Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 156 [Six Thousand] Second Grade Dinner
The morning of the next day arrived as promised, and Dumbledore was already sitting on the teacher's bench. The huge basilisk had been dealt with, and the shabby hall last night had once again restored its splendor.

At the four dining tables, the little wizards were all whispering about what happened last night, the most prominent of which was that Bree pulled out Gryffindor's sword and killed the basilisk.

And that green killing curse.

"Oude is here, stop talking."

Bree sat in Slytherin's seat, eating dinner quietly, and Professor Sprout also announced the good news to everyone at this time. Madam Pomfrey discovered the ability to resist petrification through the blood of the basilisk. Magic power, mixed with immature mandrake into a potion, can also remove the petrification magic.

"Oh, nice!"

The little wizards below applauded, and Bree put down the knife and fork in her hands temporarily and clapped her hands.

Dumbledore, who was sitting on the teacher's bench, didn't say a word, but Professor Snape stood up, his eyes were cold, and his tone was dissatisfied: "One more thing... Dumbledore is back again, of course, this Will make it clear to the Ministry of Magic, after all, the Ministry of Magic has done nothing in this matter, except to kidnap a half-blood giant."

Professor Snape took Dumbledore and the other professors to the secret room last night, where they found the diary and a pile of dead Niffler bodies. After Dumbledore's examination, the souls in the diary had disappeared. , is probably the person possessing the basilisk.

And Xiu Xiu also has it on his body. Apparently Voldemort also possessed Xiu Xiu.

Dumbledore was well aware of Voldemort's aura, so he had no doubts. He just lamented that things were unpredictable, and even though he was fully prepared, something went wrong.

Dumbledore sighed, stood up, and said to the many young wizards: "I'm sorry, this year the basilisk has caused too many dangers. This is something Slytherin put in the Chamber of Secrets, and for decades It was the same way before, and that time it also resulted in death.”

"I will publish these things in the Daily Prophet so that everyone can rest assured and continue to study at Hogwarts. After all, there is only one Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, and the founders of other colleges will not create such dangerous things. "

The obviously targeted words came out of Dumbledore's mouth, which made everyone in Slytherin frown, and they all speculated whether this was a warning from Dumbledore to encourage them to leave Hogwarts.

"Oh, Bree, did Dumbledore..."

"Stop talking. Maybe he is really just telling the truth. The basilisk is indeed dangerous, especially when the descendants of Slytherin are present."

After Bree finished eating the green apple pie, watching the professors who had nothing to say anymore slowly got up and went outside the castle.

When Professor Sprout saw it, he also said goodbye to all the professors and rushed out.

"One of the mandrakes has matured, but it's indistinguishable, and Madam Pomfrey has made a new discovery, so I'll keep it for you."

"Come with me, Bree."

Following Professor Sprout, they came to the greenhouse. The greenhouse was full of sleeping mandrakes, looking at the lush greenery. Bree and the others walked very lightly as they were afraid of waking up these little guys. them.

"This is it." Professor Sprout handed the mandrake and the flower pot to Bree, and reminded: "Be careful, not all little wizards can tame it, don't let others scare it."

Bree held the mandrake away.

"I'll take care of it, but I think thunderstorms are around the corner, so I need to hurry up."

There were thunderstorms in the summer, so Sprout naturally knew about Animagus magic. She raised her eyebrows and warned Bree: "This magic is very dangerous. You have to wait for Professor McGonagall to recover before you can start taking action. Do you understand?" ."

"I understand, Professor Sprout."

"Well, Professor Snape will be able to prepare the potion in a few days."

After leaving Professor Sprout's greenhouse, Bree quickly headed to the turret. In the turret, Bree's notes were floating in the air. A magic circle emitted light on the ground, and Nico flew out holding a large book. , followed closely by Dobby, and Ver was sorting out these books, but looking at the insufficient bookshelves in the study room, he still spat out lamp oil in distress.

"Sorry, I forgot to cast the Untraceable Stretching Curse on this place."

Bree left a note in the morning and asked Nico and the others to move all the books to Box's study. Now it seems that they haven't finished moving them early in the morning.

After casting the Untraceable Stretch Charm on the space on the wall, Bree used the Transfiguration Charm to conjure up several bookshelves, which made Val heave a sigh of relief.

"Brie, you have to take care of that man. He has been reading in the study room opposite and doesn't want to help!"

Nico also clenched his fists dissatisfied and said: "Yes, sir, this is not fair!"

