Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 143 The Agreement between Professor Flitwick and Bree

"Professor Flitwick?"

Bree sneaked up behind Professor Flitwick who was hiding in a secret corner and flipping through a book. Professor Flitwick's height could not block the words on the book. After seeing the book in his hand clearly, Bree shouted with a strange expression. Said: "Are you going to be a father?"

Professor Flitwick's hair stood on end, and he put "How to Raise a Goblin Baby" and "Prenatal Care for Goblin Mothers" behind his back as if to cover it up. He hesitated, his eyes wandered, and he did not answer Bree's words.

Bree thought for a moment and thought of the ancient tree goblin who disguised herself as a man.

"Anos and yours?"

Professor Flitwick's face turned red. He looked around and realized that it was noon and there weren't many people there. He immediately pulled Bree towards the bookshelf. When he saw Mrs. Pince in the distance, she frowned and ignored her.

Professor Flitwick is a person who cherishes knowledge very much, and Bree has always abided by discipline. Mrs. Pince is willing to give them more tolerance.

Here, Professor Flitwick sighed and told the only person he could trust in Hogwarts, and told him that he needed someone to help him give him advice.

Even as smart as he is, there is no way he can handle the current situation.

"what?"

Bree listened to Professor Flitwick's words in a daze, looking at his red face and wondering how to open his mouth.

"You mean you got drunk by Anos and now she has your child?"

Professor Flitwick lowered his head in confusion and nodded after a long time: "I don't know what to do now. I thought my whole life would be dedicated to magical knowledge."

Clenching the book in his hand, Professor Flitwick sighed heavily.

Bree patted Professor Flitwick on the shoulder and said, "Have you not already made your decision? The emergence of any life is a gift."

Even though he might not have a good life.

Bree forced a smile.

"I was originally asking for your help, but it seems you need it more."

Bree waved the paper in her hand, which made Professor Flitwick's eyes light up.

"Do you still have time to deal with it? If not, you can postpone it. You should go back this Christmas. This is to fulfill the obligations of a father."

"You see, you just need one person who's willing to support you now."

Flitwick visibly relaxed at Bree's words, and he smiled and looked at Bree gratefully.

"I guess you're right, Oded."

As he said that, he looked at the paper in Bri's hand again, ready to make a move.

"Here you go, I was planning to publish it on Christmas Day, but I didn't have the channels or recommenders to contact professional newspapers."

"Oh, I can help you. This is the agreement between you and me."

Professor Flitwick cautiously took the paper and began to read it carefully. When he saw some wonderful ideas, he couldn't help but cheered, but this also attracted Mrs. Pince.

Professor Flitwick couldn't help but shudder when he saw Mrs. Pince's wide eyes.

"Sorry ma'am, Professor Flitwick and I will leave immediately."

Under Mrs. Pince's strange expression, Professor Flitwick blushed and borrowed the two books and took Bree to his office.

"Oh, I happen to be an external scholar at the Curse Newspaper and can help you arrange the publication of this paper. However, I carefully read the contents and found that you also included transfiguration and potions, as well as alchemy. If you have any conjectures like that, maybe I can help you recommend these newspapers."

As he spoke, Professor Flitwick hesitated because these newspapers no longer focused on academic research, but had become utilitarian, or would only publish the works of famous wizards.

"The only thing I can guarantee is the curse press. Maybe I can ask other professors. Snape and McGonagall are both authorities in their fields."

Bri heard this and nodded, so the paper was settled. All he had to do was use the copy spell to make a few copies and make multiple submissions.

……

As time passed, the Christmas holiday came quietly, and many little wizards began to pack their luggage happily. In the past month, there was no more petrification incident, which made the professors heave a sigh of relief, and the little wizards were also relieved. Relaxed.

However, some people in Slytherin were not happy, because they reported to the Ministry of Magic before, but they were suppressed by Dumbledore with the words that if the little wizard died in Hogwarts, he would fire himself. Now the Ministry of Magic also accepts Dumbledore Li Duo had no choice but to look for his faults and wait for the opportunity.

