Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 29 The unexpected Quidditch selection
As the potions class ended on Friday morning, Bree and Hermione also took advantage of the noon time to finish their potions paper homework and went downstairs to have dinner together.

In the afternoon, in the hall of Hogwarts Castle, many young wizards were sitting at the dining table talking about Saturday's Quidditch tryouts, but only second-year students could participate, and the first-year wizards could only look forward to it in despair.

"Such rules are obviously for mediocrities." Malfoy poked the steak on the plate with a knife and complained dissatisfied: "Hogwarts should consider flying geniuses like us..."

Pansy comforted: "Draco, you will definitely be able to join the Quidditch team next year."

Bree ate her apple pie, not caring about such things. He would later have to get a grade in his astronomy class, which was difficult because Professor Aurora Sinistra wasn't a big fan of extra points.

After a while, Bree was full. When he was about to leave for the greenhouse, he saw Principal Dumbledore bringing McGonagall, who was holding back his excitement, and Snape, who looked unhappy, to the teachers' table in the hall.

Dumbledore coughed twice, and then said: "Everyone be quiet, now we need to announce something about tomorrow's Quidditch selection..."

Sure enough, when the little wizards heard Dumbledore's words, they quickly became quiet and stared at Dumbledore with bright eyes. Malfoy seemed to have some omen, and he also looked at Dumbledore, expecting him. Say what you want to hear.

"Oh, of course, of course, this cannot be ignored." Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and then said: "We have to change some rules for this year's Quidditch selection, because too many young wizards have good talents. The more you practice, the more you can help your academy.”

"So, I decided to let first-year wizards also participate in the selection. No matter which academy they are in, as long as they are voluntary, they can participate, but they have to do what they can..."

"Oh!"

"That's great, I must participate!"

"This is reformation! My mother will be happy for me, I saw it..."

"Are these first graders really okay?"

Dumbledore's words surprised many first-year wizards, while the seniors felt doubtful. However, no one said anything clearly, because admission still required the approval of the captain of the house team and the dean of the college.

"Humph, I will definitely pass!" Malfoy raised his eyebrows happily, but suddenly stared at the Gryffindor seat. Ron over there had jumped up and was pulling Harry to dance. It looked like Harry is going to attend too.

Malfoy had to admit that Harry Potter had a talent for flying, and so did the Muggle named Hermione Granger.

"You will definitely join the academy team, Draco. Your flight must have been recognized by everyone that day, so the first graders can also participate in the selection..."

"Humph, of course, Malfoy is the best. As long as he wins the Quidditch championship, he will get 150 house points..."

150 points!

Someone's eyes lit up, as if he was thinking about the sacrifices and gains.

Gradually, his eyes became calm again.

"150 points is simply not enough for a time-wasting exercise."

Bree ignored the still noisy hall and walked out directly. He was going to ask Professor Sprout about the four-leaf vine. The temperature would cool down in a few days, and he didn't want to live with the cold wind.

In the greenhouse, Sprout is watering the devil vines and some plants, and she will only go to eat after processing these, otherwise she will miss the time to take care of them.

"professor."

"Oh, it's Mr. Ode, please come in."

I haven't been to the greenhouse often because of delays in the past few days, but Bree was not unfamiliar and quickly helped Professor Sprout deal with the plants.

"What's the matter with you? Don't ask some weird questions again."

Bri scratched his head and chuckled: "It's a four-leaf vine. I wonder if the professor has it here?"

Sprout thought about it and said, "Those are the plants you will learn in the next few years. They are placed in Greenhouse No. 2. They are not dangerous. I can give you some."

"But they are too young and will take a year or two to grow. You need to be patient."

With that said, Professor Sprout took Bree to Greenhouse No. 2, where Bree had not been here yet.

"Greenhouse No. 2 is full of seedlings. It is not used as a class venue. For some plants, they are fragile at this time."

"Hey, these are four-leaf vines. They are very gentle. Although they are relatives of devil vines, they have completely different temperaments."

After taking the four-leaf vine, Bree said sincerely to Professor Sprout: "Thank you, Professor, I will take good care of it."

Professor Sprout nodded, and then said: "I believe in you. If you want to raise plants, you can come to me at any time. I believe that your talent can take care of them, but there are some dangerous or endangered ones that I can't do anything about. "

"Of course, thank you for your trust. I am a student. It would be great to be able to raise some simple and safe plants now."

"It's best if you understand, but don't take any chances." Professor Split warned.

Bree smiled and said nothing. Professor Sprout could only shrug and said: "I can't force you, but you still have to be careful."

After rubbing Bree's black hair, Sprout took Bree out of the greenhouse.

