Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

"The secret room has been opened, the enemy of the successor, be afraid!"

Dilin left blood-red words on the wall briefly. Felch, who was frightened by safety, stumbled out of the corridor, shouting and opening up the chaos tonight.

"Ah! Yes, don't panic, I'm here! Bet on the name of Gidro Lohart, nothing here can hurt you, I promise." A few people dispelled the onlookers' onlookers in the exaggerated voice.

, Back to this corridor. Lockhart stood behind Dorak with a lie, holding Felch in his hand, and seemed to be supporting the Squid. In fact, he was also very nervous, "Ah~ It's a pity

Our game, right? Professor Dorak."

Dorak couldn't give him any kind response, "Uh~ That chess game is OK..."

The Lockhart Wizard was not having a good time.

Lockhart seemed to be unable to hear the weirdness in Dorak's tone. He still maintained his excitement and quickly continued to brag, "When it comes to Kadam, I think I have had a witness, a long time ago

It’s a matter of fact~ It’s not difficult to deal with this kind of monster, it only requires a simple spell… Of course, what’s more important is that the reaction must be quick.”

"Are you sure you see Kadam? Mr. Felch, I mean... nothing else? You should know that the creature you are talking about is included in the Modern Non-Certified Rumors."

The non-confirmation rumor book is a work specially used to refute rumors, and the legend of Kadam is also included in a series of strange and false information.

Dorak stopped before the wall where he wrote the blood, reached out and dipped the dried hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, "Huh? It seems to be the blood of the giant monster."

Yes, last year, due to the control of Kilow, a series of trolls occurred. When making plans, Jody chose trolls as the source of blood to lean more towards Voldemort, so that the followers could have room for association.

"Troll?" Lockhart, who needed to use his brain to edit the story, was interrupted by the sudden appearance of strange keywords, and was a little stuck in the middle of his awesomeness.

"Anyway, should we let the Auror team stationed on the periphery take a look first?" Katon was not completely useless, at least reminding Lockhart of some of Mr. Lucius' instructions.

He had guessed that the chaos was from the small movements of the Malfoy family.

In the crowd, Ha, Luo and He sneaked out of the crowd. The detective soul was burning and they carefully analyzed the clues, especially Harry, the scar head boy once again worried about the sounds he heard.

Draco, who was watching the fun, looked at the words on the wall, and his face was full of excitement.

...

Dilin is reliable in doing things, and he doesn't leave too many clues that will be traced.

Jody didn't care about his actions at all, but since he passed by, he could take a look.

He was caught by Harry on the way back after watching the fun. The four-eyed little ghost seemed to have been paying attention to these narrow gaps.

Those trails that look suitable for snakes to walk.

"Mr. Bai Ling! Mr. Bai Ling! Please wait!" Harry unconsciously exchanged it in the snake accent.

Ron, who couldn't understand by his side, followed with a silly look on his face, "What are we chasing?"

Hermione saw the snake with sharp eyes. Ron was very clever and wanted to take out his wand. Fortunately, Harry stopped him.

Jody tried to ignore them, but they didn't seem to want to give up easily, and as Harry shouted and saw more and more people coming here.

Finally, the white snake stopped, hanged down the pillar, and hissed and complained in dissatisfaction? "What are you doing? Noisy boy?"

"Mr. Bai Ling? Thank you for your help last year." Harry was a little nervous. He was not familiar with the snake. "I have some questions and I want to ask you for advice."

"Then you should go to the professors. It's dangerous to hear a snake coming to teach you, little damn~"

"I also want to go over and ask the professor for help? Something I want to ask... It should be more appropriate for you to ask."

Jody was a little confused and thought about it and then had some guesses. I guess he wanted to ask himself some questions about the snake man.

"Ask? Since you stopped me? Then listen to your question." The noble white snake tried to find a more labor-saving position.

Harry quickly reached out to take it with him attentively. However, the White Snake turned to Hermione on the side? He hung himself on the latter's neck at the stall where the other party was so scared that his whole body was stiff.

Hermione's expression was quite subtle.

Jody found a comfortable state to put the snake's head on Hermione's head, which was the smartest brain in the Book of Prophecy.

"Mr. Snake? I always hear some sounds? Some sounds that I can only hear? I always thought it might be my illusion until I remembered to contact you. Did those sounds… do you make them?"

The problem is indeed a snake-god, but what Jodi didn't expect was that the other party would call the snake monster's ghosts on his body.

Jody raised her snake's head and spitted out a letter with some anger, "Do you think I'm that rude and brainless guy?"

The thick cylinder hangs down from above the forehead, and his scary tongue almost touches his nose. Hermione was frightened.

"Sorry, I actually know that it's impossible for you. But that voice is so concerning, I think you might know something."

"Hmph! Ignorance little head." Jody changed his position again and put himself on Hermione's head in order to shape. "I can't tell you the secret of Hogwarts, but that's true

It's the language of the snake. What you hear is a poor guy, a vassal life made of, similar to a pet or a slave. In short, please distinguish the difference between it and me, I am noble."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Snake Spirit."

"That guy has been overactive these days, and he is rare. He has been imprisoned in the darkness of this castle for a long time since he was abandoned. I thought it had been dead for a long time. Now it seems that it can still be a big deal.

." The White Snake didn't want to tell Jodi more about it, "That guy's matter is not something the little wizard should interfere. It's a monster who only knows how to kill."

"Sir, have you ever met other students who can talk to you?" The word "blood" just appeared. Harry did not associate the chaos with the snake monster. The biggest doubt that entangled in his heart was this special one.

The snake man's accent.

"It's rare, very few people with such talent." Bai Ling talked casually. Jody just entered school one year earlier than Harry. How could he know if there were more snake-like sarcastic rhymes before?

"I consulted Professor Dorak about the Snake Agent, and he said that almost every student with the Snake Agent ability was known to be in Slytherin."

This was also confirmed by Hermione from various books, especially the well-known Salazar Slytherin himself is a serpent.

Harry secretly glanced at his companion. Although he knew that the people next to the Snake Man couldn't understand, he still didn't want to be heard of these doubts he had, "I wonder... would I have been assigned to this place.

Lettering goes…”

Ah, you have also had this question in the Book of Prophecy, “If you are confused, why don’t you ask who will give you the Gryffindor?”

"No matter who it is, everyone is on the stage that is not their choice and gets the script that is not their choice. You will never know whether the person who has assigned you this fate has arranged for you casually. We can be sure

All I have to face is that it cannot be changed.'It has happened'."

"Do you regret it? Little devil?"

"Don't regret it, it's useless."