Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 238 One-Eyed Man Moody

The new school days are busy for the little wizard, and the same is true for Bree.

After getting Slytherin's locket, even if it has become a horcrux, it does not lose the responsibility of the key. It can take Bree to Slytherin's study room. Here, enriching his magic knowledge.

It is commendable that Slytherin's study allowed Bree to make many new discoveries and gain a better understanding of magic.

In the Hogwarts library, sunlight penetrated through the windows, and Bree had just returned from the Slytherin study.

He doesn't like to stay in such a gloomy place, where he seems to be depressed. He prefers to read in a corner tower with plenty of sunshine and breeze.

And this time he came to the library of Hogwarts just to find some biographies about fantasy space. Who told that such things were missing from Slytherin's office? He could easily tell that it was People took that information away.

"Space Stone..." Bree stood by the bookshelf in the corner of the library, flipping through an old book. He remembered the stone described in the book. Cedric's backyard was made with the Space Stone as the foundation and the Traceless Stretching Charm. The space that Draco created after imitating the Resurrection Stone also contained a cracked space stone.

Such stones are very precious and rare, and are regarded as heirlooms by the Cedric family. However, Mr. Digory, who loves his son, made the space stone heirloomed in his family into the backyard...

Thinking this, Bree smiled, but when she turned to the next page of the book, she unexpectedly raised her eyebrows.

The book says - The Weasley family has a space stone that is infinitely close to complete.

The Weasleys?

Bree frowned, but quickly guessed that the Burrow might be where the Weasley family's heritage lies.

Bree took out her notes, and the other books in her hand were floating in the air, making it easier for Bree to excerpt some useful things. This scene often happened in the library and Slytherin's study room...

A figure suddenly blocked most of the sunlight on Bree.

"Odd, I don't think you have the right to use magic in the library!" A rough big hand suddenly pressed down on Bree's notes, allowing Bree to clearly see Moody's one eye without looking up.

"Let me see what you are writing about...the space stone, the spiritual world inside the unicorn horn, the power of space contained in the runes, the descendants of the world monster Ouroboros Jörmungandr, the heart of the world tree... …”

Moody stood in front of Bree, viciously reading the strange records in his notes. When he wanted to open the contents of the page above, he found that he could not shake the thin page, so he raised his wand and He wanted to cast a spell on the note, but his magic had no effect on the note.

Moody suddenly pinched Bree's chin, looking at Bree reflecting the faint sunlight, scolding with his deep black eyes, and uncontrollably sticking out his tongue as if his facial nerve was damaged.

"I want to see what you are writing that violates school rules!"

Following Moody's scolding, Bree's eyes flashed, and the notes shimmered.

In an instant, the entire library disappeared before Moody's eyes, and he came to a dark place where nothing existed except for Bree, who was holding notes opposite him, staring at him coldly, and with the indifference Looking at him, he felt that his whole body was enveloped by murderous intent, and his hand that wanted to raise the wand was also locked by this murderous intent, unable to move.

Bree withdrew his eyes, flipped through his notes, and took the wand-turned-quill to write the last excerpt before he had time to talk to Moody.

"Guess if you die here, you will really die."

Moody's breath hitched, but what flustered him even more was Bree's next words.

"Barty Crouch II."

In an instant, after Bree said these words, Moody and Bree returned to the library. Everything just now seemed like Moody's own hallucination, including holding Bree's chin like a bubble shadow. The distance between him and Bree remained until he followed Bree into the library and was about to go up and hold down Bree's notes.

Looking at Bree's pure black eyes, which were deep but reflected the sun, Moody suddenly did not dare to step forward.

Bree said without much emotion: "I know that you are doing things for Voldemort, and I am very busy now. Please leave me and him alone...I think your target is Potter, isn't it?" Anyway, Potter has Dumbledore was in charge, just enough to draw Dumbledore and Voldemort into confrontation, and let him do everything else.

What's more, what Voldemort is doing now is too low-priced and trivial, and he doesn't want to participate at all.

Bree bypassed Moody and walked straight to the restricted area. The little wizard around and Mrs. Pince, who was watching the little wizard from a distance, couldn't detect Bree's actions at all, as if Bree and the people here existed in two worlds.

Moody brought up the fake prosthesis again, and chased after Bree. Mrs. Pince just took a look and found that it was a professor. She just frowned but didn't care much. Moody followed Bree, walked through the bookshelves, and came to the restricted area.

"What was it just now?" Moody didn't ask Bree how he found him, which was meaningless, and since Bree didn't expose him yesterday, he could temporarily believe what Bree said.

