Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

Is Jodi an existence beyond the rules?

He didn't dare to say something that would easily flash his tongue, but maybe after his rebirth, the will of the world also wanted to kill him?

Or maybe you are the lucky one who narrowly escaped after a rule bug?

I can’t believe all the shamanic readings, but Jodi has somewhat confirmed what the characteristics of the soul entangled in him are.

Those are the remnants of rules from the previous world. They are what are left after the same rules have been digested by the current world. They are things that this world cannot digest.

Just a few days after Professor Binns disappeared, and after the students in Slytherin gradually settled down, it was finally time for the observation group to leave the school. Jody, who had saved the little ghost, planned to continue relying on the extracted amabol

La drunkenness, dreaming and death... No, I mean. When practicing hard.

Quirrell, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, broke the peace again.

Quirrell's panic made Jodi nervous. Seeing the haggard appearance of this handsome Ravenclaw senior, Jodi couldn't help but feel sad.

There was a time when he stayed up late every day to catch up on projects, and he looked like a ghost.

Alas, evil capitalism, poor social animals.

"I just left the Room of Requirement today. As you know, I asked a friend of mine to take my classes for the past two weeks..."

Of course Jodi knew about this, and the observation group had a little trouble with the matter of changing teachers.

"The seven doors of God... I heard that Myrtle disappeared. I'm sorry." Quirrell even looked a little bit broken. His eyes were red, his hair was messy, as if he hadn't washed it for a long time, and there were stains on his body.

Smells the kind of... rotten smell that Flamel had?

This is more appropriate but seems a bit impolite.

"I still believe you can repair the shelter..."

Jody's relaxed expression made Quirrell feel even more guilty. Not only were there circles under his eyes, but the tip of his nose was also red. "Professor Binns, Bloody Barrow, Nearly Headless Nick, and Peeves are also missing...and...

Your... I'm sorry my friend, I really really wanted it to go faster."

Seeing that the big boy was about to collapse, Jody quickly showed off his magic wand.

‘Don’t show me off to others like a pet!’ Mordria inside the wand bared her teeth and claws.

Speaking of display, all Jodi could do was show his wand, and he couldn't project Mordrea's appearance.

"Mordria is here with me. I originally planned to tell you earlier. But you were too busy and never had the chance."

After optimizing the pronunciation, Myrtle's name sounds a little different, but it's not difficult to hear the connection between the two as long as you know it.

Quirrell might still question what others said, but it was hard for him to ignore Jodi's words habitually.

"Spirit-binding spell? How did you learn such an unorthodox spell?"

In order to increase his credibility, Jody had to show off his magic spell, "Ligatum ad animam!"

The white light zigzagged in the air, which was indeed the spell of the Soul-Retaining Curse. Seeing this spell, Quirrell immediately believed Jodi's story.

He breathed a sigh of relief and his legs felt a little weak.

Damn it, what kind of mental capacity do you have to think about going to Albania to capture Voldemort?

When Quirrell found him, Jody had just finished his afternoon Charms class, and the corridor that had been empty suddenly became crowded with people again.

Quirrell was very surprised that such a flow of people could make the students so enthusiastic. It was either a Quidditch match or just a Halloween dinner. "What happened?"

Hearing Quirrell's question, Jody shrugged, "You don't know yet, but when the observation group left, they strongly requested Professor Dumbledore to accompany them. I guess the Ministry of Magic started urging them again... They are on their way this afternoon.

, of course the students want to watch the excitement."

"What!!!" Quirrell jumped up in shock, "You mean Mr. Dumbledore is leaving school?"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Jody didn't know what was going on but followed him anyway.

Quirrell's body froze in place for a moment. Jodi was confused at first, and then guessed that he wanted to change his body directly but failed.

Only house elves in Hogwarts can use the Displacement Spell, and failure is normal. After the last spell failed, Quirrell immediately grasped the wand and almost floated forward in the corridor as his pace quickened.

Jodi used the gravity spell to barely keep up. When the gravity spell is used on himself, it becomes difficult to control it. I have to give credit to the little ghost who helped.

Seeing Jodi follow, Quirrell explained in a low voice. His words were captured by magic and gathered into a thread and sent to Jodi's ear, "The Sanctuary is something made by Rowena Ravenclaw. Flamel and I

The professor thought of many ways but could not repair it without destroying it.

So what we came up with was creating a new route for the shelter."

When they turned the corner, the magic power of the two people pushed away the kids blocking the way without leaving any trace. The senior who was aware of it turned around and saw that it was Quirrell and did not dare to say anything.

"We need to open a line to draw power from the Holy Spirit Palace to supplement the shelter, and then complete the parts of the shelter that were not perfect. Master Flamel and Dumbledore have no big problems in repairing the magic circle.

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But we encountered a big trouble when we started to implement it.

At Hogwarts, teachers have the same status as priests, and the principal has the same status and rights as a monarch.

Lord Dumbledore's inaction has caused many people to forget the privileges that only those headmasters have.

Master Flamel and I do not have the authority of the principal. Excessive operations will make the seven doors wary and even backfire... Fortunately, we have the magic stone, otherwise I am afraid..."

Quirrell didn't tell the whole story, but it can be guessed that they must have encountered some danger during the attempt. As he was talking, the two of them could already see the crowd walking towards the outside of the school.

Dumbledore was so tall that Lucius could only raise his head to show his arrogant expression, and the angle he looked up at made him unable to gather much momentum.

But his topic seemed to make Dumbledore very uncomfortable. Dumbledore was not good at debates and politics.

The carriage pulled by six Thestrals is decorated with gold and silver decorations. The dark blue paint color looks low-key and luxurious. It is obviously the collection of a pure-blood family.

Just before everyone got into the car, Quirrell's sudden thrust seemed very impolite, but he couldn't care less about it.

Jodi and the two finally stopped the crowd in front of the carriage.

"Professor Dumbledore! Professor Dumbledore, you can't leave. There are some things..." Jody poked Quirrell in the back and reminded him to pay attention to his words, "There are some things that you must do. We need you."

"Quirrell, my friend, what's wrong with you?" Even if Dumbledore was so talented, he couldn't guess too much from a riddle. He looked confused but he also guessed that it was about the asylum.

matter.

But from the previous discussion, we learned that Quirrell and the others had almost completed the analysis of the shelter.

Quirrell kept scratching his temples with his fingers, looking like he was pleading.

Even Jody guessed his intentions.

He was asking Dumbledore to use Legilimency on him.