Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 191 Draco is in need
And while Bree was waiting for everyone to arrive.

Draco, who had just had breakfast and was preparing to find the cards, had already arrived at the corner tower.

Draco naturally knew that Bree had reset the defensive magic on the corner building, and of course he had the key here.

He used his wand to gently click on the portrait of the big tree at the end of the corridor. After chanting a spell, he opened the passage and stepped onto the platform outside the turret.

The flower garden in the turret had been moved to the Muggle world by Bree, and was under the care of Nicol. Draco didn't wait too long, and pushed open the door of the turret. After passing through a group of materials placed in an orderly manner, he We are about to enter the second floor.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Rat?"

Draco heard the sound and stood at the top of the stairs. He looked next to the pile of materials on the first floor and saw the big black mouse that had been kept in a cage. Strangely, Draco felt it looked familiar.

"Why did Brie have a rat?"

Draco was stunned, looking at the familiar mouse and guessing: "Could this be the red-haired pet? Damn, who would use a mouse as a pet? Dark wizards would find it dirty."

As he said this, Draco felt more and more that this mouse was Ron's. Of course, Draco would not take it back to Ron kindly, so he glanced at it with interest.

"Perhaps he sneaked in to find something to eat. Maybe Brie wanted to use it for experiments, such as drinking potions with poisonous bubbles or something..."

Said teasingly, Draco slowly climbed up the stairs, completely ignoring the big black mouse with gleaming eyes that rolled around.

Draco walked up to the second floor and immediately saw the cards placed on the large solid wood table. He happily stepped forward and picked up these cherished cards to check them out.

"This is the Norwegian Spinosaurus and the Chinese Fireball Dragon!"

"Why are there still Veela cards... Tsk, where did Bree hear the news? We Malfoy don't have Veela blood!"

Draco's face turned red with anger, and he didn't know if it was because of embarrassment.

At this time, he saw something on the table.

"ring?"

Draco saw two nearly identical black gemstone rings on the table and picked them up with a frown.

"I gave it to Brie for Christmas. Did he make another one?"

"Then when I go back, it can be regarded as an apology to Brie for me, hum."

Holding two rings, Draco smiled evilly and was about to put one of them on his hand.

"Hiss, hiss..." A snake language suddenly came from one of the rings. Draco had just put on the other one and was suddenly stunned on the spot, full of joy.

The ring that was not worn by Draco suddenly burst into a black mist and rushed into Draco's brain. Draco's eyes were in a trance, and he heard a caressing whisper——

"Take me out of here..."

Draco walked downstairs stiffly like a puppet on strings. The cards in his hand were scattered on the ground, emitting a faint light, but he didn't feel anything at all.

As Draco went downstairs, the black energy in the ring he held in his hand became more and more ferocious, and a distorted face gradually gathered on top of his head, and Draco's consciousness became heavier and heavier.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Master, master!"

Downstairs, the rat in the cage suddenly screamed loudly when he saw this scene, but found that he was in the body of a rat and could not attract Voldemort's attention. He immediately regained his human body.

The bloated Peter was squeezed into a narrow cage, and the dirty fat squeezed out from the gaps, which attracted Voldemort's attention.

"Master?" A hoarse voice came from the face of the black fog man above Draco's head, and he seemed to be thinking.

Voldemort stopped after feeling the growing strength in Draco's body as he continued to struggle.

"I didn't expect Malfoy to be able to master the Patronus Charm. Haha, interesting."

Voldemort's voice was like torn linen, low and full of distortion.

He snapped at Peter: "Become a mouse again!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" After hearing the order, Peter immediately transformed into a big black mouse, and Voldemort also controlled Draco to step forward, opened the magic cage left by Bree, and released Peter.

"Take this ring, decorate it as a late Christmas gift, put it on Dumbledore's desk, and then go to the Forbidden Forest and wait for me!"

Since Voldemort was captured by Bree, he has been trying to find a way to escape from the control of the Resurrection Stone Horcrux. Using Draco, his soul can now escape. As the side of Voldemort's soul that hates Dumbledore the most, he A cursed ring could be of great use.

"I'm sure you won't be able to resist wearing it."

Voldemort put the ring on Peter's tail, and the Death Eater mark on Peter's body proved his loyalty.

