Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 111 Professor McGonagall’s Strategy

McGonagall looked at Professor Flitwick and motioned for him to speak first.

"Odd and I have some discussions about magic, so I would like to invite Odd to my office." Flitwick scratched his head.

"Magic power?" Mag looked at Bree. She did not ask about this matter in detail, but said kindly to Bree: "I am just trying to understand the progress of your mastery of the God-calling Guardian Curse."

McGonagall added: "I also prepared green apple pie..."

Green apple pie, oh, it's the God-calling Guardian. It just so happens that Bree also has some doubts about this spell, and he also wants to ask Professor McGonagall about the deeper secrets of transformation.

"I'm sorry, Professor Flitwick, I haven't started writing a paper on magic yet. I recently encountered an obstacle and I'm still researching it. I'll ask you again when I find the direction, okay?"

Hearing Bree's words, Flitwick was disappointed, but quickly said: "Of course, but if you have any problems, you can come to me and I will do my best to help you."

Professor McGonagall smiled with satisfaction, but then glared at the nervous Lockhart beside him and said, "Please be prepared to go to the principal's office tomorrow to explain clearly what happened here, Professor Lockhart."

After saying that, she pulled Bree away from the messy place, and Flitwick also hurriedly left. He didn't have a good impression of Lockhart, and he wouldn't help him clean up the mess.

Professor McGonagall's office is on the second floor and will arrive soon.

It's very cozy here, the big soft sofas are very comfortable, and the fireplace is glowing with warm firelight.

"Sit down, Bree."

Professor McGonagall tapped the table with her wand, and a house elf suddenly appeared.

"A glass of milk and a...well, three green apple pie."

"Oh yes, Professor!"

The house elf disappeared immediately upon receiving the order.

"How did you like the book, Bree?"

Bree took out his notes from his pocket, turned to the page recording the summoning guard, handed it to Professor McGonagall, and said, "I'm practicing, but I can only make a little white mist all the time."

Thinking of this magic spell, Brie became a little irritated. He was very quick to learn all kinds of magic, but he got stuck on the God-calling Guard.

"Oh?" Professor McGonagall was a little puzzled, and asked Bree to perform it once.

"Call God Guard!"

Bree did not reveal her ability to cast spells without magic. The wand on her wrist popped out and cast the spell instantly. However, only a little white mist appeared on the tip of the wand, which quickly disappeared. This was the same as the first time Bree cast it on the train. There is no difference in time.

"There's been no progress at all these days, and I'm a little confused."

Bree put down her wand, thinking to herself, and said uncertainly: "The book says this is a magic that relies on love... it requires happy memories, but I'm sorry, it may be difficult for me to find it."

Bree looked up at McGonagall's worried eyes and said frankly: "Even coming to the happy place of Hogwarts for the first time is not enough support for me to use it."

What's even more strange is that Brie can't use natural magic. The power that can filter out emotional pollution like black magic has no effect on the God-calling Guardian.

Bree thought that this magic must have some deeper power, which might help his research on natural magic to a higher level.

"Am I lacking love, Professor?" Bree lowered her head dejectedly. Different from the dilemma of failing to learn snake language, Calling God Guard is not a blood magic. Many wizards can do it. Only dark wizards with evil hearts cannot cast it.

Bree doesn't think he's evil inside, he's always been a good kid.

"Oh, Bree, this isn't your problem..."

Professor McGonagall also thought of this, but she saw it more clearly.

"I can't tell you directly, there are some things that you need to discover by yourself. Of course, if you still have no clue after a while, then I will help you."

Professor McGonagall touched Bree. She thought it was too easy for Bree to learn magic. This was definitely not a good thing for a child. A certain amount of setbacks would allow Bree to learn to respect magic and the world.

And at this time the green apple pies also arrived, and they appeared suddenly on the table.

"Let's eat something first. I'll go find some information for you. You'll need it later when learning the transformation technique."

Professor McGonagall didn't say much about summoning the divine guards. He went straight to his bookshelf and started looking for some high-level transfiguration notes. Those were all written by McGonagall when he was young, and they were just useful for Bree.

……

"The basilisk is out?"

In the dark place on the third floor, Ginny with a strange expression walked in the hidden corridor like a puppet on strings. She touched the cold wall and said coldly: "Who entered the secret room?"

And soon, her complexion changed.

"I can't control this girl for too long, give me some more time, and I will find you out..."

Ginny left with hurried footsteps, and at the entrance to the secret room on the second floor, Arnold with a ferocious face strangled her neck. One of his eyes was full of pleading, while the other was extremely fierce.

"Let, let go, me, cough cough cough..."

