Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

The mysterious reflected shape that flows between the two souls. The mysterious volume that Mordrea can carry is certainly not comparable to that of Peeves, but she is better at cooperating.

Myrtle is still very willing to do something for Jody, especially with her current 'taken away' status.

It sounds like a little black slave in a mine, but strictly speaking it's not wrong.

After being debugged by the ghost in the staff, Jodi's magic became more targeted. After being able to control more details of the magic, Jodi's casting accuracy was improved.

It can be called an extremely effective spell.

Jody spent the entire weekend practicing spells in the Shrieking Shack, and the two quickly became adept at cooperating with each other.

"...How should I put it? You're a little more irritable than I thought." Mordria found a home in the wand, and the two people's minds were able to communicate with each other under the magical communication.

Before, when Peeves was in the wand, I felt disgusted. But when the soul in the wand was replaced by a girl we knew well, Jody felt that everything was very different.

The soft whispers ringing in my ears were like the sound of nature compared to the vulgar songs sung by Peeves' rough voice.

"You..." Jodi originally planned to fight back, but after speaking he didn't know how to describe it for a moment, "Am I the only one who feels this way? Why do I always feel that I can touch you?"

"Ahhh!"

Before Jodi could finish speaking, Mordrea's voice suddenly rose and she screamed in Jodi's ear, "You pervert! Pervert! Red-crowned spotted rooster! I didn't mention it specifically, why do you insist?"

speak out!"

It's no wonder she yelled, when Jodi's magic power came out, the feeling of fusion was by no means as simple as mere contact.

Unlike Peeves, who was extremely resistant to rejection, this little ghost was actually completely defenseless against him?

"Ah~"

Jodi thought more and more deeply, and for a while, the uncontrollable magic penetrated too much.

Mordria let out a strange cry.

The accent was so strange that Jodi blushed, "What are you doing?"

"Don't...you..." Myrtle's coquettishness at this time was quite refreshing compared to the fierce and unruly manner when we first met, "Don't explore the magic power too deeply. I seemed to have absorbed something just now."

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Jodi was immediately shocked, "Illithid?"

"What is that?" Even if you have never heard of this word, it is not difficult to guess that it is not a good word.

Jodi changed the subject with a smirk, "Shouldn't it be a good thing? I don't feel the loss of magic power. If you can get benefits, you can't care about my illegal imprisonment."

"This is different. Ghosts are not living beings after all. This kind of absorption... will make me have desires. Once lost, it will be difficult for me to stop." Mordria said, feeling a little sad again.

Jody could only comfort, "Okay, I have plenty of magic power, you should feel it."

As he spoke, he carefully poured the magic power into the wand and wrapped the curled-up Mordrea inside.

Miraculously, this was the first time he had truly touched a girl. As the magic flowed, he could clearly feel the girl's presence, the slenderness of her fingers, the suppleness of her hair and... those big glasses.

"Anyway, don't be polite to me. Maybe if you stay in my wand for a while, I will have the honor of taking off your silly bubbling glasses."

Mordria felt the magic slipping through her. The hand she spread out in front of her seemed to be inviting and expecting something. But the current Jodi was not strong enough to hold her with the palm of his magic.

hand.

"Huh, red-crowned rooster~" Mordrea complained in a low voice. She didn't know whether she was protesting what Jody said about her glasses, or complaining about something else.

On the first day when she was haunted by a ghost, Jodi always tended to get distracted from her practice. The voice in her head would always appear from time to time and say something that interested her.

Although Jody could stop the conversation as long as she cut off the magic link, Mordrea was in such high spirits that she couldn't let her down.

After that weird dream, the Night Devil's web seemed to be completely closed, without any movement at all.

Jody was a little confused about what he had done that last night, but he had a lot more important things to deal with than those 'old things'.

One is of course Quirrell's research. This guy who couldn't be counted on was completely panicked after Professor Binns disappeared.

'I'm sorry Jodi, I heard about Professor Binns. But it was an accident. I can still guarantee that the formation will be repaired. Please believe me... Professor Binns' departure means that the Palace of the Holy Spirit has been officially opened. I have to

Hurry up and talk to Master Flamel.'

I have to talk to Master Flamel... I have to talk to Master Dumbledore...

At what point do you start saying, 'I've got to talk to Master Joyce...'.

Quirrell, who hurriedly left get out of class, did not give Jodi the chance to show off that Mordrea had moved into the wand of wights. In fact, after that day, Professor Quirrell canceled half of the classes and focused most of his energy on advancing research. .

Secondly, there was something wrong with Jodi's Animagus transformation.

Just after that night.

The extra abnormal sound between the two hearts is like a clone of Jodi's spiritual consciousness that has been chopped into pieces, but it's not that similar.

Jody could feel them, but had no control over them.

When Jodi wanted to change his voice, the fragments were like oil droplets splashing next to the candle, attracting the flames in their direction.

When his own transformation naturally appeared in his mind, a third party inexplicably appeared between him and the snake.

That familiar face was replaced with red eyes. He was a lonely ghost from a previous life.

But this time, Jody didn't think he needed to continue to be reckless. He could slowly study the Animagus transformation bit by bit.

After reading so many books, Jody had some idea.

In the "Igni Prophecy" there is such a term "World Rules", which explains the connection between the soul and the world:

The soul comes from the world, and will naturally carry the rules of the world when it is born. The rules contain power to maintain the form of the soul and the characteristics of the living body recorded in the rules.

All worlds have only simple rules at the beginning. The rules need to be slowly compiled based on the order in which the soul is born in the world - the soul gathers power - and the soul carrying power returns to the world.

The final rules will take shape, binding the power of the soul according to the will of the world.

It has long been normal for wizards to parade in the world, and we have seen many other forms of world will. However, the relevant knowledge is restricted knowledge, and Jodi can only find some fragments from wizards' documents and novels.

Sometimes the will of the world will be impatient before it is formed, eager to get more. The world will shoot itself out like a spell and blast it on other worlds. The soul that comes out of its will will become greedy.

It is foody and aggressive, and will devour everything of its host until the next prey appears.

Sometimes the will of the world will close itself in loneliness and fear, just to prevent the soul in the body from walking out of its sky. The world will arrange the best rules and the noblest gestures for its soul, but one day it will

The system collapses as their power is exhausted, and they ultimately have to rely on parasitism to survive.

Sometimes the will of the world will realize the importance of the rules early and arrange them properly. After the rules are completely perfected, it will no longer need the soul to control its power, so it takes away all the power.

This kind of world will be fully developed, but it is the most envied host of parasites...

The world we live in now has experienced hundreds of battles, is sufficiently tolerant, and has absolute dominance.

The fragments of the world that perished around it in the passage of time were attracted to him and hid in its belly. After the rules were taken away, it left behind a mysterious existence for extraordinary beings to serve it.

And hidden among these fragments, the world of extraordinary beings is separated from the ordinary ones, and they do not interfere with each other under the guidance of rules.