Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

The management of Hogwarts is actually not as strict as imagined, otherwise the Ministry of Magic would not have found excuses to emphasize the importance of establishing a board of directors.

"You may not know much about the story about the mysterious man. After all, you come from a Muggle family, right?" Fred leaned on the railing and looked at the scenery outside.

George stood outside the railing with his head raised, waiting for the snowflakes to fall into his mouth.

The fact that they are Mudbloods is not a secret in the school, and they will find out sooner or later. As for why a Mudblood has a wizard aunt, they are smart enough not to delve into it.

In fact, after successfully reaching Hogsmeade through the secret passage, the twins no longer had much doubt about Jody.

"The mysterious man studied at Hogwarts." Jody answered, raising the topic.

"It's not just that." George stopped his foolish behavior before his neck started to feel sore, and walked back down the corridor while rubbing the snowball in his hand, "You-know-who's Death Eater followers, most of his servants are

I started to learn about subjugation when I was in school, especially those pure-blood families who studied in Slytherin."

"It is said that Slytherin House started to become annoying at that time." Fred muttered and added.

He squeezed the snowball tightly in his hand and applied it on his forehead to relieve the pain caused by the big bump. The Weasley brothers have joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team, which is a more exciting sport.

, which can be seen from the bulging bag on George's head.

"So the Ministry of Magic seized on this matter to put pressure on Hogwarts."

Jody learned a lot about the Ministry of Magic from the twins, most of which was very useful information, but of course there were also strong personal emotions mixed in.

"Thank you for the news." Jody thanked the twins and left in a hurry. At the other end of the corridor, Miles was walking this way surrounded by a group of younger brothers.

"Joyce!" a shout came from the crowd in the distance.

"Run away with your tail between your legs, Joyce."

"Where are you going? Looking for mom?"

"Where is your mother, Jody? Where is she, your mother?"

"Hey, she abandoned you and disappeared because she was a stupid Muggle and you were a dirty Mudblood."

"Joyce!!!"

With those obviously malicious provocations, the uncontrollable magic became restless, and Jody's eyes became redder and redder.

In his mind, his consciousness seemed to be split into countless people arguing with himself.

Why should I run away?

-Because there is nothing to be gained by arguing with these idiots.

Why do I have to put up with these little brats?

-Because until you have an overwhelming advantage, entangled with them will only get deeper and deeper.

Is it enough to just walk away in despair? We need to stop these idiots!

-Smart people will not be affected by these stupid people. I have more important things to accomplish.

Finally Jody stopped.

The noise in my head became chaotic and became louder and louder, even mixing with the sounds outside.

Jody turned around and raised his hand. He put his open palm in front of his eyes, blocking the group of people from his view.

Seeing his weird movements, the group of Slytherins first planned to continue mocking him, and then they rushed into the transparent wall in a rush.

It was such a lively fall.

…Obstacles (Impedimento)…

By the time they broke free from the chaos, Jody had disappeared.

And the voices in Jody's head were surprisingly consistent at this time.

'We have to find an opportunity for them to learn a real lesson.'

It won't be long... I just need to wait for my magic power to be stabilized.

Later in the evening Jody completed a sunset retreat in the Shrieking Shack.

After clearly feeling the existence of that heartbeat, Jody clearly felt relaxed, as if having one more false heartbeat gave him an extra container to help him bear the magic power.

Animagus is a spell from the Druid sect. All foreign spells are not explained in detail in the school's textbooks. The scope of students' learning is orthodox after all.

But from chatting with Quirrell, Jody learned that the transformation spell of the Druid faction has a certain effect in extending lifespan, and the extra soul obtained through mimicry can increase the strength of the bearer's soul.

The next day, Jody finally waited for Quirrell to have some free time in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Recently, this guy has been obsessed with those ancient magic formations.

"...I didn't do anything, so it's definitely not my responsibility that those portraits stopped moving." Quirrell explained in a low voice.

After Jodi entered a state of mental overclocking, he and Quirrell seemed to have become closer to each other. This was Quirrell, who didn't like being aloof, expressing his respect, a kind of awe for the madman.

Jody also understood that the anomalies in the castle were unlikely to be Quirrell's work. This big boy was much more cautious and thoughtful than imagined.

But one can see that Yao Jinniang's color is fading day by day, and she is no longer so energetic.

"You should pay more attention to yourself, Myrtle is a ghost, you can't do anything for her." Quirrell saw the last student leaving the classroom, and his words became casual.

"Or do you like girls with that style? Oh~ I wonder what Yao Jinniang would look like without her glasses... and her stupid braids also need to be taken off."

Jody was disgusted by his fantastic idea, "What the hell are you talking about."

"Haha, I was just here to relieve your boredom, but your brows are all furrowed! Also, you said your condition has started to improve recently?"

"I have to wait for a thunderstorm. Will there be thunderstorms here in Hogwarts in the winter?" After learning that Animagus could help him relieve his symptoms, Jody had been looking forward to a thunderstorm coming soon, but he began to

I didn't choose the right time to practice. It happened to be late autumn when I entered the final stage, and there aren't many thunders in winter.

"Thunderstorm?" Quirrell suddenly smiled strangely, "Thunderstorms don't often happen in winter, but maybe I can have some clues."

"What do you have in mind? Summon a storm for me?" Jodi didn't care at first.

Seeing Jodi like this, Quirrell did not continue to explain, but just went on to give his suggestions. "The stupidest and most effective way to increase the total amount of magic power is to repeatedly use up your magic power and then let it recover, so I said before

I remind you not to cast a large number of spells in the near future just for the sake of temporary pleasure. But there are also some other ways to help you relieve the pressure on your soul through spell casting."

"What can I do?"

"Continuous casting!" Quirrell's face was full of a proud smile. This method is something that few people can think of. "This continuous casting spell is very suitable for you. I also found it in the middle of research. It is an ancient foreign spell from Sasha

Full of magical and magical spells."

"Patronus Charm!"