Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 180 The new patron saint magic
"Don't worry Draco, this Miss Greengrass knows her sense of proportion."

Astoria has not come to see Bree during this period because she knows that Bree is not too special to her. She has been alone during this period, always looking for other colleges, especially Hercules. Chippa.

……

At night, Bree passed through the turret and used her notes to return to Diagon Alley.

"grown ups!"

Nico pounced on him and said happily: "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you come back? Do you want me anymore?"

Vern saw Nico's coquettish look and said with great disdain: "Little brat, are you still sucking milk?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Brie and said: "You are always like this. Once you live a stable life in a place, you don't want to move. Look, the Fantasy Game is so famous that you don't even come back to see it. It’s me and Tom running it.”

Vern complained and spat out a few mouthfuls of sparks, looking very angry.

"Sorry." Brie smiled comfortingly, and then hugged Nico, who had gained a lot of weight, and sat on the sofa opposite Mr. Nico Flamel.

"I'm sorry to hear such news. In fact, you can live longer and study more mysteries of alchemy."

Mr. Nicole Flamel has now turned into a very old man, his gray beard is very messy, it seems that he has not taken care of it for a long time, and in his arms, he has been holding a An orange-yellow egg.

In Bree's perception, the egg is absorbing Mr. Flamel's life and growing.

"Haha." Mr. Flamel shook his head with a smile, and said calmly, "Death is just a new beginning."

"You know, Odd, the reason I decided to make the Sorcerer's Stone in the first place."

Mr. Flamel did not wait for Brie's answer, and just said to himself: "It's just to study alchemy. I need time. How can it be enough in just a few decades... But, as time goes by, my alchemy has improved." It is indeed growing, but I can’t see the end. My whole life has been devoted to alchemy... This is endless, and I am tired.”

Mr. Flamel sighed, but when he saw the egg in his arms, he said with great relief: "This is my last research, I hope you can take good care of it."

"Of course, sir, I'll give it the best place to go."

Bree has already understood from Nico Flamel that the life he gave birth to is still a dragon, but compared to other dragons, it is relatively weaker because it is a bone dragon with no body, only a soul and a skeleton. Waiting for it After breaking out of the shell, it still needs constant feeding by its owner in order to grow.

"Haha, I believe you, Ode."

"Clang..."

The door was pushed open and everyone looked there.

"I'm late, Bree."

Tom came back from the outside with a tired look on his face, but he smiled lightly, and he was still holding a briefcase in his hand. He could see that the contents inside were very important, so he cast a lot of protective magic.

"You deserve some rest, Tom."

Tom's smile grew a little deeper when he heard about Bree's relationship.

"You'll be happy to hear that, Bree."

Tom did not respond to Bree's words, but patted the briefcase, handed the things to Bree, and said softly: "I have acquired several good shops in the wizarding world in other countries. As long as the time comes, we will You can expand your industry at any time.”

This is indeed good news, but production capacity can no longer keep up.

Seemingly aware of Bree's concerns, Tom said: "Nico has already cultivated more than a dozen flowers with spiritual consciousness. As long as you confirm, we can create more than a dozen flower elves. Although the flower elves are talented in alchemy, It’s not that high, but it’s completely sufficient for making fantasy games.”

Is that right?

Bree turned his attention to Nico, who pouted and glared at Tom. He actually didn't want more flower elves to appear at all, but this was Bree's order. He could only say truthfully: "Yes, grown ups."

Hearing the reluctance in Nico's tone, Bree rubbed Nico's little head.

"I have made a batch of special alchemical jewelry before, which can awaken the flower elves. Ver, go and prepare them and give them to Nico."

Verle gloated: "I know, I will hand it over to the little brat completely."

Here, Mr. Flamel looked at such a scene, leaning on the sofa very comfortably, smiling. He thought, Bree is very caring and polite to the people around him, and is not a master at all, so there must be no problem. , maybe Dumbledore thought wrongly, how could Bree become the big devil.

"Ahem." Mr. Flamel felt that his vitality was getting weaker and weaker, and he said slowly: "Then, everything is left to you, Oude. I hope my books can help you."

Mr. Flamel closed his eyes completely...