As the people in the hall left, Bree also avoided people and returned to the turret, and planted the four-leaf vine next to the big green tree outside the turret.

"Grow up fast!"

Brie waved her wand and used the special growth spell she had found in her notes. Soon, with the blessing of Brie's powerful natural magic, this special growth spell exerted even greater power, causing the four-leaf vine to grow rapidly.

Along the big tree, the vines continued to spread, until under the control of magic, they spread around the windows of the turret, creating transparent barriers for each window, isolating the temperature and sight of the outside world.

"The magic should last for a few months."

Bree walked into the turret, and when she got to the second floor, she saw Ver pulling at the leaves in the window. Bree put down the thesis homework and the Potions textbook in her hands, and picked up the astronomy class materials prepared on the table. Telescope and book.

"Fer, stop teasing the four-leaf vine with sparks."

"I know, I know, go to class quickly." Vern said not so sincerely.

Bree had no choice but to hope that the little guy like Val could be more obedient, otherwise the four-leaf vine would wither under the characteristics of being afraid of fire.

In the astronomy class at night, Bree observed the stars carefully. The class with Hufflepuff was peaceful, and the little snakes didn't even bother to pay attention to the little badger.

Aurora Sinister is also very generous and seems to know that Bree is waiting for this.

"Then who can tell me what that star is? It's in the textbook, but I haven't introduced it yet."

Bree said without hesitation: "It's Sirius, which is the brightest star besides the sun."

"Oh, of course, +10 points for Mr. Ode."

With the bonus points and get out of class dismissed, Bree also returned to the corner building.

……

The next day, Saturday, a beautiful day started with no one waking her up and opening her eyes naturally. Brie rolled on the bed very comfortably, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Good morning... Val?"

Ver's snake-like body was wrapped in a paper slave skirt, and he wore a paper slave hat on his head. He came out of the bathroom, saw Brie getting up and said, "I was cleaning, and you just got up. I I can help you make your bed, and I have arranged the books outside neatly... It's a pity that I can't cook here, and I don't know how..."

Bree stared, hesitating, and finally struggled: "Are you a male or a female?"

"Before he was made into a bronze snake, he was a male. What happened?"

Vern looked at his body, and then said: "There is no gender now."

"It's nothing, I'll get up first, would you like some lamp oil?"

"Oh, that's not necessary. You can go wash up."

Brie washed up with a face on her face. When she came out, the bed had been made neatly, and even the clothes she was going to wear today were packed and placed beside the bed.

Bree looked at Ver, who was cleaning excitedly, and quickly said: "I think I know what gift to give you this Christmas."

Val raised his head and looked at Bree, feeling very embarrassed, as he hadn't received a gift yet.

"A house elf suitcase with all the tools a house elf needs, plus a gorgeous little dress?"

Ver's face turned red, and he groaned and burned all the paper clothes on his body. If the contract hadn't stimulated it, it wouldn't have drained the lamp oil to please Bree!

When Brie saw that Ver didn't speak, he stopped joking.

After sorting everything out, Bree was about to go down to eat. His task today was to compile a self-reflection on the "Mystery of Transfiguration" that Professor McGonagall had asked him to borrow before, and to return the book.

Taking the book and her newly bought notebook, Bree walked downstairs, but when passing by the Ravenclaw lounge, she heard Qiu Zhang talking.

Qiu: "I hope I can be lucky enough to join the hospital team today!"

Qiu's friend: "You can do it, Qiu, you have been recognized by the hospital team before."

Qiu: "But the first graders are also participating this year. I want to run for the Seeker. This is the most popular and the only vacant position on our academy team. If there are students who are better than me, I can only run for the substitute position." ”

Qiu’s friend: “Believe in yourself, let’s go down quickly!”

……

Today is the Quidditch tryout, and Bree has no interest in watching it. He still has things to do today. Isn't studying magic more interesting than Quidditch?

Bree, who came to the library, quickly found a place to complete his understanding of Transfiguration in his notebook, and at this time...

"I found you, come with me!"

Hermione walked into the library with excitement on her face, immediately grabbed Bree, and then pulled him out of the library without any explanation.

Because of Mrs. Pince's gaze, Bree did not dare to ask Hermione in the library.

"what happened?"

On the way, Bree hugged a stack of books and asked Hermione, "What's wrong with you today? You look very happy."

Hermione was holding a book "The Origins of Quidditch" at this time. When she heard Bree asking, she raised her head and said excitedly: "I'm going to participate in the election. I already fully understand the rules of Quidditch. This is simply amazing." That’s cool, I’m going to be a hitter!”

hitter?
Bree looked at Hermione in disbelief, as if to confirm her authenticity.

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(End of this chapter)