Chapter 126 Crookshanks and Gouzi
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
The screeching sound was enough to pierce the eardrums, and on the dementor's body, a layer as thin as light smoke seemed to be grabbed and violently torn apart by a big hand.
John was more focused than ever, and the wand in his hand was like a scalpel, controlling the dementors to be peeled off bit by bit.
The magic crystal hanging around the neck shimmered, and the third dementor died as John accidentally overpowered it.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, John's brows did not relax.
He didn't understand why he still couldn't control every trace of magic power precisely.
"It is impossible to read the mind of the dementor, and it can only be distinguished by the size of the cry."
Taking off the earplugs with a blank face, John tapped the cabinet with his fingers once and for all.
The Boggart inside didn't dare to make a sound, it shrank in the cabinet as if it was dead.
John glanced at the newly added reagent shelf, where a vial of a smoky substance sat.
It was something, blood, so to speak, that he had worked so hard to wring out of the Boggart.
There were no solids floating, and the black smoke was scurrying in the reagent without direction.
This kind of thing reminded John of another creature in the wizarding world.
quietly.
On the side, there are different numbers of floating silver silk threads.
These things look very pure and divine.
"Is this the undigested soul of the dementor, or its own soul?"
After pondering for a moment, John put on his gloves and picked out the silver wires inside with his wand.
It looked exactly like what came out of Nagini, and John grabbed it without the call.
He stared at Yinsi, and a crazy idea appeared in his mind.
"Return of the soul."
The wand was pointed at his brain, and the silver thread went into John's ear.
Suddenly, everything in front of John's eyes changed.
He couldn't move at all, and a black long-haired wizard appeared in front of him.
His face was cold, as if looking at an ant.
With a light flick of the wand, John felt as if his body had been knocked to shatter the bones, and the skin was peeled off inch by inch.
The scream came to his mouth, and John whimpered.
It turned out that the tongue had already been cut off, and the veins were protruding near the eye sockets.
John couldn't get rid of it, his face was hideous, and there were many imprisoned people like him here.
Resentment began to spread in John's head, and finally overflowed and gathered the entire room.
After a long torture, John's eyes widened.
At last everything disappeared and he returned to the secret room.
Panting heavily, everything John experienced was extremely real. Looking at the time, half an hour has passed.
"It's too dangerous to implant a soul into the body."
Slumped down with lingering fear, John closed his eyes tightly, and waited for a while before he recovered.
The table in front has clear fingerprints on the edge.
It can be seen how much pain John has just had.
"We'll have to use another method in the future."
John's fingers were bleeding, and he cast a spell on himself to stop the bleeding.
However, this does not seem to be without benefits. John felt much more refreshed after a good night's sleep.
"what happened?"
Looking at the book in amazement, John has not turned on the master mode, but he can do ten lines at a glance.
This made him very surprised, and immediately thought of a possibility, he muttered: "Could it be because of that soul fragment?"
Stuffing soul fragments into the brain can increase mental power?
John feels that this is what the dark wizard did, and he is a good person.
This state lasted for an hour, and it seemed that there was a time limit.
"If it is made into a medicine, it can be said to be a stimulant in the magic world."
Walking out of the classroom after class, John still had some nostalgia for that feeling.
...
On the eve of Halloween, the Slytherin lounge burst into laughter.
Daphne reluctantly bid farewell to her sister Astoria, and Malfoy and his attendants vowed to drink.
Handing Filch permission to go to Hogsmeade, John saw Harry pleading with Professor McGonagall.
"Please Professor McGonagall, my aunt and uncle just...er... forgot to sign the form."
Professor McGonagall said solemnly with a businesslike expression, "I'm afraid not, Potter, you should have heard what I said, you can't go to Hogsmeade without a statement."
In fact, Professor McGonagall didn't want Harry to go out, and the little wizards didn't know, but Professor McGonagall knew that Sirius was looking for Harry outside.
Although it is said that Hogsmeade Village is a village of all wizards, it is Sirius, a ruthless character whose curse has blown up a street.
So Professor McGonagall didn't let go, which made Harry lose his mind.
John raised his eyebrows, that's not right, could it be that what he said to Dursley last time was ignored?
It's really hard to persuade the damn ghost, if one day Harry turns black, Dursley will be the first to die.
Seeing Harry lost, Hermione and Ron also went to comfort him.
"Isn't there a banquet?" Ron wanted to cheer Harry up, and said, "You know, the Halloween banquet is held at night."
In the past, Harry might have been looking forward to the banquet.
But compared to being able to hang out with his companions all day, he still finds it too boring.
In fact, the Dursleys had really forgotten about this matter, and they hadn't contacted them after Harry left, and Harry still left in a fit of anger, never thinking that the Dursleys would sign the autograph.
After going back and forth, I didn't ask for Dursley's signature.
