Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

To be honest, Jodi is not interested in the final winner meeting Mitiel. It is impossible for him to talk about career plans with Mitiel when he sees him, but it is very likely that they will start a fight.

As the domineering character among the pure-blood students, he has an irreconcilable conflict with himself.

The person who used the Death Curse to deal with his own students must have been arranged by that person. Jody didn't think there was another student force in the school who had the ability to do such a trick.

After enduring them for so long, it’s time to let these guys show some value.

Today, Jody has some ideas that need testing.

Jody has wanted to study the three unforgivable curses a long time ago, but unfortunately the relevant knowledge is basically banned books. Jody, a first-grade little Maomao, is not qualified to read these.

But from other readings, Jody could determine that the Death Curse was a soul-level curse. And this spell consumes a lot of magic power.

An untrained little wizard may not even be able to electrocute a mosquito with his first release...

Jodi's divided consciousness captured the hostility. He turned around and pointed his wand at the young man.

The familiar green light reflected in his eyes.

Jodi wanted to try to see if he could cast this spell after adding mental overclocking.

"Avada Kalava!"

"Spiritus!"

The Patronus flew upward as Jody attempted the spell, then fell back down into Jody's wand.

Jody's eyes began to turn red due to the effect of the Awakening Spell. This was the backlash effect of the spell. Jody had not yet fully mastered the spell.

But enough is enough.

After being replenished with a large amount of power, the patron saint opened his big mouth and flew straight out to meet the green light.

Swallow that touch of green in one gulp!

Immediately afterwards, Bai, who was polluted by green light, disappeared in the eyes of everyone in extreme astonishment.

"Hahahaha!" Jodi's laughter after successfully deflecting the death curse was full of pride.

Then he used the gravity spell to pop himself out of the white circle before Slytherin surrounded him again.

This set of spells consumed so much that Jodi was a little listless the next day.

Opening the kettle he brought with him, a cloud of hot steam came out of the insulated kettle purchased from the Weasley brothers. After confirming the smell, Jody took a sip and shuddered under the stimulation of the drug.

Don't drink too much of Amapola at one time.

He will have to deal with Snape's confinement in a while. Today is the last day. I hope the old bat won't try any new tricks.

At this time, Jodi was in Quirrell's office. He had cleared all the original things on the desk to the corner of the office. There were a lot of books scattered on the desk, most of them spread out.

Balls of paper were scattered everywhere on the ground, and the quill floating in the air was still taking notes quickly.

And the magic notebook with blood-colored writing was spread out like a blackboard floating in front of me.

Jody studied the details above carefully.

The patron saint spell, constant engraving, soul-binding spell-soul-binding white coffin, spiritual consciousness division technique-thousand eyes and thousand senses... all the details were matched, and Jody confirmed that he had not missed even a single bit.

But why do I always have this sluggish feeling?

Why was Ogli able to successfully cast the Soul Awakening Spell, but he who proposed the spell was unable to do so?

The magic notebook quickly turned through the pages and stopped on the page where Ogli's personal information was recorded.

Puzzled, Jody spent the whole afternoon in the potions classroom beheading Popper, a strange fish with a big sucker. Snape needed the mucus in their suckers.

Cutting open the suction cup again, Jodi watched the mucus inside mixed with the dripping blood, but they couldn't be reconciled.

They will stay like this until the little wizards lift the drops with their wands.

The brain that is used to running non-stop automatically pops up some past knowledge, about liquids and density.

Jody seemed inspired.

"Souls also have differences in density. My soul has not yet been able to fully integrate..."

"If I were you..." The sudden voice from behind made Jodi shake violently.

The Slytherin on the side chuckled softly.

"If I were you, I would get that drop of impurity out of the place where it shouldn't be as soon as possible." Snape continued, habitually bullying students with pun-intended sarcasm.

‘Then you take me away?’ Jody wanted to choke him.

"I always thought you had very high standards for yourself. Did your small group make you forget that the house you are in is the noblest Slytherin?"

Snape wrinkled his nose as if he smelled something very pungent, "You can only be qualified to be alongside Slytherin if you work harder...Whose cup is this?"

Before Jody, who was being scolded with his head drooped, could react, someone next to him answered Snape's question, "This cup belongs to Joyce. I saw him drinking water."

Jody watched with a question mark on Snape's face as he picked up his cup and watched him open the lid.

Then he remembered what was in his cup and the other identities of the professor in front of him.

What was in Jody's cup was a spiritual toxin called Amapora, and Snape was the real owner of these Amapora raw materials.

The extraction operation of Amapora is very simple, so how could Snape, the master of potions, conceal the unique taste of the medicine?

But the strange thing is that Snape obviously smelled what it was, but did not raise any questions.

He just looked gloomy, dropped the cup in his hand, and walked quickly away from Jody.

The moment he left, Jody confirmed that he could see the hatred in his face.

"Amapola is an addictive drug commonly used by wizards. Once taken in excessive doses, this drug can even cause curse-like burning to the soul. Improper use can even cause semi-permanent amnesia."

Snape stood on the podium indifferently and looked down at Jody, "I don't know where you came into contact with it. I hope you can rely on your own perseverance to quit it."

After saying this, he didn't look at Jody again.

Jody then understood Snape's misunderstanding that he saw himself as a drug addict.

Of course, Jody understands the medicinal properties of Amapola. After all, it is something that is put into the mouth. But in order to practice the spell, Jody had to insist on taking several courses of treatment, including spiritual consciousness division technique, spiritual awakening spell and brain defense technique.

exercises.

With Snape's personality, he would even insult you a few times but still think he valued you. When he felt that you were worthless, he would treat you like trash like he does now and never give you a second look.

Jody felt a little aggrieved.

Fortunately, as a very popular drug, Snape didn't care about the source of Jody's drug... He had to find time to fill in the gaps in his small warehouse.

After finally ending the last day of confinement, Jody left the classroom and got rid of several groups of guys who wanted to follow him and went to Myrtle's bathroom alone.

With the Awakening Mantra to prevent the car from rolling over, it’s time to try the Soul-Retaining Mantra.

The girls' bathroom seems to be messier than ever today.

Jody scanned the furnishings in the women's room and found that her belongings had been thrown out of the stall and scattered everywhere.

This is very abnormal. After all, given the relationship between the two of them, if Myrtle deliberately throws her things, she must be losing her temper.

Did you do anything to make her angry?

Jodi searched his memory uncertainly, but he already felt the wand in his hand and pulled it out.

There seemed to be other guests in this room that few people came to except him.