Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

The Marauder's Map stayed with Quirrell at the Room of Requirement. Jody would visit from time to time, but many times he would not be able to get a word in because the two were busy.

Fortunately, the place Jody wanted to sneak into was not an unusual place for him.

Jody completed his transformation in Quirrell's office and turned into the white snake and slithered back to his common room through the gap.

Patiently waiting for those little furry children to reveal their secrets themselves.

What's a little strange is that Slytherins seem to get sleepy very easily these days. At this time in the afternoon, the lounge is very quiet, and even if there are people, most of them are locked in recliners and taking a nap.

...Is it hibernation?

"...I didn't expect you to be so weak..." A familiar voice muttered in the corner, and Jody swam along the decorations under the ceiling.

The house elves actually even cleaned such a place.

Right below him, Olgierd Everrick was looking at the little girl in front of him impatiently, "Alice, if I hadn't attacked you, you should have surrendered earlier. To be honest, I imagined it too.

Don’t look like you’re pointing a wand at someone’s head and casting a spell.”

"But I just want to stand with you. Mother has repeatedly told me that we have to help each other..."

"Help me? Oh my god, you actually want to help me." Olgierd seemed to have heard something particularly funny, "Listen, there are also talents in this world, and you are not suitable for this! If

If you don’t want to cause trouble like last night, then you’d better stay away from me.”

"But……"

"I don't want to hear 'but'!" Olgierd's voice was a few decibels louder. Perhaps he was concerned about the rules of the lounge. He glanced around guiltily and lowered his voice. This made Jody have to turn his head.

Hang down and eavesdrop, hiding under the pot of spider plant.

"If I see you in the Dream Trial again, I will knock you down with my own hands! I have to tell you how important the Dream Trial is to me! Only by proving that you have enough talent can you succeed.

Sir Mitiel has got the recommendation quota in his hands! I am determined to revitalize the Black family!"

The aggrieved Alice was silent for a while and finally began to sob softly.

Jodi curled his tail and slid down the corner, not paying attention to Olgierd's confusion.

After hesitating at the fork for a few seconds, Jodi chose to swim towards the girls' dormitory.

The slender limbs stretched under the green-decorated window curtains, and the different girls' body fragrances in the air mixed with a restful smell. Jodi's forked tongue sent something like this to him.

brain.

"Hey! Who was the last person to survive last night?" A voice that seemed to have just woken up sounded from behind the window curtains, "Has he seen Lord Mitiel?"

"No, the two attendants beside Lord Mitiel are too strong. With Lord Eddie and Lord Manina guarding us, it is almost impossible for anyone to survive until the end."

"Ah! If it hadn't been for Aikelu's prank yesterday, I would have definitely been able to meet Lord Mitiel! Don't let me meet you today."

"Hahaha, then I will wear a mask tonight."

Jodi got into the cubicle, curled up in a ball on the open space between the four large beds, and rested his head on his body, waiting for useful information to appear.

Eavesdropping was a technical job, but fortunately after preparing a few keywords, even if the eavesdropping failed, he could still find a solution from Quirrell.

"Gina? Are you still awake? Why don't you speak?"

"I was thinking, why not just capture those enemies of Slytherin in the dreamland and teach them a lesson? Those ignorant Mudbloods will definitely be frightened."

At first, I thought there was no one on the bed, but a soft voice came from the bed, and it also spoke of an evil idea.

"Of course not, you don't know yet. Only those who left the mark can participate in the trial!" The voice at the beginning began triumphantly, "We also obtained the mark with the help of our seniors. I heard that boys

That traitor named Joyce has no one to mark him."

Jodi, who was staying under the bed, was shocked. There was such a thing! What on earth was this trial?

However, just when he was about to continue listening, a soft cry of surprise from the bed stopped the conversation.

Then a pair of naked feet stepped on the carpet in front of him, the brown blanket was pressed down, and the pink fingernails were as delicate as works of art.

Hiss~ I have an impression of holding my feet?

"Hey! It's the white snake in the bathroom! Just look at it and tell me I've seen it~"

……………………

After finally getting rid of the enthusiastic girls, Jody chose a time to have tea with Quirrell.

"Dream Trial? I thought you would know about it. It seems that the purebloods of Slytherin have excluded you?" It is difficult to catch Quirrell's rest time. Jodi specifically did not eat dinner and waited.

He looked at the doubts that the teacher asked him while he was biting his food.

If you don't figure it out soon, Slytherin will attack you this weekend!

"The Night Devil's Web is one of the many secret treasures held by Slytherin House, and it is also the most easily known treasure. After all, every Slytherin is using it for some training."

"Why does Slytherin have such a good thing?" Jody was a little angry for a moment.

He finally understood where Slytherin's sense of superiority came from. Recommendation letters, secret treasures, and a series of methods created a platform for purebloods to stand above other students. Only by joining them could they move up to the top more smoothly.

society.

There should not be such monopolized resources in the academy.

"These are the secrets of Hogwarts, Jody~ You are so lucky. When I was worried about these things, no senior could tell me these." Quirrell stopped the knife and fork in his hand, these are rare

He had long wanted to find someone to tell the old story he had the chance to share, "Do you know how Hogwarts was founded?"

"Uh~ Created by the four founders?"

Quirrell smiled and shook his head, "Such a huge castle and such a complex seven-fold door cannot be completed by just four talented wizards."

Sir? What did you just call the four founders? Wizards with some talent?

"To be precise, this masterpiece was completed by the four founders, their followers and the forces that supported them." Quirrell said as he took out four pieces of sausage and placed them in the middle of the plate, surrounded by a large pile.

spaghetti.

"In this, pure-blood family power plays a vital role!"

Quirrell took a fork of the pasta, rolled it into a ball, and then lifted it up in front of Jody. "Salazar Slytherin won over the famous families at the time, and he brought Hogwarts to everyone.

Everyone has seen what kind of changes this magic school can bring, and his pure-blood concept is so acceptable.

People supported him in confronting Godric Gryffindor on school matters, hoping that he could divide power and suppress the arrogance of Gryffindor.

They provided a large amount of funds, and many families even gave away family secrets. Among them is the secret treasure [Night Demon's Web] we talked about called [Black Pearl at Dawn]."

As he spoke, he put the fork into his mouth and ate the lump of pasta.

"After the school was built, some of these secret treasures were recovered by the families, and more became part of the school. Legend has it that there are seven secrets that belong exclusively to Slytherin and are passed down by several ancient and long-standing families."

Qi Luo curled his lips as he spoke, "This is also a good thing, otherwise many pure-blood families would choose to hire tutors to teach their children, and in that case the class differences would be even more serious."