Seeing that he was disappointed, John went up and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, isn't it just all kinds of joke products and all kinds of delicious candies, and butter beer can also be drunk in the future."
Hearing John's comfort, Hogsmeade aroused Harry's heart even more, and Harry's whole face fell down.
Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, and complained: "How can you persuade people like this."
Feeling that he didn't say anything strange, John patted Harry on the shoulder again, and he turned and left.
A dog and a cat were walking outside. This combination made Ron subconsciously cover his pockets, and he was relieved when he remembered that he didn't bring his mouse.
Hermione called out, "Crookshanks."
Crookshanks stopped and turned to look at Hermione, still holding a package of dried fish in a paper bag in his mouth.
Tom also brought a bag of dog food, big and small, and the two little ones seemed to be visiting relatives.
"It was the right thing to do by giving Crookshanks to Tom."
A cat and a dog wandered around Hogwarts, and the relationship between Hermione and Ron eased.
Tom is the king of Hogwarts pets, and Crookshanks is very smart. The two guys stayed together and surprisingly didn't fight.
After Ron and Hermione hurriedly told Harry that they would bring gifts back, they chased the main force to Hogsmeade.
Harry watched everyone leave in disappointment, and walked back alone.
Filch stared at him sideways, as if afraid of Harry running away.
Mrs. Norris meowed, and Filch hurriedly took out the dried fish from his pocket and gave it to Mrs. Norris.
A cat and a dog ran all the way from the castle to Whomping Willow.
Without Tom showing off Malfoy again, Crookshanks stretched out his cat's paw and pressed on the knot on the Whomping Willow.
The Whomping Willow stopped moving immediately, and Tom ran into the secret passage below, followed by Crookshanks.
Sirius in the Screaming Shack has almost recovered. He was discovered by Muggles when he was going to Hogwarts, and Aurors chased him, and he was hit a few times.
Luckily he was an illegal Animagus who escaped capture by turning into a big black dog.
Seeing a cat and a dog approaching, Sirius grinned.
These two little guys are friends he knows, and the two little guys are very happy to help.
If John knew that Tom, the dog, gave dog food to others, he would probably scold him for not living up to expectations.
"Wang Wang."
"Meow meow."
I don't know how they communicate, cats and dogs bark one after another.
But it revealed a meaning, Sirius is going to act, to catch that damn mouse out and bite him to death.
Of course, there is no need to bother about leading the way.
Anyway, he is also a Hogwarts graduate, and Sirius knows the way.
...
John was more focused than ever, and the wand in his hand was like a scalpel, controlling the dementors to be peeled off bit by bit.
The magic crystal hanging around the neck shimmered, and the third dementor died as John accidentally overpowered it.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, John's brows did not relax.
He didn't understand why he still couldn't control every trace of magic power precisely.
"It is impossible to read the mind of the dementor, and it can only be distinguished by the size of the cry."
Taking off the earplugs with a blank face, John tapped the cabinet with his fingers once and for all.
The Boggart inside didn't dare to make a sound, it shrank in the cabinet as if it was dead.
John glanced at the newly added reagent shelf, where a vial of a smoky substance sat.
It was something, blood, so to speak, that he had worked so hard to wring out of the Boggart.
There were no solids floating, and the black smoke was scurrying in the reagent without direction.
This kind of thing reminded John of another creature in the wizarding world.
quietly.
On the side, there are different numbers of floating silver silk threads.
These things look very pure and divine.
"Is this the undigested soul of the dementor, or its own soul?"
After pondering for a moment, John put on his gloves and picked out the silver wires inside with his wand.
It looked exactly like what came out of Nagini, and John grabbed it without the call.
He stared at Yinsi, and a crazy idea appeared in his mind.
"Return of the soul."
The wand was pointed at his brain, and the silver thread went into John's ear.
Suddenly, everything in front of John's eyes changed.
He couldn't move at all, and a black long-haired wizard appeared in front of him.
His face was cold, as if looking at an ant.
With a light flick of the wand, John felt as if his body had been knocked to shatter the bones, and the skin was peeled off inch by inch.
The scream came to his mouth, and John whimpered.
It turned out that the tongue had already been cut off, and the veins were protruding near the eye sockets.
John couldn't get rid of it, his face was hideous, and there were many imprisoned people like him here.
Resentment began to spread in John's head, and finally overflowed and gathered the entire room.
After a long torture, John's eyes widened.
At last everything disappeared and he returned to the secret room.
Panting heavily, everything John experienced was extremely real. Looking at the time, half an hour has passed.
"It's too dangerous to implant a soul into the body."
Slumped down with lingering fear, John closed his eyes tightly, and waited for a while before he recovered.
The table in front has clear fingerprints on the edge.
It can be seen how much pain John has just had.