"The damn guy is so lazy. Dobby is very angry." Dobby used magic to lift a lot of books and slowly placed them on the floor. He babbled full of disgust for Tom.

Box's study was full of soul-related things, and Bree wasn't surprised by Tom's curiosity.

"Don't worry about him. Let's go and rest first. Also, Nico, I need to wake up a few more flower elves during the holidays. Please help me choose spiritual flowers."

"Ver, go find the alchemy materials."

"More than……"

Bree has other arrangements for Dobby. According to Dumbledore's tone today, it is impossible for him to give up the title of the greatest white wizard. Then he will definitely guide the savior, and he will be more subtle, or even not at all explicit. Take action.

"You go to Harry Potter, tell him what you did to stop him because you wanted to protect him, and stay by his side..."

"You know, this is a big task."

"A big mission?" Dobby held his face in his hands and exclaimed in disbelief: "Dobby has a big mission. Master Bree gave it to me. Dobby will definitely be able to complete it!"

With a whoosh, Dobby disappeared in front of Bree, and Tom walked out at this time, holding a black book in his hand.

"Here, here is a detailed introduction to the three unforgivable curses. It is Box's guess about them. It may be useful to you."

Bree frowned.

"You should stay in the soul stone. Don't come out casually in your current situation."

"I know, hum." Tom chuckled, walked back to the soft chair in the bedroom, and returned to the soul stone.

……

For several days, Bree has been dealing with the newly acquired books, studying the soul magic related to house elf rituals. Tom's current situation is not optimistic. There must be an effective method to eradicate the ills, otherwise he will have to stay. Nothing can be done inside the Soul Stone.

As for Tom's current position, which was originally reserved for Voldemort, Bree had planned for a long time. If he wanted to establish a family, then on the bright side of the family, he must have a person in charge and a person who communicates with the outside world.

Tom is just right on top.

On the other side, the petrified little wizard and Professor McGonagall were already familiar with each other. The little wizards were called by Dumbledore for questioning, and Harry and Ron also participated.

"What, this diary was originally with you, Ginny?"

Ron said worriedly: "It didn't do anything to you, right?"

Everyone who already knew that Voldemort was hiding in the diary to control others looked at Ginny who had her head lowered. Ginny felt like she was about to cry.

"Sorry, I thought he was just a magic item that can chat, so I didn't think too much about it."

Ginny didn't say it. In fact, she didn't dare to be friends with other little witches because of her old robes and books. She was afraid of being laughed at, and Yana, who used old things like her, was also cold, so she subconsciously She really hopes that Tom can become her friend and will not look down on her because of poverty.

"Oh, child, you can't let down your guard against anything magical." Professor McGonagall rubbed Ginny's head, and the others also explained the reasons for being petrified one by one.

When it was Arnold's turn, he only said vigilantly that he was being controlled, and then he was petrified. He didn't know anything, and he didn't tell Voldemort's order to him in his mind. After all, he was from a pure-blood family. Of course, he wouldn't believe Deng. Bullido.

As for Azar, he is still lying in the school hospital. Tom has possessed him for too long and needs a long time to recover.

"Okay, let's go out, kids. I have something to talk to your Professor McGonagall. Of course, you can grab some candies before leaving, haha."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered and he pushed the candies on the table. Unfortunately, the little wizards were not in the mood to eat at this time, so they all left.

However, when they left the headmaster's office, they saw Lucius Malfoy coming up from downstairs.

"Go back, Harry, he must be here to beg for forgiveness..."

Go back to the Gryffindor common room.

"Hermione?" Harry was about to call Hermione, but Hermione quickly turned around and said hurriedly: "What time is this? The exam is about to begin!"

"I have been petrified for so long. I must have learned a lot of knowledge. Don't come to me during this period. I have to be with knowledge. I don't want to fail Malfoy in the final exam!"

Hermione ran back to her dormitory and began to pick up the dusty books and read them. Her roommates looked at each other and shrugged, indicating that this was something they had expected.

And this side.

"Dobby, Dobby did it all for Mr. Potter...I'm sorry, I have done so many wrong things before, all...",

"Dong dong dong!" Dobby beat his head hard and kept chanting: "Dobby can't tell, he can't tell who his master is."

Harry and Ron stared blankly at Dobby complaining in their special bedroom. They had a hundred and eight thousand thoughts in their minds, and each had their own guesses about the so-called master.

"It's Oude, right!"

"Is it Malfoy?"

