Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

"...No, I brought my own sandwich." Ron Weasley waved his hand and looked untempted.

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

The young Harry was obviously excited when shopping, and he took out a handful of Gallons, "I want them all!"

I like kids like you who have a lot of money in your pocket.

Of course it is impossible to seriously pour everything in the car over to him unless they want to bury themselves in snacks.

Take some of each, Jody watched Harry carry everything with all the hard work.

Without paying attention to the scar of fate, Jody's eyes unconsciously looked at Harry's eyes.

The green pair was inherited from his mother's eyes.

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

Jody withdrew her gaze without a trace and pretended to be settled just now.

While handing the change to the young wizard.

When she arrived at Evely's carriage, the girl's interest was on Jody in the uniform version. She was busy taking photos and even forgot to answer Jody's questions about whether she was embarrassed by her family after she returned home.

Anyway, I can't tell from her appearance that she seems to be happy forever.

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

Ogri seemed to be stronger than last year, and the lucky guy couldn't see any scars left on him.

What is noticeable is that when I saw him again, each of the guy's hands and ten fingers was stamped with tattoos.

When I looked carefully, I found that they were playing cards, and the black and red on the two thumbs corresponded to the size of the king.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Look!" Ogry shouted nervously, "Look where this bastard comes from!"

If you can hold it back, Jody doesn't look like this guy who will never have more than ten words in reply, "Haha, the bastard who will kill you sooner or later."

Dilling Clowe was also in the same carriage, and several other advocates who were obviously non-pure-blooded.

A bright smile responded to Jody's greetings, and Dillin looked excited.

Ogri walked around the seat and gave Jody a heavy hug.

The boy patted Jody on the shoulder vigorously, and Jody also fought back with similar force, "You guy, the perfunctory way of writing letters is comparable to my brother in my hometown."

"So what you said is true. The spell I tried for you can really make us hold everything we want to keep?"

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

"We are no longer the passive side." Jody gave a satisfying reply.

"Okay!" Ogri let go of Jody and loudly relieved the joy in his heart.

"Also, I mentioned the issue of the belonging of the mantra in the letter. Its birth is half of your contribution... You have to understand clearly that this is the mantra of the Holy Spirit."

The second half of the sentence is light and speaks very quickly. Make sure that only the boy in front of you can hear it clearly.

Because the content in the reply letter was so simple that it was hasty, Jody had to mention this matter again.

Ogri's reaction was more sloppy or more determined than the one in the letter.

"Then you have to remember even more. No matter what you plan, you can't get rid of me!" Ogri pinched the wrist of his left hand with his right hand. Jody saw the marks struck under his robe. He seemed to hide his wand.

I'm in the same place as myself.

Looking closer, Ogri had some habitual small movements. He always liked to use his right hand to pinch the tattoos on his left finger. He could hold his wand at any time in that position.

His outfit no longer seemed to be as sloppy and bold as before. The time spent in the hospital seemed to have made him feel connected, and he must not have wasted time during the summer vacation.

"What did you promise me?" As the greetings ended, Ogri asked Jody for the promised gift with an anxious look on his face.

Jody opened the storage box of the trolley and took out a square package, holding a cigarette he had configured.

Unlike Jody, Ogri has developed a certain degree of addiction since he got used to Emma Bora.

"Don't you consider quitting it?" Jody asked tentatively as he looked at Ogri's wrap around his nose and carefully looked for his taste.

"It can help me." Ogri raised the package in his hand, not planning to discuss more about health issues, "By the way, do you have any clues about the simplification of the spell you said? These guys around them. They want to chase after them.

It's difficult to get to you."

'Stop talking about them, even you have to get to me for a long distance, right?' Jody sighed in her heart, so she couldn't say he was proud. Her advanced nature was Ogri's participation in it, there was such a

It would be embarrassing to support a guy who spared no effort to achieve impressive results.

"The witch has one year left to graduate. Within this year, I will set up a project with her and slowly select the guys I can trust. I believe that with our ability, we will definitely be reliable guys around us before graduation!"

"I will die at any time in the experiment, but I have become stronger this year!" Ogri made a thumping sound on his chest.

A guy like Ogri, as long as he greets him, maybe he is really willing to fight for his life with him, right? Jody believes that he is not wrong.

What's more, the monster in Quirre's body he is going to deal with this year is the real source of Ogri's childhood cup.

"Hey! Can you light a cigarette here?" Jody didn't come to stop him. Ogri had already lit the cigarette.

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

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

The Hogwarts train naturally does not have ventilation problems. In fact, the smoke will disappear if it cannot float out of the compartment.

What surprised Jody was that it was clearly the first time he tried this enhanced psychotropic drug, but Ogri seemed to be not affected by the fierce force at all.

...If you insist on making any impact, he seemed to be very excited by the potion.

"I said you are..."

"Shh..." Ogri made a low gesture, "Listen, I seem to hear Picasso? That passionate music!"

What? Jody raised her eyebrows, "Do you want to say Beethoven?"

"Haha, it's all the same, Muggle musician..." Ogri looked intoxicated, "I'll tell you later what wonderful things I've encountered, these are transformations that can only happen after meeting you

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

Jody didn't ask any more questions.

Going down, the cart finally pushed to the end, and Jody turned back to the flight attendant.