"You must be obedient. It will be your honor to kneel at Lord Voldemort's feet..."

He let go of his hand, and the begging will that was struggling to support fell asleep.

"Fizz!"

The sink in the bathroom opened with a bang, and Anos walked in tiredly. When he came to the secret room and saw the basilisk lying comfortably in the secret room, he was extremely annoyed.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so to so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so to so so so so to with with with with with all those Cornish elves."

"Hiss..." Hungry...

Arnold stared at the basilisk with a displeased expression, but there was nothing he could do.

"Damn Lockhart, I didn't expect that his Oblivion Curse actually reacted with the Imperius Curse given to me by Lord Voldemort, causing that guy to escape from his consciousness!"

"You also wasted this opportunity to create chaos and steal the Sorting Hat, cough cough cough!"

Arnold covered the blood flowing from his mouth, but he couldn't stop the two lines of bloody tears flowing from his eyes.

"I can't use magic recently. I can't even walk into Dumbledore's office now!"

His blood-red eyes glanced coldly at the basilisk still lying down and said: "Hiss, hiss..."

"Stay here and wait for my next order. Next time, you will be full..."

After saying that, Arnold staggered out of the secret room. The reaction between Lockhart's oblivion and the Imperius Curse was obviously not that simple.

……

Holding a stack of notes, Bree waited until Professor McGonagall closed the door, then turned and headed to the turret. It was much more convenient to study magic in the turret.

"grown ups!"

Nico rushed forward in an instant, and Bree reluctantly put the information on the table, and took out the nectar he asked the house-elf in the kitchen.

"Don't eat too much tonight, Nico."

Bree picked up a book. There were some pictures about human structure recorded on it. Professor McGonagall was already preparing to teach him the human body transformation technique. Because of the danger, Bree needed to master some basic information first to avoid causing harm.

"Animagus?"

At the bottom of the information is a notebook recording information related to Animagus. However, the steps of the magic ritual have been taken away by Professor McGonagall in advance. These are just for Bree to know in advance.

"Meow?"

Huangzi felt Brie staring at him and gave a tentative cry. When Brie looked away, he lay down peacefully in the pile of books, extremely cautious.

"No wonder Professor McGonagall bought me a cat."

Bree casually flipped through the notes recording Animagus, which said that observing or getting along with an animal for a long time can increase the possibility of Animagus transforming.

Professor McGonagall hopes Bree's Animagus is a cat.

"Perhaps Professor McGonagall would prefer me to raise a lion, but the school rules don't allow it."

That way Professor McGonagall would have an excuse to talk about Bree's transfer again.

Speaking of Animagus, Bree thought of Professor Flitwick.

"Professor Flitwick's Animagus was weird at first, and it would be painful to hold it for a long time."

Thinking of Professor Flitwick's ferocious look when he turned into a giant eagle in the forbidden area of ​​the ancient tree elves, Bree felt that there must be some reason behind it.

"I'll ask you later, but I have to write the first draft about natural magic first. I just mention the characteristics of natural magic, and then add the meditation method... and add the elements I discovered two days ago..."

As for how to let wizards control natural magic, Brie could only apologize. Now is not the time, and he has not yet figured it out.

"We still need to let Luna try. She can see the natural magic power, but she cannot mobilize their power, because Luna is different from me in the beginning. She does not have her own natural magic power in her body."

Bree used the natural magic power in his body to attract the natural magic power from the outside to use the natural magic power to amplify the power of the spell, and then relied on his kindness to nature to communicate with those elements to create natural magic.

This is one of a kind!

Up to now, Brie still has two magic systems in his body, but he usually doesn't use the magic power belonging to the wizard very much.

"Only when a wizard's magic power can also be used to mobilize natural magic power, can the natural magic system be used by wizards. Otherwise, it will be in vain and they will only be regarded as crazy."

Bree could already imagine the mocking words he made after making his remarks about natural magic. The wizards would not agree with it. Even a being like Professor Flitwick would not be sure of this power before he saw Bree's power. The greatness of power.

Bree narrowed her eyes and flicked her wand.

"It's not important that it can't be proven. What's important is that I can use it. I believe that knowledgeable professors are willing to help me study it. I won't reveal it until I stand at the top of this system..."

Only Bree becoming a dictator can control the future of natural magic. No one will be grateful for his selfless dedication. Those who will only use the knowledge Bree spreads to overthrow him, change his name, and use their power to create their own authority. .

"It will surely become a joke if someone finds a sharp stone and kills it with a sharp stone."

Bree wonders how to become the master of natural magic...

"I don't want to be Merlin, to be looked up to by wizards, but in the end there is only one sentence - oh, Merlin's stinky socks."

(End of this chapter)