"More advanced natural magic?" Moody asked in a broken voice, sticking out his tongue unconsciously, making Bree frown frequently.

"A power you don't need to know."

Bree shrunk the note and put it in his pocket. What he used just now was indeed natural magic, but it was the power of spatial awareness he had gathered in the natural environment and traveled in the past few days to create an illusory space. Only magic and consciousness can exist, not entities, otherwise the space will collapse. He also relied on this illusory space to pull Moody's consciousness in and conduct an experiment.

The results of the experiment were obvious. He succeeded. After thinking about the stability of the space, Bree put the crown in his hand or the soul of Voldemort in the locket into this space to conduct long-term survival experiments.

The purpose of the experiment is to create a small world that can be connected with the real world.

It's a big project, it's only the preliminary stages, and his choice suggests he'll be too busy to play into Voldemort and Dumbledore's game against Harry Potter.

"Found it." Bree pulled out a mediocre book from the pile in the corner of the restricted book area. The cover said - Gellert Grindelwald and the Saints, this is a book about Grindelwald His records have written most of his life, from humble beginnings to glory, and from glory to loneliness, and piled next to them are the records of Voldemort.

Bree opened the catalog and sorted out the timeline with relish.

"Why not take them, I think he is no less great than Grindelwald." Moody picked up a book about Voldemort and said with a touch of fanaticism in his eyes, as if he wanted to use this emotion to infect Bree and experience The greatness of Voldemort.

Bree didn't even look at it, and said casually: "The street tricksters on the streets of London are more interesting than him."

"What, the master is great, you!" Moody pointed at Bree angrily, but he already knew that he was no match for Bree. Of course he had read the unimaginable "Basics of Natural Magic", and he could understand it clearly He felt the distance between him and Bree.

"You are also an amazing person, we should unite!"

Moody took out "Fundamentals of Natural Magic" from his pocket. It seemed that he had read it many times during this period, and the pages began to show old wrinkles.

"It's a great masterpiece. You shouldn't stay with shameful wizards like Dumbledore. You should stay away from dirty Muggles and mixed-blood wizards. Your blood is noble!" Moody focused on Bree's eyes. But Bree interrupted.

"You're getting a little excited, Mr. Crouch Jr."

Little Barty breathed a sigh of relief and put away the "Basics of Natural Magic". A struggling look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down again, as if he continued to pretend to be Moody, putting on a vicious look and choosing people to eat. expression.

In his heart, Voldemort's mission was still the main focus. His stay here would only annoy Bree and cause more trouble. Moreover, he had to contact his master quickly to convey what happened today.

"Haha." Bree thought of Dumbledore's words, to find each other's weaknesses in life. So what did Bree, who had learned about the life of Barty Crouch Jr., find out?

When little Barty, who had disguised himself as Moody again, couldn't help but stick out his tongue again, and was about to leave, Bree said leisurely: "Why are you loyal to Voldemort, just because of your father's betrayal and distrust of you?"

Moody suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly filled with hatred, and he clenched his fists.

Bree didn't look back at Moody, but said to himself, "I trust you...maybe you didn't use the Cruciatus Curse on the Longbottoms."

"Will this keep you from sticking your tongue out in front of me?"

Suddenly stunned, Moody involuntarily wanted to stick out his tongue, but immediately covered his mouth. He looked in disbelief at Bree, who was squatting on the turret, turning his back to him, turning the pages of the book. After that, he hurriedly left the library. The thumping of the floor caused Mrs. Pince outside to shout that she was going to find Dumbledore and forbid Moody to come to the library to cause trouble.

After Moody left, Bree walked out from the forbidden book area with a book, and also removed an ignore magic that blocked the outside world.

"Hey, Bree, I saw..." Hermione suddenly walked out from the side, her hands full of books about house elves.

"You went to the forbidden book area, and it was fair and square. What kind of magic is this?" Hermione's eyes were bright, and she was thinking about how to get to the forbidden book area.

But she curiously asked about another thing.

"What happened to Professor Moody?"

Bree gentlemanly helped Hermione share some books and put them on the table in the reading area aside, and then said: "I just gave him some trust."

"Trust?" Hermione didn't know what was going on, but she thought to herself: "I have read some reports about Professor Moody. He is an outstanding Auror, an upright... ruthless character, very suitable for black people. Teacher position in the Defense Against Magic class.”

"At least better than Snape." Hermione revealed to Bree: "I heard that Snape applied to Dumbledore to become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but Dumbledore once again refused."

Bree nodded. If it was Moody, he would be very suitable for this position. Unfortunately, he was Barty Jr. Who knows what he would do... Bree suddenly didn't want to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

(End of this chapter)