Bree was silent for a long time. He did not expect that Mr. Flamel would choose to leave at this time.

"Inform Dumbledore. He is the only person I can think of who Mr. Flamel knows."

It was Mr. Flamel that Dumbledore found for Bree. Naturally, he had to make it clear to Dumbledore.

Bree bowed to Mr. Flamel, and then took out the dragon egg that had stopped absorbing life from Mr. Flamel's arms. Bree said without hesitation: "I'll go back to Hogwarts first. We don't need this dragon egg."

A defective product, he is still raising the egg conceived by his own patron saint and has no time to take care of it.

Brie looked at the night outside the window and said a little tiredly: "That's it for today. I'll go back first."

Bree couldn't make it clear for the time being that he could leave Hogwarts at will. He could only say sorry for Mr. Flamel's funeral.

Back in the turret, Bree put the egg transformed by his patron saint on the bed. This egg had been gestating for a long time. He could feel that it would break out of the shell in the next few days, and he had to take it with him.

Early the next morning, Bree woke up from the turret. Today was the weekend, and it was also the Hogwarts Quidditch match. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the match, he even adjusted the time of the Mirage Game Club.

"Then please take your seats!" Mrs. Hooch flew on the Quidditch pitch on her broom and ordered the Quidditch players who were already standing neatly below.

"Now, the game begins!"

"Shh!"

With a whistle, the Quaffle was thrown up, and the Quidditch players rushed up on their broomsticks. Today was the game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and the red and yellow colors were competing on the field.

"Oh, that's great!"

"Boom!"

Just as Ron shouted, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, which startled him.

"Hmph." Draco was not far from the Gryffindor auditorium. He sneered. He didn't even bother to talk about Ron's embarrassment. He turned to Bree and said, "The sun came out a few days ago. Look. , the snow has been melted by the sun, and now it has turned into rain.”

"Maybe we'll see Drunk Potter. Players playing on the court are prohibited from using any magic."

With that said, Draco took out his wand and cast a fire and water invulnerability spell on himself, and also cast one on Bree.

Bree sat in the stands and looked at the sky. He felt something was wrong.

Dumbledore went to attend to the funeral of Mr. Flamel today, so he did not come. But because of Dumbledore's absence, it seemed that no one could suppress the dementors.

"Be careful, Draco."

Bree closed his eyes and felt a sense of death in the cold wind, which was exactly the same as that of the dementors. He didn't know whether it was Dumbledore's arrangement or a mistake by the Ministry of Magic, or whether Black decided to take action again. .

Then Peter is still tied up on the first floor of the turret, so it must not be Black.

"Tick!"

The raindrops were dripping, and Bree didn't feel the cold because of Draco's fire and water inviolability spell.

However, the feeling of raindrops falling on the skin and clothes without touch was too strange. Bree slightly used her magic power to prop up a protective shield and shelter Draco in it.

"Oh, this is much easier to use than the Water and Fire Invulnerability Curse."

Draco glanced at Bree with admiration, then looked at the flustered players on the Quidditch pitch with interest.

Draco quickly frowned and said, "Tomorrow is our game against Ravenclaw. Tsk, don't let the rain ruin the game."

"No, there is no example in school history of canceling a game because of rain. Wizards have many methods, but it seems that today's rain came suddenly, and the professors did not prepare any measures."

"what!"

Just as Bree and Draco were talking, there were exclamations from the side.

"Dementors!"

"Oh my god, how did they get in, where is Professor Dumbledore?"

"Professor Dumbledore went to attend the funeral of Nico Flamel, and these dementors rushed in!"

"Harry!"

There was chaos on the court, and Bree frowned, hesitating whether to take action. Who knew if this was Dumbledore's plan? He didn't want to be caught by Dumbledore and go to the office to drink lemonade with nine spoons of sugar.

"Ah!" In the sky, the Quidditch players had been soaked by the heavy rain. The rain was running down their necks and their faces were covered with rain. Hermione panted with cold air and was about to continue hitting the ball, but she saw A group of monsters wearing black hoods flew from a distance.

"It's a Dementor!"

Hermione's cry almost made the Quidditch players stop, but Harry and Cedric, who were flying in the sky chasing the Snitch, didn't pay attention. At this time, the Snitch had already appeared, and they were fighting for it.

