Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 145 Brie put something in the Polyjuice Potion

After the silly dinner, Bree quickly returned to the corner building to make a magic camera. This kind of camera can make photos move, which is very magical. Bree happened to have the materials to make these. Of course, Harry also had to be watched.

Bree tore a magic page from his notebook and folded it into a little snake.

"Call God for protection."

The patron saint attached itself to the paper snake, quickly nodded to Bree smartly, and then swam out.

Bree, who was ready, put the magic camera on the bedside, but couldn't sleep for some reason.

"Draco guy."

Go check it out.

Bree was in her pajamas and opened her diary.

In the Slytherin dormitory, the dark space was very quiet. Suddenly, a paper crane placed on Bree's desk floated and unfolded, opening the magic circle. A soft light flashed, and Bree stepped out of the magic circle. Enter the room.

"Why don't you light the fireplace?"

Feeling the coldness in the dormitory, Bree couldn't help but feel worried, and immediately cast a blazing flame on the fireplace, letting some firelight shine in the room, and the whole room became much warmer.

Looking at Draco, who was nestled in the quilt with a rosy face but a frown on his face, Bree touched it with her hands.

"He has a fever, this guy!"

Brie hurriedly went out and soon got back a bottle of cold medicine from the school hospital.

"Draco...Draco..."

It seemed that he was suffering from fever, and even though Bree called several times, there was no response.

Lifting Draco up, Bree carefully poured the cold medicine into his mouth, while Draco whimpered.

"The water...is so bitter. If you don't want to drink it, I won't drink it..."

Ignoring Draco's unconscious refusal, the bottle quickly reached its bottom and Draco's ears were buzzing with steam.

With this thought in mind, Bree took out her magic camera and took a serious photo of Draco. In the photo, she could see Draco whimpering softly, with a face full of rejection, and there was a buzzing steam in his ears. The little red face twisted extremely.

"Little brat."

Bree shook her head, covered Draco with a quilt, and slept on her own bed on the other side. He hadn't been back for a long time, but it seemed that Draco had taken good care of him.

Looking at the little snake pattern on the bed curtain, Bree murmured: "I never thought I would have friends. Everything has been incredible since I came to Hogwarts."

12-year-old Bree is also a child. Although he has the memory of an adult and can call it at any time, it is not his own and he will only grow if he experiences it.

"Professor Sprout is right, all emotions are mutual." Bree stared at her big dark eyes, full of thoughts. He didn't come back to his senses until Draco stood up in a hurry and ran to the toilet.

But it's okay, it's just a side effect of drinking too much cold medicine. Draco should still feel thirsty after a while.

Thinking of this, Bree unconsciously smiled and fell asleep.

But until the next day, when Bree woke up, Draco still didn't talk to Bree, which made Bree a little confused.

At this moment, his patronus began to call him, and he hurriedly left under Draco's gaze.

"Brie Ord, a hateful black crow, hum, I haven't been coaxed yet."

With this in mind, Draco began to open his Christmas gifts, first from his parents, just like in previous years, it didn't become shabby because he didn't go home this year, and then from Bree...

"Ah, no, this guy didn't give me a Christmas present!"

An annoyed Draco sat blankly on the edge of the bed, then angrily pushed all the gifts aside and walked out of the dormitory.

Tom in the dormitory was holding a box of candies, looking happy but hesitant as he tried to eat one.

Seeing that Draco was coming, Tom ignored it, but Draco went up and asked, "Did Bree give this to you?"

Tonti raised his eyebrows, ate another one under Draco's eyes and said, "Didn't Bree give you a Christmas present, little Malfoy?"

Of course...it's okay.

Draco would not say such words, especially in front of Tom. He hurriedly walked out of the Slytherin common room and headed to the hall. Perhaps his gift was sent to the hall by Bree.

……

On the other side, Bree was using teleportation magic to reach a utility room outside the bathroom on the second floor. Goyle and Brak were lying here, apparently knocked unconscious by Harry and the others.

"Is the Savior going to pretend to be the two of them in order to cause trouble for Draco?"

Bree said to the waiting Patronus: "Go and attract Snape. He will definitely like this Christmas gift and can cause some trouble for Harry Potter."

After arranging the patron saint, Bree took the magic camera and walked out. At this time, the three people in the girls' bathroom had transformed into Goyle, Brak, and Millicent, walked out, and walked downstairs. .

Ron turned into Brak and said: "Hermione, you know, Millicent didn't stay in school at all. Malfoy will find out."

Hermione disagreed.

"I don't think Malfoy cares about this. He has been in a trance these past few days. I think this is a sign of being possessed by a demon."

