Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

How high Newt Scamanda's magical attainments are can be seen from how sturdy the studio he set up is.

When the elemental storm bit the tail of the rattan cage and hit the outer wall of the studio, everything in the studio actually remained motionless.

The spell of protection subdivides the elements into twelve colors and quickly distributes them to various areas of the studio.

Jodi saw the sun and the moon shining together on the ceiling of the studio. The brightest stars broke through the suppression of the sun and the moon and lit up their own brilliance.

The plants scattered around the studio transform under the impact of energy, replacing old branches and leaves through withering and prosperity.

The dead leaves were swept by the wind before everyone's eyes.

Jodi hurriedly walked through the canal with the teachers and heard the sound of water in his ears. He looked around to see that a steady stream of clear water was pouring into the pool through the canal. The originally lifeless bottom of the pool was now covered with moss and large shrubs.

Beautiful pictures decorate the field of vision.

Compared with the original loneliness, the vitality at this time makes people feel the loneliness of this land even more.

I hurriedly walked through the carefully constructed ecological area, and soon the ladder leading to the outside appeared in front of me.

"Come on! Catch me!" Hagrid grabbed Jody and jumped up to the outside of the box.

Immediately afterwards, one kind of professor jumped out of the box one after another.

"I guess you succeeded? Really." Professor Sprout looked very happy and bowed so that his eyes were level with Jodi's.

Jody could see her joy from the bottom of her heart, "Yes... that final trial was like a dream. I don't remember much. But I remember seeing Ravenclaw at the end! She

She talked to me a lot, as if she was still alive."

Compared to Professor Sprout who was simply happy to be the best among his students, Quirrell seemed a little uncomfortable.

Jody also felt a little uncomfortable when he knew he failed the test.

How to put it this way, it feels like you and your brothers in the dormitory skipped class and copied homework together, but at the end of the semester your friend failed the exam but you ranked first in the class.

"I think the difficulty of the final trial is related to the quality of the soul... I may have an advantage because I am the youngest."

"Then my trial should be the most difficult." Master Flamel smiled and supported beside him.

Quirrell shook his head, "The prayer is connected to the Great Library. Your test comes from the wisdom of Hogwarts. The affirmation you get is absolutely genuine, and you cannot say this for any purpose.

What we have to worry about next becomes more complicated than this.”

"Isn't having permission enough?" Jody couldn't help but wonder.

"The person with the right to operate the magic circle is you. The lowest level of authority does not have the ability to destroy the magic circle. You are only qualified to make small-scale additions. We have to adjust the plan so that we can borrow your authority to operate. This may require

Borrow some foreign objects." There was no time to be frustrated, Chilo started progressing through the levels without stopping.

In response to Quirrell's question, Master Flamel nodded, "It shouldn't be difficult, it just takes a little time."

"So..." Jodi thought about the topic for a while, and suddenly realized that there was not much work in this plan that required him to actually participate in it, "After all, I still can't help at all?"

Quirrell was a little irritated for a moment, "Haven't you done enough? You brought the shadow magic of the Seven Doors, you discovered the existence of the underground palace, and now even the permissions are obtained by you. Greedy brat!"

Jodi curled his lips and made a face where he couldn't see it, ugh~ It's really sour.

"You have to go back to class, dear." Professor Sprout rubbed Jody's head, "Talent may make you go faster, but hard work is what will keep you on the right track.

Thing, the adventure is over."

Quirrell obtained the consent of Nico Flamel and decided on the next move, "Then Master Flamel and I will go back to the temporary workshop first. The solution should be solved within a week at the earliest. Before that, if there is any problem in the Palace of the Holy Spirit,

Please tell us in time if there is any change.

Also, I’m sorry to trouble you for taking up so much of your time, Professor Sprout.”

"Haha, you are out of sight."

"So~ Jody!" Hagrid, who was standing at the window, interrupted the conversation, "If you don't mind, maybe you can sit with me in the hut for a while? It should be difficult to find something to eat at this hour."

"Uh~" Jody hesitated for a moment, "Don't add Nomomon milk to my soup anymore!"

"Why! Nomo beast milk is very nutritious!"

…

Hagrid was busy setting up a table for the two of them in the hut. In Jody's mind, Mordrea was chattering with questions, while the Sorting Hat helped him recall his final trial.

In the final trial, Jody's memories were inevitably interpreted. Fortunately, it was the spirit of Hogwarts that read his thoughts, not some other individual.

The country where Jodi lived had good security and social stability. Most of his needs in life could be met. Of course, after his forties, he will be more determined when facing many things, so there is nothing in him that transcends generations.

Only his energy and his mentality.

What seeps out from the neutron in his soul from the inside out is self-confidence that is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and an attitude that is neither humble nor overbearing.

Since he is connected to Jody's soul, it is unexpected for the Sorting Hat that Jody can pass the trial, but it is also reasonable.

The Sorting Hat was just curious as to why there was a special evaluation of the Seer in the Great Library's evaluation of Jody.

Jodi didn't respond for a long time, and the heated discussion between the two became quieter and quieter.

In the end, the two souls came together in the projection of Jody's mind. On the old big hat, the flower-elf-sized Mordrea climbed on the tip of the hat, "What happened to him?"

The Sorting Hat lowered his voice, "Choke?"

Mordria chuckled, "Chocked for so long? Is he the first alternate principal to choke to death in the history of Hogwarts?"

With no time to pay attention to either of them, Jodi stared at the spoon in his hand, the suspicion in his mind shining brightly at the center of the storm of thoughts.

"Maybe we don't have to wait a week!" Jody's sudden words made Hagrid look around in confusion.

The only person in the room except him was the drooling Tooth.

"Are you talking to me?"

"The reason why we need Professor Quirrell and Master Flamel to adjust the structure of the magic circle is because they think that I cannot complete the construction of the new shelter." Jody stood up from the dining table with some excitement, walked away from his seat and gestured.

While explaining to Hagrid.

"But as long as I can remember the structure of the new magic circle, and have enough ability to see the structure of the seven-fold door, I will have the consciousness to construct the magic circle, and then as long as I have strong enough magic power to support me to complete it..."

That object flashed through Jody's mind - the Philosopher's Stone!

"But you haven't even learned it, how can you remember it?"

Hagrid didn't quite understand the complicated things Jody said. He tried to raise doubts and persuade Jody not to mess around.

"No, remembering is not difficult for me. The problem I have to solve is that my spirit is not strong enough to support me in contact with the Seventh Door..." Jodi will think of the time when he forcibly read the Seventh Door.

"Professor Quirrell and the others can handle everything well, maybe you don't have to think too much..."

Jody opened his mouth and finally gave up on explaining. After eating and chatting for a while, he left Hagrid's hut.

‘So how do you plan to complete your plan?’ The Sorting Hat, who had guessed that he would not give up, was already looking forward to it.

Jody walked through the owl loft and headed towards the whomping willow.

"I am still one thing away from that extraordinary and powerful soul!"