Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 173 Werewolf sneaks in
"what?"

Azar was stunned. He looked at Brie in disbelief. He didn't expect Brie to admit this.

"You should go away, Azar, or you still want to follow Bree like last semester. Now you are not under the Imperius Curse." Draco snorted dissatisfiedly and pointed his finger. Refers to the actions of Hazard on the opposite side.

Hazard frowned and wanted to refute, but Bree ignored him, and he couldn't continue talking. He needs to think about this matter again. He has to find the guy who attacked him last year. .

Soon, the dinner was over, and the little wizards didn't have a good night's sleep today. Many people were still chattering on the road, especially in the direction of Gryffindor. The voice made Professor McGonagall cringe. brow.

"I have to go take a look." Professor McGonagall said and followed the Gryffindor team.

On the other side, Bree also stood up and prepared to go back to the corner tower.

"Wait, Od."

Lupine called to Bree.

"What's the matter, Professor Lupine?"

Bree looked at Lupine, who now had a look of doubt on his face.

"Tell me over there. It's not easy for more people to know about this."

Professor Lupine waved his hand and walked towards the guardrail. Bree nodded and followed.

"Go ahead, Professor."

Lupine smiled apologetically.

"Excuse me, but this matter is very important. You know that the Ministry of Magic has dementors guarding the gates of Hogwarts, and their target is Sirius Black."

When he mentioned Sirius Black, Lupine's eyes dimmed, and he continued: "I am also looking for Sirius Black, but I am not sure if he has come to Hogwarts..."

"Wait a minute, Professor." Bree stopped Lupine from continuing and said, "What are you talking about? I don't think I have anything to do with Black, and this matter has nothing to do with me."

"Of course, of course." Lupine smiled awkwardly and quickly said: "I heard that you and Malfoy have a good relationship...so I hope I can ask you a favor."

As he spoke, Lupine took out a letter from his pocket.

"Please help me deliver this letter to Lady Narcissa Malfoy. This is presumptuous, but I know she is the only one who can find the Black House now."

"Blake's old house?"

What does this Lupine want to do?
Bree stared at the letter in front of him, and he took it hesitantly.

"Perhaps you could go directly to Draco, of course, it's just a small matter, Professor Lupin."

With that said, Brie said goodbye to Lupine and walked upstairs. Behind him, Lupine had a deep expression on his face and his eyes flickered.

He muttered to himself only after Bree left.

"Siris, are you really a traitor? I hope this will attract you to tell me the truth."

……

The second day, today is Saturday, autumn has arrived, the sun is warm, the breeze is blowing, and the Quidditch pitch is very comfortable.

"Oh, did you read that report?"

"Look, I didn't expect the Ministry of Magic to be so evil. What do they want to do, use uncontrollable dementors to guard the school?"

"I also heard it that day. Just over there in the third-grade carriage, the dementors were squeezing in, and they kept roaring..."

On the way, there were many people heading to the Quidditch pitch, and strangely, most of these people were not talking about the fantasy game, but about Dementors and the Ministry of Magic.

Bree was holding a copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand and was reading it with relish. Draco pouted and said, "The Ministry of Magic seems to have stumbled. I don't know who spread such news." , and the Daily Prophet really dared to report it."

"Rita Skeeter, a very familiar name." Draco glanced at the name on the Daily Prophet and snorted.

At this time, Pansy, who was walking beside Draco, answered: "A celebrity who is almost the same as Lockhart. He likes to attract attention. He had always been at odds with Lockhart before and often competed for the headlines. Of course, there is no such thing now. People fought with her, and now she is very high-spirited, and many newspapers are counting on her news."

For gossip news, these little girls know better.

"Lockhart, Rita Skeeter is the same guy who is not afraid of death for the sake of fame." Draco mocked.

Bree smiled. Of course he knew the details. After all, he was the initiator of this matter, and the operator was Tom. Rita Skeeter was the chess piece that was pushed out, but he didn't expect Rita Skeeter. Te was actually so brave and dared to face the Ministry of Magic directly, but this also gave Bree many opportunities.