Goyle, who was transformed into Harry, also agreed: "Perhaps Malfoy did what happened in the Chamber of Secrets. He opened the Chamber of Secrets, released the monsters, and petrified everyone. Even if it wasn't him, he must know something." "

But Ron was not satisfied with this conclusion, he whispered: "I still think Ode is more likely, maybe we can find Hazard's hair, so that we can talk about him, Hazard always Stay with Oded.”

"Besides, we all know Azar. Without much ability, I can easily suppress him, just like I knocked out Gower and Brak."

"Impossible, Bree would not do such a thing. If Weasley says bad things about Bree again, I will issue a sanction order against you on behalf of the Guardian Odd Club because of your unfair treatment."

"Oh, come on, you always favor him."

"Have you ever felt that your scalp is itchy, and... your breasts?"

Harry asked sheepishly. Hermione didn't feel anything, she just felt a little sleepy, but Ron said: "It's a little, maybe some side effects. It's not easy to change your body shape. Don't be picky, we have to hurry up." You need to find Malfoy, otherwise the statute of limitations will expire soon."

And just as they were talking, a dejected Draco had already walked from the hall to the Slytherin lounge and happened to see them.

"What are you doing here? Let's go back and play chess with me."

The angry Draco just wanted to find someone to bully him, and the chessboard was good. Draco, who walked to the door, said dissatisfied: "Do you want me to open the door? You guys really have no eyesight."

Draco was particularly irritable today. He shouted the command sharply and immediately walked in, leaving several people behind him stunned.

When Draco walked to the sofa in the lounge, he realized that Goyle was actually wearing glasses.

"Why are you carrying this thing?"

Harry panicked. He had forgotten to take it off just now.

"I, I've been studying recently." Harry lied calmly.

Sitting aside, Hermione, who was looking at the Slytherin common room, couldn't help but rolled her eyes. Harry's tone was exactly the same as when she asked them to learn and they said they were going to practice Quidditch.

Draco looked carefully at Harry's Goyle, and said with a sneer, "I didn't know you could read."

"Pfft..." Ron laughed, but soon stopped laughing because Draco asked him to play chess with Draco.

After enduring a completely abused chess game, Draco clenched his fists and sneered: "Maybe you are here to cause trouble!"

"No, no, no, I, I'm just lucky." Ron is a master of wizard chess, because he was full of energy when playing chess with Draco, but then he remembered that Draco didn't know how to play chess.

"Luck, I hope." Draco looked at the three of them carefully and couldn't help laughing. No matter how dazed he was, he couldn't tell the difference between two real fools and two fake fools.

And Harry couldn't help it anymore. He pretended to be worried and said: "Draco...Draco, I think we are too nervous. The recent petrified things have made us unable to eat."

"Huh, keep talking." Draco became a little more interested, stared at Goyle's familiar expression, and couldn't help but sneered again.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Hermione moved closer.

"It's about the Chamber of Secrets, how much do you know about it?"

"The secret room..."

Draco narrowed his eyes and said with evil intentions: "It's just a lie made by Oded. He just wanted to scare some disobedient people."

"He has mastered an evil black magic. You have to attack the enemy first, and then his friends, and then the magic ceremony can be started, so I severed ties with him, and you will have less contact with him in the future, especially if you are attacked. Whoever he gave Christmas presents to was going to be attacked!"

Draco gritted his teeth and said, while the three people on the side were already stunned. How could they have imagined that Draco would say such a thing, but Ron suddenly said excitedly: "Why don't you expose him and tell Dumbledore, Then there will be no danger.”

"This is a great achievement!"

Draco glanced at Ron pretending to be Brak. Now he knew who this guy was without having to think about it. He said: "What does this have to do with me..."

Seeing some strange changes suddenly occurred in their bodies, Draco looked away silently.

"I want to rest. If you have nothing to do, go back to the dormitory and don't disturb me."

"Can…"

Hermione hurriedly grabbed Ron who was still about to ask. She pointed at Harry's longer hair and immediately whispered: "Quickly, the effects of the medicine are about to wear off."

Ron and Harry hurriedly followed Hermione out of the lounge, and behind them, Draco's eyes were full of smiles. Who made Bree not give him a Christmas gift, but he also saved his pocket money to prepare Give him what he needs for alchemy.

But now, the money is gone, and the savior has a problem.

"Are you going too far, little Malfoy?"

On the side, Tom walked out. He compared Draco's grandfather with Draco, and suddenly felt that something had happened to the Malfoy family, otherwise such a childish guy would not have been born.

"This is not your business, Azar, you can tell Oude as much as you want!"

Draco snorted and walked back to his room.

Azar smiled, thinking deeply about what kind of trouble his words would bring to Bree, but he soon laughed out loud.

"Maybe it will make Harry Potter suffer a big loss."

(End of this chapter)