Chapter 137：

understood.

He was a little taller than Daphne. He bent slightly closer to Daphne's white ears and asked in a low voice: "Did you make some food again?"

The hot air hits the cochlea, making it itch.

Daphne was so proud that she could hardly hold back the blush on her face.

When John saw it, he was convinced.

As expected, they are making new dishes.

He looked clear, then gritted his teeth and said in embarrassment: "As long as it's not about fruit, everything is easy to talk about."

He was really afraid of things like strawberry mapo tofu and strawberry dumplings.

Can't you let go of the fruit?

Daphne thought John liked to eat it, and immediately said in surprise: "How did you know I made chocolate steak Wellington today?"

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Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

A steak and a chocolate.

You can actually put them together? ? ?

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Chapter 156 Storm and Green Dragon

John's entire body went numb after he forcefully ate a piece of Steak Wellington chocolate on Valentine's Day.

I don’t know who taught Daphne how to cook this way. Others pay attention to balanced nutrition and complete color, fragrance and flavor.

She is good at it. She doesn’t care about the color, fragrance, and nutrition. She is also very good at nutrition.

Whoever eats steak with chocolate is already high in calories, but now it goes through the roof.

It was only because John had no sense of taste that he could chew it. Heinrich couldn't help but look in admiration.

By the way, Heinrich also received chocolate.

His pale face suddenly gained some color, and he opened the chocolate and took a bite.

Yeah, it smells like garlic.

I heard that the Weasley twins were blocked in Gryffindor Tower later. If Professor McGonagall hadn't come, one of them would have gone to the school hospital.

Time passes day by day.

Sirius Black was hiding in hiding, and John even wondered if he was in the Forbidden Forest.

March 6th.

The gray sky, winter is gone, and all dormant things are waiting for an order.

A depressing atmosphere spread in the castle, and the students didn't like this weather.

John was outside the castle, looking up at the sky. He knew that the time had come.

Taking the small bag, John headed to the Forbidden Forest.

This time, instead of searching for Sirius Black, we were waiting for a storm.

Affected by Thunderbird, John could feel that a huge rainstorm was brewing in the dark clouds.

He needs to reach the place where the mixed liquid is buried in advance.

After a year, the spider nest that had been burned by the fire was still barren of vegetation.

John was at the door of the spider nest, waiting for the arrival of the thunder.

I took out my pocket watch and took a look. After the hour hand turned 30°, the first drop of rain fell from the sky.

Heavy raindrops fell on the palm of my hand, and the next second it rained heavily.

The water vapor covered Hogwarts with a gray curtain, and a bolt of lightning flashed in the sky.

"Boom!"

On the Day of Waking of Insects, all things come to life.

When the time came, John rushed to where the mixed liquid was buried, turned over the soil, and a bottle of blood-red potion appeared in the soil.

He succeeded.

Picking up the bottle, John braved the storm and rushed to another chosen place as fast as he could.

Transformation requires a wide and safe place. Although there are many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, no one comes.

After arriving at the location, John blew hard into his palm, and the mist quickly spread out and covered the surrounding area.

Pointing the tip of the wand to his heart, John recited the spell he knew by heart.

"Amato, Animo, Animado, Animagus (AmatoAnimoAnimatoAnimagus

After finishing reciting, drink the blood-red liquid in one gulp.

Strong pain swept through his body, and a second heartbeat sounded in his ears.

John couldn't help but bow down and put his hands on his knees. The pain traveled through his body, as if he was splitting bones and cleaning the marrow inside.

An extremely chaotic consciousness appeared in his mind. It rushed into his brain and was suppressed by John.

The first thing to change was the hands, with sharp claws protruding from the nails.

The school uniform on his body turned into scales, his pupils turned into vertical ones, and his fangs pierced his lips.

John's body was rising, and his heavy breathing was unlike anything he would make.

The clothes completely blended into my body, my back felt itchy, and something came out.

Spines sprouted out one after another, like bat-like wings

The horns grow out, and the tail touches the trees and easily cuts them off.

In the fog, a pair of brown eyes opened.

John exhaled through his nose, and a flame appeared, startling him.