Peter accepted the mission, jumped up, and rushed outside tremblingly.

"Then, the only one left is you, little Malfoy."

The thick black fog sneaked into Draco's body with Voldemort's weak soul after breaking away from the ring. Draco was shocked suddenly, and then fell to the ground.

After a long time, a small green snake crawled in from the outside. It first looked at the opened cage, and then at Draco who fell on the ground.

In the room where the soul guard was practicing, Bree's face changed, and the others were a little confused when they saw Bree's situation.

Cedric asked: "Did something happen to Malfoy?"

In the room, everyone that Bree was looking for was present, except for Draco, who had learned how to call the gods to protect him. For convenience, the little green snake Bree sent out to find Draco was just a phantom. But now, that phantom suddenly disappeared.

In the turret, Draco looked at the crushed Patronus in his hand. The wisps of mist representing white magic made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Amazing guy, it's a pity that Voldemort has woken up."

When Voldemort recalled Tom and Bree at that time in his mind, his eyes were full of sternness.

"A Horcrux that betrayed its master...Master, haha."

After each split Horcrux wakes up, if it is not controlled by the main soul for a long time, it will not think that it is a split soul.

Controlling Draco, Voldemort quickly walked out of the turret. The disappearance of the little green snake will soon attract the owner here. Voldemort is not a fool. It is not easy for him to control Draco in his current situation. Leaving Huo Gewartz was what he should do, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Peter to do it even to trick Dumbledore.

……

"Voldemort?" Bree looked at the situation in the turret and quickly understood what was going on. Suddenly he felt a little pain in his head. How could he think Draco could be obedient?

"This guy." Bree pursed her lips, really wanting to give Draco some trouble, but Voldemort had to catch him as soon as possible.

Bree took out her notes and quickly found the anchor point left for Draco. Draco would not miss the opportunity to ask Bree for a paper crane to play with. This guy made a small hanging Pendant, always wear it.

The teleportation magic quickly took effect. On the other side, Voldemort, who had just arrived in the Forbidden Forest, suddenly felt an aura of magic rising. He took a closer look and saw a necklace flying up from Draco's neck, and a paper crane. It flew out from it and immediately transformed into a magic circle.

Bree stepped out.

"Where do you plan to take this little dragon, Mr. Voldemort?"

Voldemort controlled Draco to raise his wand, but the unicorn's tail hair was not suitable for performing dark magic, and Voldemort didn't have much strength now.

"Sir, I just think your refusal to accept fate is very good, but I don't really respect you."

A huge blue thread entangled Draco. Voldemort, who was in Draco's body, felt that his whole soul was bound, making it difficult to move. He wanted to struggle to leave Draco's body and go to Bree to talk, but Nothing can be done.

"I have done a little research on soul magic. I'm sorry, but you can't do anything in your current situation."

Bree raised his eyebrows and used the Flying Curse to take back the ring on Draco's finger.

"Ok?"

An accident happened. Just when Bree thought she was going to control Voldemort's Horcrux, Voldemort in Draco suddenly dissipated and turned into black energy and rushed towards Hogwarts Castle.

"Not a Horcrux."

Bree exhaled silently, at least Draco was not cursed, otherwise it would be a big trouble, but this Voldemort is really cunning, he is willing to give up the body of the Horcrux.

"Unless he is sure to be resurrected soon, he won't be able to live long without the Horcrux." The guy possessed by him won't live long either.

Looking back at Draco, Bree frowned and patted Draco's face hard, adding some color to his pale face.

"Uh...hiss!"

"What are you doing, Brie, it hurts!"

The little green snake let go of Draco a bit, but held him up from falling, while Bree looked straight at him, playing with the ring on his finger.

Draco came back to his senses, covered his face and was about to accuse, but he was stunned when he soon discovered that this was the Forbidden Forest, and Bree still held the unusually familiar ring on her hand.

"Hiss, it's a black mist. I'm being controlled. Bree, catch that guy quickly and teach him a lesson for how dare you control Malfoy!"

Draco shook his platinum-blonde hair, and the golden bangs between his eyebrows were stained with sweat. It was cold sweat. At this time, Draco was also bluffing. He knew that he had been saved by Bree and was fine, otherwise he would not be so arrogant.

