Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

Filch has never slept well, which is why he is always very active at night, holding a lantern and looking for students who are ready to go.

And that time, after he saw the nightmare that had haunted him for a long time in school - the legendary Kadam that could swallow the mysterious one, his night became even more uncomfortable.

The presence of Aurors did not bring him any more sense of security. These guys did not believe him. From Dorak to Flitwick, they did not believe in the existence of Kadam. They insisted that it was an imaginary creature.

monster.

He also had hope, and he placed his hope on the extremely famous Professor Lockhart.

He was destined to be disappointed.

Lockhart did show a lot of interest and was really willing to listen to him talk about Kadam.

But it can be seen from the fact that Filch tried every means to get a gun from the bounty wizard, and Filch can also see that Lockhart is absent-minded.

When he reaches his age, he should let go of those naiveties and give up those impracticalities.

The appearance of Kadam made it impossible for Filch to fall asleep even if he was holding his cat, only the gun! He could only feel at ease holding the metal pole that he should have despised.

Is he afraid? Maybe, but not exclusively.

Her patrols have become more frequent these days.

If you pay close attention, you will find that the cat that used to be inseparable from him, Mrs. Norris, seems not to be with him these days.

When the forest spirit invades, when the noise appears.

Old Mediterranean Filch took off the long bag on his back, held the shotgun, and opened the safety with his trembling hand.

He strode towards the source of the commotion.

He grinned and gritted his teeth, trying his best to control the fear in his heart while walking firmly and without hesitation.

"What else do you want to take?"

No one will hear Filch's words, no one will feel his courage, and his efforts will be meaningless.

"Come on! Come on me, you damn, dirty, bastard who looks like a slug mixed with shi! Come on me!"

The roots spread quickly and covered the entire corridor. The floating flames first crossed the corner.

Then there's the masked head.

Filch raised the shotgun, which he had not used a few times. But surprisingly, after he started taking aim, he was no longer afraid.

"Give me back the life I deserve."

The forest elf Maurice poked his head out.

Then there is the sound of fire igniting and metal projectiles being excited.

The bullet penetrated his skull and exploded into pieces.

Morris, who was bent on capturing magic power, was taken aback by the surprise attack, but... the damage was limited.

He scratched the skull on his face that had become brittle after being burned by the flames, and a lot of fly ash fell on the corners of the bones he scratched.

Then, strike back!

The gunshots rang out several more times and were quickly suppressed.

Only Filch, who was full of grief and anger but had found the wrong target for revenge, fell to the corner of the corridor like a rag.

on one's last legs.

He should be able to survive it, right?

After all, he has long been used to...living on.

……………………

If bloodshed doesn't reveal the presence of danger, what can?

Today was the day for Jody to visit the Palace of the Holy Spirit and talk to Voldemort's No. 1 soul.

It was the changes in the Holy Spirit Palace that made him change his attention and come to the principal's office instead.

Come to Mr. Dumbledore.

The energy stored in the form of the Holy Spirit is becoming active.

This palace has not had any serious energy consumption for too long. The instability of the four peripheral elemental palaces will also cause a review of the Holy Spirit Palace.

Holy spirits were created for protection, and they have a natural aversion to this kind of instability.

And when this hidden danger exists because of their existence, it is normal to hope for a solution.

The emotion of the Holy Spirit made Jodi understand that it was time to step forward on his own.

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At Hogwarts? The Headmaster is actually not that hard to meet...you have to find him when he is in school.

Those messy things in the Board of Directors? Meetings here and there in the Ministry of Magic, some hearings and trials about the forces of dark magic... Dumbledore was always dragged out of the principal's office by these messy things.

Did Jody get permission to come in advance? The owl brought him the password to enter the office.

Gargoyles salute him for his discipleship.

"Guwa~" As soon as Jodi entered the door, he heard something shouting at him. Looking up, Jodi saw Phoenix Fox, who had completed his rebirth.

When I saw this elemental darling last year, it still looked old and decrepit, but today I saw it looking energetic and beautiful.

In his youthful state, Fox's voice was loud and clear, as if it could break through all the gloom.

Jodi met those piercing eyes, not sure how much memory the phoenix had of his last reincarnation, and whether it could see the connection between himself and Ian.

Thinking of this, Jody felt dizzy again. No matter how much he had grown, he always felt that he was not prepared enough when facing Dumbledore.

"Oh, it seems he likes you very much ~ Jody. Can you hear his squeak? Tell me how beautiful it is? He really likes this."

Jody had imagined how Dumbledore would be when they met again, and he had also considered the worst-case showdown.

But will Dumbledore be in his office looking like you guessed?

When Jody saw him, most of the old comrade's head was stuffed into a tattered old wizard's hat.

He just blindfolded himself and waved a hand roughly pointing in the direction of Fox.

Fox yelled at him several times in disgust.

"Please wait for me, Mr. Sorting Hat's song hasn't finished yet." Dumbledore waved his hand again.

Then, Jody heard the old naughty boy muttering something about the Sorting Hat not being punctual and taking him too long.

Hey ~ these two.

Mr. Dumbledore hurriedly ended his exchange with the Sorting Hat and placed it on the table. He straightened his appearance as if he just remembered. He looked like he wanted to regain the majesty of the principal? Then he stopped in giving up.

"Haha, I think we might be able to relax a little while chatting about my possible successor." Dumbledore changed to a more relaxed posture and picked up a piece of letter paper from the table. If he read it correctly, it should be for himself.

The letter introducing the Domain Spirit Wanjie card.

Jodi opened his mouth to introduce the project and funds he wanted to swindle from Dumbledore, but he didn't say anything. Dumbledore's words were first amplified in his mind.

"Sorry, sir, what did you just say?"

"I should have mentioned in the last conversation that the selection of disciples is part of preventing the rupture of the Hogwarts heritage. And we do seem to have encountered a threat. To be honest, I have been thinking about whether I should let you

Get in touch with the big library early."

Dumbledore paused for a moment.

"This school is not yet under the control of the board of directors."