He is now a behemoth reaching fifty feet in size, probably the largest of all Animagus.

The dark green scales are like ink jade, the wings are waving gently, and the wind blows away the fog in front of the eyes.

He turned into a dragon. Although it was green, it looked black to the naked eye, not the green dragon native to Britain.

Judging from the size, it is at least as ruthless as the Hungarian Horntail.

Feeling a burning sensation in his throat that was about to burst out, John opened his mouth, and a huge fireball hit the ground. The rain fell down and evaporated into dense water vapor.

The eyes can see farther. With a blink of the lantern-sized eyes, you can clearly see a place hundreds of meters away.

The rain pattered on the body, and the aloof dragon looked down at everything. The pressure of the dragon clan made the animals crawl and tremble.

After getting used to the Animagus form for a while, John closed his eyes and imagined his original appearance.

The size begins to shrink and the scales gradually fade away.

When he opened his eyes again, John had returned to his human form.

The rain fell on me and I picked up the fallen wand.

John rolled up his sleeves, and the thunderbird feather on his left hand disappeared.

This is good news, the thunderbird's ability to control the weather is still there.

John waved his wand lightly, and the lightning was pulled down and struck a tree.

The flames burned instantly and were extinguished by the rain soon.

"A blessing in disguise."

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, John used the transformation technique to conjure an umbrella.

A little later, the rain fell from my body.

Except for some moisture in his hair, John returned to his usual appearance.

Walking out of the Forbidden Forest in the rain, John saw the red-shirted players flying on the Quidditch pitch, not taking a break even in the heavy rain.

After he left, a black dog came running in a very embarrassed state, wet from the rain.

He stared at the place that seemed to have been crushed by some monster, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

"What kind of monster is so scary? The animals nearby were so scared that they collapsed to the ground."

Sirius didn't know what terrible monsters there were in the Forbidden Forest. Judging from their posture, at least it had to be a dragon to have such a deterrent effect.

There are many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, but there are no fire dragons.

He fell into deep thought.

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The decisive battle between Slytherin and Gryffindor will be held in April.

The two academy teams are now desperate for their lives. Gryffindor's training ended after Wood was struck by lightning.

In confusion, Wood was carried into the school hospital.

When John met Harry, he was too anxious to see himself.

The Weasley twins joked that Harry was a disaster at school, and Wood was a disaster at the stadium.

Every time he plays, something always happens to Wood.

None of these disasters can dispel Wood's love, it can only be said to be true love.

John stopped for a while, and the Quidditch pitch was quickly occupied by the Slytherin team.

Goyle and Crabbe were blocking the door like door gods to prevent others from entering. Young Master Malfoy, who was being trained in secret, walked in with a Firebolt in front of everyone.

The current team is almost based on Malfoy as the absolute core. Even Flint is not as good as Malfoy.

"John, remember to cheer us up."

John waved and left. He squinted his eyes. This weather was suitable for him to have a lot of fun.

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The Ministry of Magic is in trouble again.

Three dementors were lost almost overnight, and even the Auror could not find any clues.

They were going crazy with anxiety, and Oz jumped up and cursed, putting the blame on Sirius.

John returned to the castle with the three dementors he had captured.

Skillfully dismantling the dementors, the remaining souls were enough for John to heal his arm, and the ring turned completely black.

There was still one month left for the competition, and Malfoy was obsessed with training and didn't perform very well in class.

John, on the contrary, was as perfect as ever.

Professor Flitwick, who was so perfect in the Charms class, got excited and gave John 20 extra points.

Hermione seemed very tired. John didn't see her during class in the morning.

This made Daphne even happier.

By the afternoon, John's divination class was in full swing.

On the other hand, Hermione became very irritable, even rude to a professor for the first time, and gave up the Divination class directly.

John was a little surprised. This didn't seem to be Hermione's character.

Of course, Professor Trelawney hurt Hermione's heart when she said she had no talent.

This actually verified Professor Trelawney's prediction that someone would leave the classroom.

There are still four days until Easter, and John makes a bottle of soul potion on time every day.

By the time Easter came, John’s hands were no longer shaking, but his fingers were a little clumsy.