Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 270 Harry’s Mother’s Magic

In Dumbledore's office, Phoenix was sleeping peacefully on the wooden frame, and the Sorting Hat beside him was motionless.

Bree walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book.

"Cutting Edge Black Magic".

Bri had read the book, so he put it back and picked up another one.

"Twelve Uses of Dragon's Blood"

Bree put the book back, not wanting to know how dragon blood was used to clean the stove.

Bree scanned the books, and finally found helplessly that Dumbledore didn't have any interesting books here, let alone notes.

"This is?"

Bree walked to the desk and saw the door key that Dumbledore took him to Nurmengard Tower last time on the shelf behind Dumbledore.

A unique necklace.

"It's a strange power, not just a portkey." Bree didn't activate the portkey, he just held it for a look.

"Cracks and Repair Magic."

"Ah, it's Voldemort, Professor Dumbledore, I saw him resurrected, and he was torturing Wormtail!"

Harry's exclamation came from the inner room, and Bree put down the door key and walked over.

Dumbledore was comforting Harry, and Harry, who was nervous, exhaled after seeing Bree coming.

"I'm fine, Professor Dumbledore, but..." Harry looked at the pensieve. He saw many things, and finally saw the details of his dream.

"You can tell Oude, I don't think I have very high attainments when it comes to souls."

Ariana suddenly floated in from outside the door. She said apologetically to Dumbledore: "Sorry, brother, but brother Aberforth hopes to come to the castle to see me..."

Every once in a while, Aberforth would come to Hogwarts Castle and talk to Ariana at the Whomping Willow.

"Go ahead, you don't have to tell me, Ariana." Dumbledore smiled and asked Ariana to find Aberforth, and then continued: "Can you help Harry, Oded, of course. If you have any trouble, you can refuse.”

"I know you mean no harm to Harry."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered and he smiled.

Harry looked at Bree sheepishly, thinking that Bree had helped him enough.

"Let's see, this won't delay anything." Bree understood that Dumbledore found out that he had cast the Imperius Curse on Harry, but because it was a positive thing and just made Harry work hard to learn the Imperius Curse, so Dumbledore didn't take action.

But Dumbledore obviously didn't want Harry to continue to be cursed, because it would hurt Harry's soul.

Harry's nightmares during this period were probably caused by the Imperius Curse.

Bree stepped forward and touched Harry's forehead. The lightning scar was slightly hot.

Harry blushed and looked into Bree's serious eyes. His eyes were panicked and he looked around, not daring to look at Bree again.

"I-I'm fine, Bree." Harry swallowed and whispered.

"Not so fast, Harry." Bree whispered, and began to sense the problem with his magic.

To see if his Imperius Curse was causing Harry's nightmares.

A flash of magic flashed across Harry's forehead, piercing the palm of Bree's hand. Bree frowned slightly, feeling a gentle and angry force.

Bree had never seen her before, but she was inexplicably familiar with it... It reminded Bree of Betty, the old woman who raised Bree in the orphanage.

So, this force is Harry's mother?

She is warning herself.

Bree thought honestly, so she radiated kindness and turned her vision to the depths of Harry's soul.

It was a force full of soft light, a stag-shaped Patronus guarding the deepest part of Harry's soul, and here, this demon - Voldemort was imprisoned!

The stag was in great pain and struggling to hold on, but Voldemort's power continued to penetrate her body and affect Harry's soul...

In such a situation, Bree discovered the truth in an instant, the Horcrux!

Harry is a Horcrux!
So it was the Horcruxes that influenced Harry.

Bree withdrew from Harry's soul vision and removed her hand from Harry's burning forehead.

Bree looked at Dumbledore with an incomprehensible look, and Dumbledore immediately said to Harry: "You go back first, Harry. Oded and I will discuss the next thing and treat your problem."

"Don't worry." Dumbledore smiled kindly.

Harry looked at Bree.

Bree nodded.

"You go out first." Bree reached out and lifted the Imperius Curse from Harry's head.