And Harry suddenly felt dizzy and cold all over his brain. This feeling was all too familiar, just like on the train.

A woman's pleading voice kept echoing in his mind. Listening to this voice, Harry felt so uncomfortable that he almost cried out, but the deeper pain was pressing heavily on his chest, making it difficult for him to make a sound.

This is the feeling of happiness being sucked away!

"hold head high!"

Before Harry fainted, he only saw one dementor rushing towards him, and a huge green flying snake with horns...

"Bump!" Harry fell from the broom in the sky and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

In the sky, Cedric also caught the Golden Snitch at this time, and in front of him, the patron saint of Bree was flying around, protecting him behind him.

The little wizards all looked at Bree dumbly, as well as the huge thing swimming in the blue and white mist in mid-air.

"A giant blue snake?"

Draco stared at the eggshell that gradually turned into light spots on Bree's hand, bumping it and said: "Isn't this your patronus?"

How could it be like this?
Draco wanted to ask, but he suddenly realized that this was not a good opportunity.

The eggshells on Brie's hands disappeared completely, and he stared at the green snake in the sky. He could feel that this was his patron saint, and he was connected with it.

"It's the Patronus, Draco. It's a whole new kind of magic."

Bree squinted his eyes. He felt the Patronus egg in his pocket shaking just now. It was obvious that these dementors attracted its attention and caused his Patronus egg to break out. Of course, Bree would not refuse his protection. God, so he took it out, and the current scene appeared.

"Oh, look!"

"Photo, is the dementor dead?"

In the sky, Bree's patron saint roared, and a cloud tail was drawn towards the Dementors who wanted to escape. With this draw, more than a dozen Dementors on the huge tail were blown away.

What's more, just like the body of the patron saint has magical power, the dementor that came into contact with it was full of black gas, burning continuously, and finally turned into a cloud of fly ash and fell down.

Bree focused his gaze, and ordered the Patronus to catch the fly ash. He felt that these things could be studied, after all, dementors are famous "undead creatures".

At this moment, the professors also reacted. Snape did not even continue to maintain the invulnerability spell. He rushed to the court first and helped Harry up.

There was panic hidden in Snape's eyes. He tentatively checked Harry's breathing. When he found that he was not dead, he threw Harry back on the grass with a cold face and said, "He is not dead. Take him to the campus hospital for treatment."

After saying that, he waved his robe, turned around and left. His target was Bree.

Professor McGonagall had a look on her face. After hearing Snape's words, she was still worried: "Be careful, get a stretcher and take Potter back to the campus hospital. Everyone else should also go take a look. Are you away from the Dementors?" too close!"

Professor McGonagall had a serious face and said very forcefully: "This time we must ask the Ministry of Magic to take these damn things away. The little wizard was injured because of them!"

As she said that, Professor McGonagall looked towards the castle. The lights in the principal's office were still out, which made her helpless again.

But soon, a bird song sounded, and a phoenix flew over from the Forbidden Forest in the distance. But at this time, the dementors had been scared away by Bree's patron saint. The phoenix just turned its head in confusion and flew down. Professor McGonagall's side.

"Oh, you came at the right time." Of course what Professor McGonagall said was not the truth. She grabbed a feather, used magic to write a text on the feather, and handed it to the trembling and frightened Phoenix. before.

"Go, give it to Dumbledore and ask him to come back quickly!"

"Chirp!" The phoenix flew away immediately, and Professor McGonagall also began to instruct the prefects to organize the young wizards to return to Hogwarts Castle.

Brie took back the patron saint. The patron saint could return to an illusory state as before, but it was very close to Brie, so it turned into a small green stripe, wrapping around Brie's neck, very docile.

"Oh, is this a venomous snake, Bree? It makes me feel very strange, like spring, very friendly?"

Draco looked at the little green snake on Bree's body, clicked his tongue twice, and said: "You said this is a brand new magic. You have to teach me. I also want to conjure a patron saint!"

"Perhaps you could explain it to your dean, too."

Snape strode through the stagnant water and walked over without stopping, staring intently at the Patronus around Bree's neck.

"This is no ordinary magic, Oded!"

(End of this chapter)