Ron and Harry spoke at the same time, and Dobby, who was beating his head, suddenly froze on the spot, shaking his body nervously, lowering his head worriedly and thinking about something.

"Oh, what nonsense am I talking about?" Ron suddenly patted his head and sighed: "Too many people have been talking about Oded recently. I would dream about him even in my dreams, but he is just It's impossible for a Muggle wizard to have a house-elf."

"My mother has always longed for an elf to help her with housework..."

Ron quickly rejected his idea, causing Harry, who was about to refute him, to pause.

"Okay, then it must be Malfoy."

Harry thought about it, and he quickly said: "Do you remember, Malfoy had a fight with your father in Diagon Alley, and took Ginny's book..."

"Ginny!" Ron screamed.

Harry covered his ears and said dissatisfiedly: "Please lower your voice and let me finish!"

"Malfoy must have given the diary to Ginny at that time. He must have known something. He even said that Professor Dumbledore was driven away by him with the Ministry of Magic."

News has come out in the past few days that the school board expelled Malfoy because his wrong judgment of the incident led to Dumbledore's departure. The Ministry of Magic also apologized to Dumbledore and lifted the ban on him. Let Dumbledore return to Hogwarts justifiably.

"We have to tell Dumbledore, by the way, I have an idea!"

Harry looked around, found an unwanted sock at the foot of the bed, and hurriedly put it in his pocket.

"Come on, Dobby, maybe you want to meet your master."

Dobby listened to everything carefully and exhaled when he saw Ron and Harry turning their attention to Malfoy.

"Oh, of course, but I can't hurt him, Mr. Potter."

"We won't fight. Follow me!"

Harry hates Lucius so much. Everything this year happened because of this diary, and Lucius is the main culprit. Harry must give him a look!
……

At night, as soon as Bree walked to the dining table, she was grabbed by an angry-looking Draco. He gritted his teeth and stared at the Gryffindor dining table, angrily saying: "Brie, there must be something wrong with that Potter." , even suspected the matter on my father's head!"

"He also used his stinky socks to free one of my house elves...hehe, he is simply arrogant and smart!"

Draco's eyes flashed with bright and dark lights, and soon returned to calm, which made Bree confused.

Draco explained: "Even if my father is no longer the school director, this is not something Potter can provoke. Look, forget it this year. I will make sure to look good to him next year."

I didn't know what Draco was planning, and Bree had no interest in participating. She just ate her dinner in silence. Exam week was getting closer and closer. Many young wizards were preparing for the exam, and only a few of them had the time to discuss other things. matter.

Soon, during the review, Bree ushered in the exam. Of course, there was no pressure in the exam in just a few days. It was even said that Bree took the time to make another alchemy material for making house elves. But now, with Tom's situation, It was no longer suitable to take out the soul and remake it into a perfect house elf.

If the soul is split too many times, it will definitely collapse, and Voldemort's soul can no longer be split too much at this time. No matter what Tom says, as long as the main soul is not dead, he will always be a split soul.

After the exam, Bree's second final dinner at Hogwarts also began.

At night, Hogwarts is particularly lively, and the summer evening breeze blows in from the windows on both sides of the ceiling, making the little wizards particularly comfortable, and the fatigue after the exam is swept away.

This year's decoration is still the silver and green colors of Slytherin, and looking at the funnel of house points in each house, it is no surprise that this year's House Cup will be between Ravenclaw and Slytherin. After all, this year's House Cup will be between Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Due to some accidents, the Quidditch match could not be held as scheduled, so Gryffindor could not recover from the disadvantage.

Moreover, their original scores were not high, and perhaps some people were still looking forward to Harry's performance. Unfortunately, everything this year was seen by everyone, and Dumbledore could no longer play favorites.

Before the banquet started, Dumbledore stood up as usual. He had been going to the Ministry of Magic to deal with the matter about Hagrid these days. Hagrid was innocent, and he could still prove his innocence under the basilisk, but Magic The Ministry was unwilling to admit his mistakes and restrained an innocent man for decades, so Dumbledore spent more energy on this matter.

And now-

"Haha, I have to say something, so please be quiet."

Holding on to his smile, Dumbledore said again as if he didn't care: "Let me see this year, oh, Ravenclaw and Slytherin are relatively taller..."

"But we have to take some things into account, and everyone knows that."

With that said, Dumbledore looked at Bree who was sitting.

Draco poked Bree's waist and whispered: "Hey, Dumbledore is looking at you."

