Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

"...No, no, I brought my own sandwich." Ron Weasley waved his hands as if he was not tempted.

Jody didn't expect him to contribute, since someone would pay for his share anyway.

Young Harry was obviously very excited when he was buying something. He took out a handful of Galleons and said, "I want them all!"

I just like kids like you who have a lot of money in their pockets.

Of course, they couldn't really dump everything in the car to him, unless they wanted to bury themselves in snacks.

Taking some of each item, Jody watched as Harry took down everything he had worked so hard to do.

Instead of paying attention to the fateful scar, Jodi looked at Harry's eyes unconsciously.

Those green eyes were inherited from his mother.

"Sir?" Little wizards who don't know Jodi's background usually address Jodi with honorifics.

Jodi looked away without any trace, pretending to be settling accounts.

While handing the change to the young wizard.

When they arrived at Evelile's carriage, the girl's focus was on the uniformed version of Jodi. She was busy taking pictures and even forgot to answer Jodi's question about whether she had been harassed by her family after returning home.

Anyway, you can't tell what happened from her seemingly always happy appearance.

After leaving the girl's enthusiasm, Jody finally met the guy he hadn't seen for a long time after walking through the senior Ravenclaw carriage.

Ogli seems to be stronger than he was last year, and the lucky guy can't see any scars remaining on his body.

What is striking is that when I saw him again, this guy had tattoos on each of the ten fingers of his hands.

If you look closely, they are actually the colors of playing cards. The black and red on the two thumbs correspond to the big and small kings respectively.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Look!" Ogli yelled nervously, "Look where this bastard came from!"

If he could bear it, Jodi was actually not very likely to pay attention to this guy who never replied to more than ten words, "Haha, here comes the bastard who will kill you sooner or later."

Dillin Crowe was also in the same carriage, and several others were obviously non-pure-blooded supporters.

Showing a bright smile in response to Jody's greeting, Dilin looked excited.

Ogle came around from his seat and gave Jody a big hug.

The boy slapped Jodi hard on the shoulder, and Jodi hit back with similar force, "You guy, your perfunctory writing skills are as perfunctory as my brother back home."

"So what you said is true. The spell I helped you experiment can really allow us to keep everything we want to keep?"

I can't say that I can definitely hold it, but at least...

"We are no longer the passive party." Jody gave a satisfactory answer.

"Okay!" Ogli let go of Jodi and loudly expressed the joy in his heart.

"Also, I mentioned the ownership of the spell in my letter. You are half responsible for its birth... You must understand clearly that this is a Holy Spirit spell."

The second half of the words was spoken softly and very quickly. Make sure that only the boy in front of you could hear it clearly.

Because the content of the reply was simple and sloppy, Jody had to mention the matter again.

Ogli's reaction was more hasty than in the letter, or more determined.

"Then you have to remember, no matter what you are planning, you can't get rid of me!" Ogli pinched the wrist of his left hand with his right hand. Jody saw the mark under the robe, and he seemed to be hiding his wand.

In the same place as myself.

Looking more closely, Ogli made some habitual little movements. He always likes to use his right hand to pinch and play with the tattoos on the fingers of his left hand. With this posture, he can hold his wand at any time.

His clothes no longer seemed as sloppy and bold as before. The time spent in the hospital seemed to have made him understand some things, and he must have not wasted time during the summer vacation.

"Where's the thing you promised me?" The greetings were over, and Ogli asked Jody eagerly for the promised gift.

Jody opened the storage box of the trolley and took out a boxy package, containing his own cigarettes.

Unlike Jodi, Ogli has developed a certain addiction since getting used to Aimapola.

"Don't you think about quitting it?" Jodi asked tentatively, watching Ogli put the package to his nose and taste it carefully.

"It can help me." Ogli raised the package in his hand, not intending to discuss health issues. "By the way, do you have any clue about the simplification of the spell you mentioned? These guys around me. They want to chase

It’s quite difficult to have sex with you.”

"Don't talk about them, even you took a long time to fall in love with me, right?" Jody sighed in his heart. He couldn't be said to be arrogant. Ogli was involved in his advancement. There is such a person.

If you don't care about your life to support someone, wouldn't it be embarrassing if you can't achieve impressive results?

"The witch has one year left to graduate. Within this year, she and I will establish a project and then slowly select guys we can trust. I believe that with our abilities, we will definitely be surrounded by reliable guys before graduation!"

"For the experimental part, I can take care of myself at any time. I have become stronger this year!" Ogli made a thumping sound on his chest.

For a guy like Ogli, as long as you say hello to him, maybe he will really be willing to fight for his life with you? Jodi believes that he is not wrong.

What's more, the monster inside Quirrell that he has to deal with this year is truly the source of Ogri's childhood troubles.

"Hey! Can I light a cigarette here?" Before Jodi could stop him, Ogli had already lit the cigarette.

"Here?" Ogli looked around. Do you dislike the smell of cigarette smoke?

"No, of course not! Boss." Those guys said in unison.

There is naturally no ventilation problem on the Hogwarts train. In fact, the smoke will dissipate before it can float out of the compartment.

What makes Jodi strange is that although it is his first time to try this enhanced version of psychotropic drugs, Ogli seems not to be affected by the intensity at all.

...If we were to talk about the impact, he seemed to be very stimulated by the use of that magic potion.

"I asked you, are you..."

"Shh..." Ogli made a low-pitched gesture, "Listen, I seem to hear Picasso's exciting music!"

What? Jodi raised his eyebrows, "Did you mean to say Beethoven?"

"Haha, they're all pretty much the same, Muggle musicians..." Ogli looked intoxicated, "I'll tell you later what wonderful things I've encountered. These are the transformations that can only happen after meeting you.

.”

It seems that he encountered some adventure again during the summer vacation.

Jody asked no more questions.

Going further down, the trolley finally reached the end, and Jody turned back to the crew car.