Draco was a little scared when Bree didn't speak and handed him the ring.

He trembled and said, "I just picked it up and took a look. Who knew it was so dangerous."

"Go back." Seeing Draco like this, Bree also knew that he was fine, so he said, "Don't go to the turret these days, I have already selected the location of the old house, wait for me to put those things Let’s talk about moving there.”

There are also many dark magic or books about soul alchemy in the turret. These things are not as quiet as they appear on the surface. It is better for a weak-willed guy like Draco to touch less.

"I know." Draco whispered. Seeing that Bree was still a little angry, he said flatteringly: "Where are you going to build your old mansion? Maybe I can help. You know, Malfoy's mansion is not Shao, those will be mine from now on, I can ask my dad for a set in advance."

Bree shook her head.

"Tom and I have already chosen... in Godric's Hollow."

Godric's Hollow is so big that no one will be able to think of him after the Loyalty Charm is cast. It's okay to talk to Draco now, otherwise this guy's temperament can be unpredictable and he will cause trouble.

"Oh, Godric's Hollow, I remember where Malfoy is..."

"Let's go back. Do you still want to spend the night in the Forbidden Forest?"

Brie clicked on the Paper Crane, and soon a teleportation circle appeared, and the little green snake immediately shrank and slipped into the circle.

Draco staggered, puffed his cheeks, and walked into the circle.

Bree looked around. It was close to the middle of the Forbidden Forest, and there was some werewolf aura.

His eyes dimmed, he looked far away, and then walked into the magic circle. After all, Fawkes was watching what happened here. It was Dumbledore's own arrangement. It was fine for him not to interfere. This was between him and Dumbledore. Agreement.

The magic circle disappeared immediately, and at the position where Bree was looking just now, several werewolves came out. One of them looked at the slightly weaker eyes with hatred, staring at the position where Bree was originally.

"Bernard."

A plain and majestic voice came from behind Bernard. It was a strong werewolf. If Bree saw it, he would definitely recognize it. This is Yana's father, and Bernard was bitten by him. Wounded into a werewolf.

"Sir, sir." Bernard felt a chill on his back, immediately calmed down, and tremblingly lowered his waist, showing great respect.

"Don't make any noise. The one who helped me before...or do you hate me?"

Bree and Alyssa invited Bernard, so Bernard turned into a werewolf, and it was this person who turned him into a werewolf. If Bernard hates Bree, then this also proves...

"No, no, no, I just hate wizards. They abandoned me. I hate all wizards, but I respect all werewolves, especially you. You gave me a new life, sir!"

"Hmph, that's the best way."

Yana's father obviously had a high status among these werewolves. No other werewolf dared to contradict what he said. He looked intently in the direction of Hogwarts and whispered: "The Phoenix is ​​still watching us. Only when Only when Dumbledore is too busy to take care of himself can we have the opportunity to break into Hogwarts, and only then can we give the werewolves hope of leaving the Forbidden Forest..."

He looked at Bernard and said happily: "You brought out the Forbidden Forest Contract. This is our chance to break the shackles. When we succeed with the outside werewolves, you will get rights and status that are unimaginable even when you are a wizard. , wealth, magic..."

"Every werewolf is like that."

Excitement flashed in Bernard's eyes, and he shouted loudly: "I am willing to give everything for the werewolf, sir!"

"Hahaha, very good, very good!"

Glancing in the direction of Hogwarts again, he waved his hand and returned to the depths of the Forbidden Forest with the werewolves, leaving only one sentence.

"Find a way to control those centaurs, and we can't let these Mars-talking guys see through our plan!"

"Don't worry, sir, the clansmen are all ready!"

……

At this time, in Hogwarts, Peter had just packed the ring and arrived at the Owlery. He would not stupidly break into Dumbledore's office. Since it was a gift, of course it would be delivered by an owl. , but this would make Ron furious. After all, Peter didn't have the money to pay the owl for postage.

"Get out of here, Peter Pedillo!"

A ray of black energy rushed straight into the distant sky and broke into the mind of Peter who was still in the owl loft.

"Hide, hide!"

The orders from the voices made Peter tremble and run around, rushing into the sewer pipes, and then the voices in his mind gradually became weak and submerged.

(End of this chapter)