"We'll have to use another method in the future."
John's fingers were bleeding, and he cast a spell on himself to stop the bleeding.
However, this does not seem to be without benefits. John felt much more refreshed after a good night's sleep.
"what happened?"
Looking at the book in amazement, John has not turned on the master mode, but he can do ten lines at a glance.
This made him very surprised, and immediately thought of a possibility, he muttered: "Could it be because of that soul fragment?"
Stuffing soul fragments into the brain can increase mental power?
John feels that this is what the dark wizard did, and he is a good person.
This state lasted for an hour, and it seemed that there was a time limit.
"If it is made into a medicine, it can be said to be a stimulant in the magic world."
Walking out of the classroom after class, John still had some nostalgia for that feeling.
...
On the eve of Halloween, the Slytherin lounge burst into laughter.
Daphne reluctantly bid farewell to her sister Astoria, and Malfoy and his attendants vowed to drink.
Handing Filch permission to go to Hogsmeade, John saw Harry pleading with Professor McGonagall.
"Please Professor McGonagall, my aunt and uncle just...er... forgot to sign the form."
Professor McGonagall said solemnly with a businesslike expression, "I'm afraid not, Potter, you should have heard what I said, you can't go to Hogsmeade without a statement."
In fact, Professor McGonagall didn't want Harry to go out, and the little wizards didn't know, but Professor McGonagall knew that Sirius was looking for Harry outside.
Although it is said that Hogsmeade Village is a village of all wizards, it is Sirius, a ruthless character whose curse has blown up a street.
So Professor McGonagall didn't let go, which made Harry lose his mind.
John raised his eyebrows, that's not right, could it be that what he said to Dursley last time was ignored?
It's really hard to persuade the damn ghost, if one day Harry turns black, Dursley will be the first to die.
Seeing Harry lost, Hermione and Ron also went to comfort him.
"Isn't there a banquet?" Ron wanted to cheer Harry up, and said, "You know, the Halloween banquet is held at night."
In the past, Harry might have been looking forward to the banquet.
But compared to being able to hang out with his companions all day, he still finds it too boring.
In fact, the Dursleys had really forgotten about this matter, and they hadn't contacted them after Harry left, and Harry still left in a fit of anger, never thinking that the Dursleys would sign the autograph.
After going back and forth, I didn't ask for Dursley's signature.
Seeing that he was disappointed, John went up and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, isn't it just all kinds of joke products and all kinds of delicious candies, and butter beer can also be drunk in the future."
Hearing John's comfort, Hogsmeade aroused Harry's heart even more, and Harry's whole face fell down.
Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, and complained: "How can you persuade people like this."
Feeling that he didn't say anything strange, John patted Harry on the shoulder again, and he turned and left.
A dog and a cat were walking outside. This combination made Ron subconsciously cover his pockets, and he was relieved when he remembered that he didn't bring his mouse.
Hermione called out, "Crookshanks."
Crookshanks stopped and turned to look at Hermione, still holding a package of dried fish in a paper bag in his mouth.
Tom also brought a bag of dog food, big and small, and the two little ones seemed to be visiting relatives.
"It was the right thing to do by giving Crookshanks to Tom."
A cat and a dog wandered around Hogwarts, and the relationship between Hermione and Ron eased.
Tom is the king of Hogwarts pets, and Crookshanks is very smart. The two guys stayed together and surprisingly didn't fight.
After Ron and Hermione hurriedly told Harry that they would bring gifts back, they chased the main force to Hogsmeade.
Harry watched everyone leave in disappointment, and walked back alone.
Filch stared at him sideways, as if afraid of Harry running away.
Mrs. Norris meowed, and Filch hurriedly took out the dried fish from his pocket and gave it to Mrs. Norris.
A cat and a dog ran all the way from the castle to Whomping Willow.
Without Tom showing off Malfoy again, Crookshanks stretched out his cat's paw and pressed on the knot on the Whomping Willow.
The Whomping Willow stopped moving immediately, and Tom ran into the secret passage below, followed by Crookshanks.
Sirius in the Screaming Shack has almost recovered. He was discovered by Muggles when he was going to Hogwarts, and Aurors chased him, and he was hit a few times.
Luckily he was an illegal Animagus who escaped capture by turning into a big black dog.
Seeing a cat and a dog approaching, Sirius grinned.
These two little guys are friends he knows, and the two little guys are very happy to help.
If John knew that Tom, the dog, gave dog food to others, he would probably scold him for not living up to expectations.
"Wang Wang."
"Meow meow."
I don't know how they communicate, cats and dogs bark one after another.
But it revealed a meaning, Sirius is going to act, to catch that damn mouse out and bite him to death.
Of course, there is no need to bother about leading the way.
Anyway, he is also a Hogwarts graduate, and Sirius knows the way.
...