At this time, Brie had just returned to the eighth floor from the girls' bathroom on the second floor, but unexpectedly saw Yana. Yana was holding a package, presumably to deliver Christmas gifts. It seemed that this child also had a friend of his own.

Without thinking much, Bree returned to the turret. The thesis matters had been arranged, and the items for making Horcruxes were also prepared.

The soul of a house elf is the product of a slave contract pieced together from fragments, and although Voldemort's soul has been split, it is still one piece. If you want to replicate what the house elf did, you must use a proper method. Just fine.

In this regard, Bree has some ideas, that is, directly breaking Voldemort in the Horcrux into countless pieces, and when he is resurrected, under the guidance of magic power, he will become a slave contract, but Bree is not sure whether this method will work. There would be surprises, but Bree had a second Horcrux of Voldemort's, so an experiment could be conducted.

"You have to find a magic that can crush the soul first, and you have to keep the soul alive to a certain extent, otherwise the soul will die completely."

Bree thought of the alchemy laboratory in Box where the Weasley twins had taken him.

There are also a lot of soul-related books there, just in time for Bree to spend her time during the Christmas period looking for magic spells.

After making Christmas arrangements, Bree began to prepare Christmas gifts, first of all Cedric's. Bree used alchemy to make a unicorn hat for him. The one made by the transfiguration spell last year has expired.

Hermione's was a fancy headband with some magic that made her hair soft and less frizzy.

Luna's is a cute pair of heterochromatic glasses with magic on them that can block the approach of harassing flies.

And Yana's hairpins are little wolf hairpins. This girl always lowers her head, is too dull to speak, her hair covers her eyes, and there is no sunshine at all.

Fred and George's were nine gold galleons each, and Bree felt they liked this more than gifts.

Azar could send some sweets. This guy doesn't like sweets, so that won't work.

And that Wood who is about to graduate...

Autumn Zhang, Hannah…

and also……

"Draco..."

"Forget it, just like last year, don't give me anything."

Let Nico take the gift to the owl hut. After all, this ceremony is indispensable. Of course, Nico and Val's Bree are also ready, and there are some professors.

I hope Professor Snape will not think that Bree is stingy and only gave him three petals, because the other three petals that were originally intended to be given were used to make a potion to deal with Harry.

Now the polyjuice potion in the cauldron has some good stuff added to it.

After sorting everything out, the sky was already gray, heavy snow covered the entire Hogwarts, and the Black Lake was frozen with thick ice. The little wizards had already boarded the train home, and everything was quiet.

"Call God for protection."

Bree raised his hand lightly, and a transparent blue snake with horns condensed and swam in mid-air. A faint mist spread around it, and there was a warm breath around it, as if bathed in the warm spring sun.

"Let's go to the flower garden for a while. It's a Christmas gift for the little ones."

Because of the appearance of the green snake, the patron saint of Buri, both the four-leaf vines covering the turrets and the giant trees leaning on the turrets are full of life. The plants in the flower beds are also thriving, swaying their branches and leaves in the heavy snow, happily Absorbing natural magic.

This winter is very pleasant.

Bree took the thick cloak handed by Ver, put it on him and walked out of the turret. He strolled on the stairs. The characters in the murals were all partying in nowhere at this time. They were all empty.

When Bree walked outside the castle, she saw Hermione and the others holding something. Looking at the footprints on the snow, they seemed to come from the Forbidden Forest.

"Brie!"

"Hermione?"

"You're not home, Hermione?"

Bree looked at Hermione, who was wearing a thick cloak, strangely, and Harry and Ron were following her at this time. Ron was looking at Bree warily, looking a little funny.

"I have important things this year." Hermione was a little embarrassed. She obviously knew that Draco was Bree's friend, but she still helped Harry and Ron. In fact, she didn't expect that Ron would throw the slug into Germany. In Lako's crucible, she obviously just asked Ron to throw splendens, which would only emit a lot of foul-smelling smoke.

"Sorry, Brie, I have to leave now. See you next time."

With that said, Hermione smiled at Bree and immediately pulled Harry and Ron away.

