

The magic spell casting in the hp world interprets magic control into two parts: gesture and syllable. Sometimes strong emotional mobilization is needed to assist in casting.

As far as Jody knows, silent casting and casting from the magic wand can be achieved. So can it be understood that the current casting mode is just the optimal solution currently studied?

Jody was not so arrogant that she thought she could easily refute what had been accumulated over hundreds of years. The magic school had already dismantled the casting in more detail, so the next thing to do was to practice.

Then, the question revolves around. Where should I find a suitable practice room? Do I really want to borrow Myrtle's territory?

Jody's eyes turned to the grass outside the corridor, which was the first floor corridor and they were rushing to the greenhouse to study the next potion class. The greenhouse was right in front of him, and behind the greenhouse was the small house guarded by the hunting ground.

And the deep forbidden forest behind the house.