Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

Quirrell's handsome appearance became thinner, and Jody didn't recognize him at first sight.

The sunken cheeks looked even smaller against the large cloth bag on the top of the head, and the dark circles looked heavy. The strange smell of garlic juice and body odor lingered all over the body.

Before Jody had time to react, before Quirrell and Jody met with each other, Eddie discovered that the character in front of him was actually his teacher who came up to greet him exaggeratedly.

"Hey! Professor Quirrell, long time no see!"

"Ah, hey! Frank first, sir and... and?" Quirrell turned his gaze to Jody, looking puzzled.

He couldn't recognize himself.

"It's Professor Joyce! Jody Joyce! Just like me, he is a first-year student." Eddie patted Jody's shoulder carelessly.

"Yes, yes! Joy, Mr. Joyce, I'm sorry for me. I was a little injured during the summer vacation. There were some better things, and I can't remember them clearly." Quirrell stuttered for a long time.

Say everything.

Jody raised her head in confusion to look at Kilow's eyes, but only saw a faint doubt and apology on his face.

He really doesn't remember himself?

Is the world line so terrifying?

"Injured? You must have had a wonderful summer vacation~ Professor!" Eddie lured Qiluo and told some new things to adjust.

"No, not like you said, that's what the process is quite a shame, embarrassing. I was first sucked, attacked by vampires, and then entangled by a group of swamp witches. Oh! Don't, don't let me think about those...

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Jody quickly turned her face away before Kilower paid attention to her to prevent her expression from being exposed.

Fortunately, he is usually a guy with a good mentality.

Since there was no way to talk too much, Eddie simply said goodbye to the professor.

Jody pretended to be thinking about something to avoid looking at Quirrell, while Yu Guang kept looking at Quirrell's current Quirrell. He was as thin as if he had been made up by dry firewood.

What did you experience in the days you couldn’t see?

With his back on his body, Kiro hurriedly left.

Of course there is a reason why he would make him so staggering that he almost hit a passerby. Malfoy, who was at the source of the riot, was naturally the reason.

At this time, he was whispering to communicate with the great consciousness that was on his body.

The sound from under his heavy turban was low and hoarse, as if there were snakes' screams from time to time, "We just saw him visiting Snape yesterday, and today I saw him coming to such a place...

Malfoy, you are really doing well without me..."

"Lord, master, these mediocre people are more greedy for power because of their own shortcomings. As long as you show up and show your extraordinary people, they will naturally bow down!"

"Hmph! They can't help..." The voice coming from behind his head agreed, but he had no intention of contacting his old subordinates.

I was so confused that I couldn't look back on my life, but I didn't expect that I had left people's sight for ten years without realizing it.

Ten years! Enough to make too many things change.

"Malfoy is constantly deepening his influence on the Ministry of Magic. With his help, perhaps Severus can really win the position of President Hogwarts. Haha, I believe Severus~ he has this ability too.

No need to disturb them, just get a stone. No one needs help...

By the way ~ that child just now."

Kilow recalled the two students who were not very impressed just now, and was not sure which one his master was talking about, "Yes, are there any problems? Master?"

"That's not, it's just a bit unexpected. There are wizards who are proficient in brain closure at this age..."

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Once a person is busy, he can easily forget some things. Jody was deceived by himself by neglecting the details and was so scared that he didn't scare him to get a heart attack.

As school starts approaching, the little wizards come to Diagon Alley to purchase some of the supplies they need, calculate the savior in the time language, the scar-headed boy - Harry Potter should also wait until the sea where he was going to pick him up.

It's in place.

If the binding force of the Book of Prophecy is indeed that strong, the time when Hagrid is stuck to take away the Philosopher's Stone, the evil spirit-ridden Qiluo will attack the so-called safest "the treasure house of the fairy".

It was not surprising that he appeared here at all, and it could be seen from his stuttering words that he eventually went to the Albanian jungle.

"...Haha, it's really funny to be said by you." Eddie was still playing tricks around him. Jody followed his words and mocked the worry-free Professor Quirrell with malicious intentions, "Look at how he speaks, I

,I am injured! Vampire! Swamp, swamp girl, witch!"

"Hahaha, right!...What do you want to buy? Should I invite you once after knowing you for so long?" Eddie followed Jody into the potion shop with a puzzled look on his face.

"Hey! This is not the place where the little ghost should come!" While enjoying the boredom in the afternoon, I saw two little ghosts break into their dark and quiet comfort nest, the man shouted impatiently.

"I'll get some medicine, don't keep silent." Jodi lit up a handful of Galone in his hand, and the remaining shock in his heart made a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

Eddie slapped his pocket watch on the table, and his low voice looked magnetic, "You can't drive away the children of the Frank family just by saying that you can't. I'm more brain-like before speaking, so I'm tired?"

His eyes confirmed the carvings on the pocket watch, and the clerk swallowed and nodded quickly.

"Please, gentlemen. If there is anything you can't find, just call me."

With a brim of his hat, Eddie stopped the clerk's extra pleasing behavior with his eyes. The boss hurried over and quietly approached his clerk to inquire about the situation.

And here Jody is already busy driving in a bunch of herbs.

The mage brushed several herb boxes with his hand and put together all the things he needed, including some valuable medicines.

Carrying the small basket, Jody walked to the counter, and the boss immediately looked gentle, "The people from the Frank family have discounts here~ Sir, do you need to wrap the things here?"

He looked at Eddie beside him with some confusion, who looked like he was so stinky.

Family forces are indeed easy to use in some aspects.

"Give me some paper."

The herbs are evenly blended under the rolling of magical hands, rubbed into silk, and the torn paper is rolled with tobacco and tidied into strips.

The potion formula was adjusted according to the recipe of Lohat Requiem Decoction. Jody put the cigarette under his nose and tasted it, confirmed that he had not missed it, and then handed it to Eddie, "Try it."

While saying that, he had already ignited his own one.

The stimulant effect of the potion is much greater than that of nicotine. In fact, even Eddie, who had long been accustomed to magic tobacco, was caught off guard by the force of this thing.

"Well! Wow, how did you get this thing?"

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, Jody pressed one hand on the window, staring at the little wizards coming and going outside the window with a gloomy face, and then at his face that was faintly visible on the glass.

"Huh~" spit out the smoke rings, Jody did not forget to remind the boy behind him, "You have to smoke this thing slowly."

Jody repeatedly recalled the meeting just now in the calm brought by tobacco, and repeatedly remembered every detail he saw. The faint numbness under the excitement of tobacco made him feel much more relaxed.

Those who don't smoke may not understand the redemption that smokers can seek from nicotine.

"Cough cough cough...I, I can't get up, cough~" Eddie quickly adapted while coughing, and at this time he finally read Jody's emotions.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood?"