Ron said to Hermione dissatisfied: "Why don't you want his hair? You know... Oh, I forgot, Oded no longer wants Malfoy, haha."

Hermione knocked Ron hard, snorted and said, "It's a miracle that you can get close to Bree, and you still want hair."

Harry on the side also helped: "Old will throw you off the bridge, Ron, or turn you into a bald head."

Ron trembled when he heard this and said hurriedly: "Let's go find Goyle and Brak as soon as possible. By the way, there's also Millicent. She seems to have been detained in school too."

"Hmph, I have Millicent's hair. It got stuck in my fingernail during the last duel club. I put it away."

Hermione's face was filled with anger. She was knocked down first that time. It was a shame and humiliation. She shouldn't have followed the rules. If other spells were used, Millicent would definitely lose miserably.

"Oh, God Hermione, you can't be..."

Ron whispered: "You want to be an evil wizard and curse Millicent with your hair, right?"

"Shut up, Weasley!"

……

And just when Hermione and Harry were preparing the introduction to the Polyjuice Potion, Bree also came out from the corner. He raised his eyebrows and thought, Snape was also staying in school at this time, maybe he I'd love to see Harry Potter being embarrassed, and at the same time, take good care of them and stop making trouble.

As for Hermione, Bree thought, maybe turning her into a cat would keep her calm for a few days, just enough to help her escape punishment.

After making a decision, Bree leaned on the guardrail on the platform outside the castle and watched the ice pick under the bridge in the distance shaking unsteadily, and finally broke and fell, hitting the glacier below.

Fluffy snowflakes were falling on the top of Bree's head. He thought for a while and decided to go to the greenhouse to have a look. Maybe Professor Sprout was warming the stove and drinking hot tea there.

Bri…

"Who?"

Bree vaguely heard someone calling his name, but when he turned around to look, he only saw the cold wind blowing up the white velvet that had not fallen on the snow.

"Brie!"

Is it Yana's voice?

Bree turned around and saw Yana running out of the castle, holding a beautiful box in her hand.

"Give you."

Yana was wearing very thin clothes. It was Brie's old robe from last year, which reminded Brie that the child had no money to buy anything.

After casting a warming spell on Yana, Bree took the box from her hand. Looking at her flushed, panting face, and her dull but nervous eyes, Bree sighed.

"I thought I'd pass on the Galleons I was going to give to Weasley to you. Sorry Yana, I forgot to give you some pocket money."

After all, he was a little wolf cub who came out of his own corner building, so he couldn't live in such a tight situation.

Bree put his thick cloak on Yana's body, rubbed her cold little head and said, "I'll go to the corner tower to find Faner to get some money, and it's okay to take care of you to finish your studies."

"By the way, are you going to the Forbidden Forest? Maybe you want to see your father."

dad?

Yana blushed and shook her head, then stared at Bree with big bright eyes.

"My father will not let me go back. The moment I leave the Forbidden Forest, I am no longer bound by the Forbidden Forest contract."

"I want to follow you, Bree, you are the best for me."

Follow.

"Maybe it's better to be a friend than a follower, little wolf."

friend?

Yana smiled, changing her usual dullness, and said expectantly: "Open the box quickly."

Brie smiled, untied the small bow on the box, opened the box, and there was a delicate wolf tooth necklace inside.

"This is my wolf fang." Yana's face turned red.

"The tooth of the moon wolf is a magic item. It can talk to corpses in the moonlight and can also drive away irrational werewolves. I hope it will be useful to you."

"I saw that human being turned into a werewolf and running away. If he dares to come to you for trouble, you can use it to easily kill the werewolf."

Yana looked at Bree expectantly, hoping that Bree would wear this necklace, but Bree did not refuse.

Talking to the corpse, is it the soul?

Seeing Bree put on the necklace, Yana lowered her head and said, "I'm going back first. Thank you for the cloak. This is the best gift."

After saying that, she ran back to the castle holding on to her obviously larger cloak.

"Sometimes it may be better to clarify the relationship directly than to deceive from the beginning."

(End of this chapter)