Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

In the end, Jody was able to get what she wanted on Christmas Day and gathered in the basement of Pighead Bar with three or two friends.

There were many people in the bar tonight, and the fairy girl invited to sing in the middle of the dance floor, and the pink magic wrapped around her and continued to dance with the ups and downs of the song.

The gnome performers gathered together, and their short figures were not very conspicuous. The feathered hummingbird kept waving its wings in the air and shook off the magic particles on its wings that would blow out countless colorful sparks. It was like countless moving fireworks.

Jody floated beside her with the patron saint who had become white balls biting her wand, and Medriya was able to hide in the patron saint and wander around in a small area in the bar.

The girl is so happy.

Jody raised the glass and complained in her heart that the trouble caused to him by Kilow. If Ian Ricky had not been known by Voldemort, he would have been very dangerous. He wanted to release his incarnation, so the bar owner would not be able to

On the grounds that the little wizard cannot drink, he only sells himself a drink special for butter beer, a child.

The Weasley brothers perfectly mixed up in the performance team that was acting with the band. They cooperated with the clown to throw twelve magic fireworks sticks into several arcs.

Taking this opportunity, Jody saw them vigorously selling Weasley magic jokes, and the twins' research products this year were sent out in large quantities.

...I hope those children who get candy will not have diarrhea when they go back.

The whole body became hot after playing, and George and Fred returned to Jody.

Fred rubbed the cream from his nose that was not known to be there, picked up the large mug and raised his head and fed himself a large mouthful of ice storm fruit drink. The kind that it drank into his mouth was like swallowing a snowstorm.

The same mix of juice is the twins' favorite.

Knowledge is a little more expensive, so it just happened that Jodi, who agreed to treat the guests, came to pay the bill.

Jodi himself didn't know why he became the guy who paid for the bill while chatting.

"Puff~Jody, you really have to try this thing, refresh your mind, it's like pouring a large bucket of ice water and using a brush to clean the soul!" Fred looked intoxicated.

George shook his glass and took a sip. He let the special drink fully taste it in his mouth.

Medriya controlled the light ball wrapped in the wand to land on the table, yelling in Jody's mind that she wanted to try the magic drink that was interesting to watch.

"Barner, let's have three more glasses of this." Jody followed her request, and soon Fred was very interested in seeing the scene where Modria's small light ball fell next to Jody's drink.

"How do you make the patron saint look like... some kind of elf? What is it doing? And drink? A wand, can it drink?"

"It's time to drink." Jody's answer was yes.

"Hahaha, you're joking, right, it's just always..." Fred was having a lot of fun today, and his vigorous blood was piled on his face, making him feel a little dizzy.

"It's time to drink." Jody repeated, his tone slightly changing and becoming cold and unquestionable.

George noticed something was wrong and poked Fred.

Of course, Fred also noticed Jody's seriousness and a slight warning in his tone. He understood that he had accidentally touched a sensitive topic.

"Of course, as long as you think about it, the patron saint is also a kind of elves. In fact, George and I have imagined a magic trick that is derived from the patron saint before, using elemental substances similar to elves to make magic pets~ They must be able to

Touch, be able to communicate with the owner, and it is best to eat and drink..."

Fred turned the topic to his and George's magical research.

By the way, these two brothers are also in Jody's magic science club. As the talent reserves of the peripheral talents, they use the resources in the club to support their research. Of course, since they are talents from the peripherals, the Dream Laboratory is not right.

They are open. They don't know the full picture of the Night Magic Weaving Net.

Hearing this topic, Jody's heart moved. Maybe he could think of a way to create a puppet body for Modriya to drive her?

‘Mudria?’

‘What?’ The ghost girl’s voice became silly, as if she was really drunk.

Hell, the degree of ice storm fruit drink is not much different from that of butter beer?

‘If, I mean, if you come into my body for possession, will you be able to taste these things?’ Jody suggested carefully.

"Your body? Humph, I haven't used your body before. The hardness is all about Jody's smell, hiccup~ I don't want to use it again~"

Speaking of which, when she was forced into a dream last year, Medriya did help herself once.

'But……'

‘That feeling is not good, Jody is like I was cooperating with you in your wand to cast that soul-enhancing spell…not good.’

Does that spell? Does the super spirit spell? What kind of feeling is that the two souls blend together?

Jody savored it, wasn't that great? It was as if the bare Modria had crawled into her arms, clinging to her to blend herself in.

‘You…you’re thinking about something so rude, right?’ Mudriya’s voice reminds me of a kitten with a hunched back.

‘No, how could it be…’ Jodi denies that what he thought was definitely beyond the scope of rudeness.

'The more I contact you, I can feel my spiritual power is increasing rapidly, stronger than the sum of the decades I wandered alone. I am absorbing your strength, you may not be able to detect it, but I am indeed

Stealing your soul, just like a leech.'

Is there no better metaphor? Why do you have to be a leech...

‘Isn’t that good? I’m still worried about how to enrich your soul and steal your soul? I’ve been stolen by you.’

‘What?’ A little panic appeared in Medriya’s voice.

‘My heart~’

Modria spat, but her face turned red.

‘Like leeches and so on, just think you are a vampire, my vampire princess? But I only allow you to take blood from me. Just think I am the most loyal servant beside His Highness the noble princess~’

'Um~'Mudria was pressed to the ground by Jody's slut, and she had no power to resist. Although she had been in nearly a hundred years, her slutty words were still less resistant than Evelyr's.

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Jody was increasingly looking forward to the strength of Mudrea's soul being strong enough to make him touch.

‘If you can draw nutrients from my soul/magic, even if you come, at least for now my soul will not be hurt by your existence under the protection of its strength and healing ability.

Don't have too many concerns, I will consider those troublesome things, do you know?’

Medrea was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, he was silent, 'But, but I will not possess you anymore. The possession of the alien soul will affect the connection between the soul and the body, and at the same time, yours

My body will also have an impact on me...I don't want to become like you, hum!

But maybe you can let me use your magic wand to do it like today~ Don’t you have a magic book?’