"Tell me Bree, will Fudge be ousted this time, and those dementors should be removed?" Draco asked Bree.

Bree shook her head.

"It's not that simple. The Minister of Magic cannot be defeated by just having a large number of people. The incident on the train did not cause any casualties. At most, his reputation was damaged and his status cannot be shaken."

"As for the Dementors... As long as Fudge has any brains, they will not be removed. He needs to prove that the Dementors are completely under his control and will not harm the little wizard. Only then can he make a comeback and regain his reputation."

"It seems that in addition to the Dementors, there will also be some Aurors coming outside Hogwarts."

In the memory that Bree saw in the divination before, he did not see the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, only the dementors, but this time, some Aurors who stand on the bright side may change some of the future and let Hogwarts is less nasty when it comes to fighting werewolves.

Those memories should be true.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A bark woke up Bree and interrupted her thoughts.

"It's you, big black dog."

Bree smiled and heard the voice of Sirius Black in his Animagus form.

"Little devil, hurry up and get something to eat. The snot-nosed man has been wandering around in the castle for the past few days, so I can only eat wild fruits outside!"

Snivel...

Who is this?
"Where did the black dog come from?" Draco glanced dissatisfied and said in disgust: "It can't be that giant's pet again, it's enough."

"Brie, what are you doing? We have to go to the Quidditch pitch." Draco watched Bree stop and walk towards the big black dog, which made him a little helpless.

"I didn't know you were so kind-hearted."

Then he saw Bree take out some portable snacks from his pocket and put them on the ground for the dog to eat. This made Draco laugh and say: "Is our saint going to change hands, saint Oded?"

"Stop talking, Draco, let's go."

Bree looked at Sirius's head, stopped the guy from trying to follow Bree, and walked back to Draco.

"In the past few days, I heard that Professor Snape is refining a special potion, which may require some wolves or dogs as experiments. Be careful, big black dog."

Sirius Black paused, grunted dissatisfied, and watched Bree walk away.

"What were you doing just now? I didn't think you were so caring all of a sudden?" Draco whispered in confusion.

Bree responded: "Don't get close to this dog. He may have come to Hogwarts to find his master, but his master has not been found yet."

"Owner?"

Of course he was not a master. After listening to Sirius' inner words before, Bree knew clearly that Sirius was innocent, and his target was probably Harry. Unfortunately, he was worried that Harry would be hurt because of him.

"Draco, if Sirius Black is innocent, who is the murderer?"

"Not guilty..." Draco thought about the report and said uncertainly: "Is it Peter Pedillo?"

Bree smiled, but didn't answer.

Reports at the time said that Sirius Black blew up an entire city block and killed Peter Pedillo, but they only found one of Peter's fingers.

A finger can't be sure that a person is dead.

"Oh, Oded, you are finally here, come here quickly, you will be the first one we speak to!" Professor Flitwick has been looking for Bree. As soon as he saw Bree, he trotted over and pulled him towards the high platform. , Hannah on the side even stuffed a stack of speech notes into Bree's hand.

"Come on, Ode!"

When Bree stood on the high platform, Professor Flitwick had already adjusted the speakers, and the stadium below was filled with little wizards.

Even the professors came. Dumbledore was wearing the floral robe that Bree bought for him, playing with the card happily. If Bree guessed correctly, Dumbledore must be saying: I should be drawn on it. , this must be fun, the little wizards love this, just like the chocolate frog.

"Everyone be quiet. Now I announce that the Fantasy Game Club is officially established. First, let our first president, Bree Old, speak!"

"Oh!"

……

"Eighth floor... I didn't expect it, Oude, hehe, thank you for giving me such a good opportunity."

A black shadow passed through the corridor and ran upstairs. When the figure came to the principal's office on the eighth floor, it was clear that it was a wolf!