"It's okay, this year's House Cup should belong to Slytherin." Although Bree didn't earn points this year, some young wizards wanted to show off. Only Ravenclaw can compete.

"So, the current highest score is Slytherin with 510 two points, No. 2 with 460 points, then Hufflepuff with 280 one points, and Gryffindor with [-] six points."

Speaking of this, some Gryffindor wizards looked at Harry and Ron with dissatisfaction. These two guys had a lot of points deducted at the beginning of school tonight. If they hadn't been deducted, then Gryffindor would have also deducted a lot of points. It was impossible to be at the bottom, but soon, they became entangled again.

Dumbledore turned back to look at Harry and said, "We have to add in the recent bonus points. Well, because Potter bravely fought the basilisk and continued to search for the whereabouts of the Chamber of Secrets, he helped the professors... Plus 150 points."

"There is also Ron Weasley, who accompanied Potter to find the whereabouts of the Chamber of Secrets. Being willing to believe him is not only justice and bravery, but also friendship, plus fifty points."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Bree.

"Mr. Briod, protect the little wizard and kill the basilisk, plus two hundred points."

Dumbledore didn't explain too much about Bree, because the young wizards could see it clearly, and they didn't elaborate on some side details. The scene was enough for now.

"Oh!"

"Clap clap clap!"

The little wizards from each school applauded Bree. The Weasley twins made funny faces at Bree and were eager to rush over, but were stopped by Professor McGonagall.

Obviously, this year's Academy Cup belongs to Slytherin. Dumbledore handed the repaired Academy Cup to Snape, and then said: "I don't think there is any need to make any changes this year. It's very good."

After saying that, he sat down with a smile, knocked on the glass, and in an instant, delicious dinner appeared on every table.

This was exactly what Brie was waiting for.

A dull dinner ended like this. Dumbledore acted very simply. He understood that the role of the Academy Cup was gone, and Harry's trust in him no longer included this favoritism.

Dumbledore thought that maybe he should make other plans.

The next day, the Hogwarts train left on time, and this time, Bree was no exception, preparing to sit on the train with Draco and wait to go to King's Cross Station.

"Wait, Cedric." Bree, who had just stepped onto the train, saw Cedric in front of her and spoke immediately.

"I want to sniff things you don't know yet."

Bree told Cedric about how Niffler kidnapped Nico, was possessed by an evil guy, and was torn apart.

Cedric's eyes widened with a sad look in them.

"I...I'm sorry that Sniff caused so much trouble, Bree."

"That's not your problem, Cedric."

Bree and Cedric said goodbye and entered the carriage with Draco, who was watching them dissatisfied.

"Come here, Bree."

Draco took out a land deed from his pocket and said, "Humph, you still forgot my birthday."

Taking the land deed from Draco, Bree said apologetically: "The basilisk attracted everyone's attention. Maybe I can replenish it for you later."

"Make up?" Draco's expression changed, and he quickly said: "I will come to see you during the holidays. I hope you can give me a decent gift then."

"Boom boom boom!"

Not long after he sat down, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Oh, who is it? I don't want you to come here." Draco stood up, opened the door, and saw Harry and Ron.

"Potter!"

"bump!"

Draco closed the door hard. He didn't want to see Harry's face now. The house elf's grudge hadn't been figured out yet. It was Malfoy's property, but Harry had used a trick to take it away!
"Boom boom boom!"

Harry's knock on the door sounded again, and Draco glared at Bree. Bree could only get up and open the door.

"Is something wrong, Potter?"

Harry's face turned red and he said sheepishly: "I think we can talk about the so-called savior training plan..."

Harry trailed off, feeling a little ashamed of the name of the plan, but he had to explain.

"I made it clear to Dumbledore that I will use my own power to deal with Voldemort and will not sacrifice others to achieve success. You can rest assured, Oded."

Harry's eyes were sincere, but Ron behind him put on a dirty face and tried to pull Harry away.

"I think I don't care about Dumbledore's special care for you. As long as it doesn't affect things around me, I won't say anything."

Bree smiled softly and said calmly: "You can go, Potter. Draco doesn't want to see you lately."

At this time, Draco's voice came from the carriage.

"Congratulations, Pott, for having a house elf that Weasley longed for but couldn't get, hum."

……

The train started, and in the principal's office, Dumbledore also read several letters in his hand.

They were the Ministry of Magic's decision to release Hagrid and declare him innocent, and a letter from a distant place, Remus Lupin.

The letter said—

I would love to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, Dumbledore...

(End of this chapter)