Anyway, the Imperius Curse has been verified by Mr. Crouch, whether it is a method to break the curse or a cure, and Bree has already figured out the method of defense, so there is no need for Harry to conduct this magical experiment. .

"You have to rely on your own efforts to learn natural magic in the future. The Imperius Curse will damage the soul."

"I will treat your soul problems later."

Harry heard this, nodded and left Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore watched Harry leave, and then said helplessly: "He seems to listen to you more."

Bree didn't take into account Dumbledore's little dignity left.

"You could just say he doesn't trust you."

Dumbledore laughed. He didn't care much and said, "It's a pity. I was supposed to be his life mentor, so that I could arrange a proper exit for myself."

"Don't think about death, Dumbledore, do you want to leave this world?" Bree raised his eyebrows and looked at Dumbledore.

As a great wizard, his lifespan is incredible. As long as he doesn't die to study human body magic, he will have at least two or three hundred years to live. This is not an empty life like the magic stone.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed across the faces of Ariana and Aberforth, and he said, "Now that I have warm woolen socks, how could I be willing to step barefoot into the snow on Christmas Eve?"

And as if he was thinking of someone else, Dumbledore sighed quietly: "I hope that the things that support everyone's life are happy."

"After all, death is a new journey, but it is lonely."

"Even the wind will not visit the night road that has no end..."

Dumbledore's eyes concealed loneliness.

"You should give yourself some privacy," Bree quipped.

Bree knew who Dumbledore had in mind without having to dig deeper.

"Haha, I'm old. I just like to recall the past and talk about some great truths."

"Let's get back to Harry, what happened to him?"

Dumbledore recovered his emotions and soon returned to his position as the principal of Hogwarts. He was now like a teacher who cared about the students.

"The Horcrux."

Bree did not hide the idea that Harry was a Horcrux. Dumbledore had already known about the existence of Horcruxes and there was no need to hide it from him.

"Horcrux?" Dumbledore frowned and his hands trembled slightly. Harry was a Horcrux. This was unexpected.

But it makes sense.

"It was only last year that I was sure that Voldemort really used evil black magic like Horcruxes." Dumbledore sighed, seeming to feel regretful, but also seemed to be really sure.

Last year, Bree found the Resurrection Stone, and it was accidentally obtained by Dumbledore. Although it was later taken back by Bree, Dumbledore also determined the secret of Voldemort.

"I have searched for records of Horcruxes privately." Dumbledore pulled out the "Advanced Dark Arts" and put it on the table.

"It was in the forbidden book area before, but it was incomplete. The complete copy was kept by...an old friend from before."

"But I guess Voldemort got it anyway."

Dumbledore asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

"Is the Crown a Horcrux?"

Bree nodded, not covering up.

"It's a Horcrux." In addition to the crown, Bree also had a Slytherin locket that was a Horcrux.

But Dumbledore didn't ask, and Bree didn't want to answer, since he had no problem on his hands anyway.

"The crown is not in my hands now. It is in the Black Lake. You can ask Ms. Gray about this."

Dumbledore nodded understandingly.

"I suspect he has other Horcruxes," Dumbledore said.

"Ravenclaw's crown, the Resurrection Stone, and Tom once asked me about Gryffindor's sword... I don't think he would let his soul stay on a mortal object."

"Diary..." Brie reminded.

"That might be special." Dumbledore responded with a smile.

"Three have been found...but there are definitely more than these..." Dumbledore paused.

He turned and said, "That's it for today."

Dumbledore ended the conversation.

Bree raised an eyebrow.

"You are not planning to kill Voldemort now?"

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Without Voldemort, a pureblood would have helped another demon... What's more, this is Harry Potter's enemy, and he will be the one to face Voldemort in the end."

It seems that Dumbledore has not given up on the idea of ​​​​training Harry.

Bree said, "What are you going to do with Harry?"

Dumbledore was a little surprised. Generally speaking, Bree rarely paid attention to Harry.

He smiled: "I will leave Harry Potter with the final victory."

Dumbledore seemed more confident.

