Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

The assassin's subconscious mind seemed even more fragmented, and he was hiding his fragmented life.

In the dream world, Jodi stopped from running and was rushed out of the hiding place by an assassin who had already discovered where he was.

Bai Ling grew stronger and flew out in a moment of thought, entangling the protagonist of this dream.

"Don't expect such a person to obey... The resistance consciousness is too strong, so you have to kill him a few more times." High above, Ian with red eyes fell from the air with a huge coffin.

The erected coffin has a transparent window, revealing the quilt with his eyes closed inside.

Jody nodded.

At this moment, he continued to help his clone to bring Kiro's soul into the dream.

With the magic of nightmare, he invaded the wisdom realm of others.

In reality, Rum carefully held the crown of wisdom in her hand and was ready to crown the person in front of her at any time.

In the dream, Jody talked to herself.

Ian carefully observed this nightmare of continuous deconstruction and reorganization, "Kill him for a while and build a new dream. This time it won't work. Or should I just change someone else? I think the Auror next door has a relatively stable spirit.

many."

Jody shook her head, "I have other ideas. I don't have to build a new illusion through the reset of death. Wrap him up, let's dolls."

"Inception?" The clone that shared everything could of course know what the main soul body was thinking, "Can you play around?"

"Our purpose is to revitalize Kiro's consciousness, and the connection of dreams makes him stay in this body. We have to reduce the mental strength of the host to let the soul contact the container... so as to reverse plasticity.

If it really doesn't work, forcibly revitalizing the domain of wisdom will be a heart-wrenching needle for the soul."

"If it doesn't work, you have to directly consume the power of the Philosopher's Stone to rebuild the rules?" Ian nodded and said the solution that really didn't work.

Jody nodded, "In my understanding of the Philosopher's Stone, it is best to use it to repair it instead of rewriting anything. Once the power of the pseudo-spirit is mixed in, Quirrell's soul will no longer be pure and will have other effects on him.

.”

"The nesting doll will also have an impact on our control, and it is very likely that even our own memories will be wiped out."

Jody shrugged, and at this time the dream had begun to collapse. The gravity spell supported by the advanced magic smashed the collapsed stone. "Our mental strength will be wiped out from memory, so he will be wiped into an idiot. I'm afraid it's apart.

Take action, you took Qiluo and he sink, and I'm staring outside."

Ian nodded.

The ground was cracking, carrying a coffin and a giant snake entangled with the captives. Ian jumped into the crack, and the magic of the nightmare was surging to build their dreams.

Jody reached out and pinched the door handle in the empty air.

Open the door and walked in.

Behind the door that travels through the two worlds is a warm sunshine.

"Sellers, my dear...when will you come back?" The beautiful girl tied her ponytails, and she was tall and young and beautiful. No wonder Sellers cares about her so much.

Silence hurriedly left the house with a briefcase while comforting the reluctant woman.

But I stopped after just a few steps.

In his sight, Jody stood beside the street wearing an ordinary windbreaker, looking like a muggle.

Jody was like a group of people secretly across the street. He had read the other party's memories and Sellers was indeed very suitable for his memory invasion.

Unlike the assassin named Houn next door, he wanted to keep the memories of the treasure-hiding place in his mind in order to ensure that he had the bargaining chips in his hands.

Sellus Dirim is a pure-blood family. His family has only just had a stable inheritance of three generations. It is an unknown small family.

The transition from mixed-race to pure-blood was very difficult, which made his family education very favor those pure-blooded people. This pressure of yearning for the upper class made him very confused for a while.

Or maybe this part of confusion continues to this day.

Cyrus graduated from Hufflepuff and acted ordinary when he was in school. After entering society, his down-to-earth personality allowed him to reach his current position little by little.

His dream seemed to be more complete and did not have much hostility.

"Hey?" Cyrus kept staring at Jody but couldn't remember who this familiar guy was.

No matter who the other party is, standing in the same place without moving for a long time is also a bit suspicious.

Jody looked at him.

Before he could speak, as he contacted his sight, the nightmare magic that Jodi had arranged early rushed forward.

Drag and sink both consciousnesses.

...

In the early morning, Sellers, who was on vacation, woke up from his sleep and always felt that he had forgotten that something very important was impossible to remember.

The call that rang out soon made him realize that his wife had called him the second time.

"Dear? Are you awake? How long do you want your boss to wait!"

Boss? Although this fresh title made Sellers confused, it did not affect his good mood after hearing his wife's voice.

Sellers, who went downstairs, was exploring which boss he was. In his opinion, the only one who would visit his own home was his father or the team leader of the Ministry of Magic.

But when he went downstairs, the first thing he saw was an unexpected person.

Jody held the coffee cup and raised it to him as a greeting.

‘Who is this?’ Cyrus just wanted to ask.

The next moment, an unexpected voice sounded.

Lucius was holding a cane and observing the crafts placed on the shelf by the fireplace.

"I thought you would get up at lunch time, Dirim," Lucius muttered and turned slowly.

The long golden hair of Sellers thought he would not admit his mistake.

It's indeed that adult, but why? Why is it at home?

Jody didn't wait for him to figure it out, and the magic of Nightmare took the two of them to continue the doll.

...

Sellers, who was lit up in front of him, saw Jody beside him, and vaguely remembered that he was an acquaintance. Jody greeted him first, "Hey, Mr. Malfoy introduced me last time. This mission requires us to cooperate with each other.

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Cyrus looked puzzled, what kind of task was so young wizard responsible for it?

The next moment, Jody's intentionally released advanced magic shocked him, "Mr. Malfoy said that I will take charge of this mission."

Sellers felt that his memory was a little confused, but he still lowered his head. No matter how many years the person in front of him looked at, the power that only the superior wizard could hold was real.

...

The doll continued, and Jody pulled the consciousness that did not resist and was in a big circle.

Jody redefines her identity bit by bit by bit by burying psychological hints and strengthens the influence of the characters.

Until Jody made up a lie in her new dream that Lucius kidnapped the other person's wife and used the other person's father's face to tell Cyrus.

Only then did Cyrus have a little idea of ​​resistance.

Aurors are not so easy to be brainwashed successfully. Jody, whom Sellers recognized, "No, don't do this, the price of betrayal is not something I can bear..."

And it was at this time that Ian conveyed the message to Jody through his soul connection.

‘Qilo was hit and there was already sign of awakening, but the assassin's instinct consciousness was stronger than expected…’

‘Use that! Use Ravenclaw’s crown!’

‘Also, this guy here is almost out of reach. I need a safe platform to retreat. Let Cyrus revitalize the Intelligence Domain together!’