No, it's a werewolf!
The wolf gradually stood up and turned into a man covered with wolf fur.

It's Baker Bernard, the guy who accidentally became a werewolf when Bree was in first grade, was abandoned by his family, and escaped into the Forbidden Forest!
"Wait, Alyssa Shafiq. When I leave Hogwarts, I will bite your neck hard and let you try what it's like to become a werewolf... Haha!"

"Password..."

The stone lion at the door of the principal's office opened its mouth to speak, but Bernard ignored it at all. He slapped a piece of black steaming bone into the door, and then he kept hitting it. Soon, the door collapsed, and he walked in casually. .

"Who are you!"

The portraits in the office saw Bernard, but unfortunately not many people knew about him and just scolded him.

"Werewolf, how did you come to Hogwarts? Quick, go find Dumbledore!"

"Dumbledore is on the Quidditch pitch and there's no portrait there!"

"Oh, what are you going to do!"

Bernard ignored the portraits. He was not sure how long he would be safe. Dumbledore could come back at any time.

Soon, after rummaging around for a while, he found what he wanted in Dumbledore's drawer.

"Forbidden Forest Contract, yes, it's you!"

Bernard took the Forbidden Forest Contract and fled immediately. Only by returning to the Forbidden Forest could he guarantee the success of his mission.

At this time, on the underground floor, Snape was holding a map and slowly walking towards the kitchen.

Outside the kitchen, Blake, who was about to peel pears, felt a cold feeling on his back. He hurriedly ran towards the corridor. Snape behind him heard the noise and immediately chased after him.

"what!"

Snape only saw a black shadow flash in front of him and lost sight of the other person. When he chased him to the first floor, the guy had disappeared without a trace.

"who is it!"

Snape quickly stepped back, staggering and almost falling. At the same time, a figure appeared in his original position, and he could clearly see who it was.

"Bernard!"

"You remember me, Professor Snape, my Head of House..."

Hatred flashed in Bernard's eyes, but he was holding something important in his hands, and he wouldn't have come out if Snape hadn't blocked his way.

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

A jet-black blade of light rushed towards Bernard. Bernard was startled and barely dodged it. Only then did he realize that he was no match for Snape.

Originally possessing the power of a werewolf, he thought he could fight Snape, but unfortunately he was wrong.

"You are really heartless, Mr. Dean!"

"Hmph, a werewolf should always stay in a dark corner. Even if you were a wizard before, letting you go was already the greatest kindness of your dean."

Snape was merciless and hit Bernard with another spell. In his opinion, two years were enough for the wolf-turned-Bernard to completely become a werewolf and have nothing to do with wizards anymore, and Bernard Sneaking into Hogwarts, with a slug's mind, it's definitely not a good thing.

"I won't accompany you anymore, Dean!"

Bernard rushed towards the door. Snape held the spell tightly and was about to cast a spell, but at this moment.

"what!"

whose voice!

"Arnold!" Snape looked at Arnold outside the gate with a cold face, and Bernard had already run towards the Forbidden Forest. If Snape dared to use magic just now, he would definitely hurt Arnold, a fool.

"You should explain!"

Snape glared at Arnold, who sat slumped on the ground and trembled: "Bernard, the werewolf!"

"I'm telling you, why don't you just stay on the Quidditch pitch full of people?"

"I, I'm not interested in that..."

The feud between Arnold and Bree can be traced back to when Bree first arrived in the first grade. At that time, he was the one who got the worst beating.

At the same time, he was also controlled by Voldemort in Quirrell. In the second grade, he also controlled the basilisk, which caused the soul in his body to mutate and split into two parts. Although his soul was free at this time, it was controlled by the basilisk. The half he killed fell asleep forever, leaving his soul very weak.

Everyone was groggy at Hogwarts.

"Really?" Snape snorted coldly, then he thought for a moment and said, "Don't tell anyone, I will tell Dumbledore about this, remember?"

"Remember, remember."

(End of this chapter)