"I hope you can succeed, Dumbledore." Bree said goodbye to Dumbledore and left the office, leaving Dumbledore thinking there.

"Brie..." As soon as he went out, Harry called out to Brie.

"Long story short." Bree took Harry to a corner and set up a shielding spell.

"You are Voldemort's Horcrux."

Harry was stunned, and the question he wanted to ask became.

"What is a Horcrux?"

Bree suddenly realized that Harry had no such knowledge of magic and did not know about Horcruxes.

But Horcruxes were too troublesome to explain, so Bree said: "It's a split soul. There is a part of Voldemort's soul in your body, and he is affecting you."

what?
Harry was speechless and touched the scar on his forehead in disbelief.

"You are still you, don't worry about this." Brie added: "I can destroy this soul without harming your body."

Harry's eyes lit up, but Bree added: "But the power your mother left in your body will disappear, and you will also lose the power to kill Voldemort."

The power left by Harry's mother was very strange. Bri saw traces of ancient magic, and this magic was what Bri needed. Bri was confident that she could find a way to resist the death curse and resolve the curse in this magic.

As for going to Dumbledore to get this magic...

Bree does not believe that written records are more convenient than a living example.

The last exchange of Fidelity Charms with Dumbledore was enough to make Bree dissatisfied.

"Mother?" Harry touched his forehead in confusion.

"I..." Harry hesitated, what was the meaning of his life.

Revenge, or simply live, live for yourself.

"I, let me think about it, Bree." Harry lowered his head and said.

Hearing this, Bree patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "You can come to me at any time, but I think you have to do me a favor first."

"I want some of your blood and a memory."

"Ah?" Harry was stunned, but still quickly said, "Okay."

Harry stretched out his hand, and Bree was not polite. With a swipe of her finger, a small cut was made on Harry's wrist.

A few drops of blood floated out and were collected by Bri.

And Harry's wrist was healed under Bree's magic.

Then, Bree put her hand on the scar on Harry's forehead and slowly pulled out a piece of silver memory thread.

"That's alright, Harry."

"I have to study some things first. If you have any questions, you can come to me after the game."

After Bree said to Harry, he took the things and walked to the turret. He had already studied the Death Curse very in-depth. Now he only had the last step, and he had already obtained the key. Soon he would be able to Completely record the three unforgivable curses and defensive spells in your notes.

"Maybe write a paper specifically for it to tell the world that there is nothing unforgivable under natural magic."

……

Just as Bree was studying the final stages of the Unforgivable Curse, the entire Hogwarts began to move.

The final competition of the Triwizard Tournament will take place on the Quidditch pitch, and the entire pitch has been created by Dumbledore and many wizards using magic to create a maze that simulates the environment of the Forbidden Forest.

According to the discussions of many wizards, many magical creatures and plants were added to this maze in order to test the young wizards' understanding of herbal medicine and magical creatures.

Many of the magical plants are specially provided by Professor Sprout, and the magical creatures come from the Department for the Protection of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic.

At this time, the entire competition venue was filled with wizards. Looking from afar, the crowds of people were filled with invisible heads.

As the Triwizard Tournament has not happened for a long time, it naturally attracted many wizards. For this reason, the Hogwart Express train added many carriages and trips.

Some wizards were even waiting in Hogsmeade early.

"Oh, my son is a Hufflepuff. He is Professor Sprout's favorite student, and my backyard is a small magical creature garden. He will definitely be the champion!"

"He also said that after graduation, he will travel around the world and record magical creatures everywhere!"

In the audience, Mr. Digory proudly told Cedric's story, and the wizards around him listened with interest. Not far away, Cedric and several other warriors stood in the reserve position. He scratched his head sheepishly. Hold your head.

"My father is very enthusiastic." Cedric smiled gently, with happy helplessness in his eyes.

At this time, Dumbledore took Karkaroff and Madame Maxime to the podium.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore shouted loudly using the amplification magic, and the entire game fell silent.

Seeing this, Dumbledore began to read out the rules of the game and introduce the scores of the Warriors' first two games...

(End of this chapter)